"Fucking hell!" I moaned to myself as I jerked off for like the 12th time since I had hooked up with Jake last weekend. It seemed like every hour, I'd remember some aspect of our hook up, and two seconds later, one hand would be wrapped around my shaft and the other grabbing my ass or teasing myself until I exploded.
It had only been four days since we hooked up, but I hadn't heard from him except for when we played a couple of volleyball games together two days ago. We kept it casual, though, and didn't directly interact except for a few greetings and some friendly trash talk. I may have made an error after I saw him leaving because I was staring as his ass, but that's beside the point!
I felt my breath quicken as I pressed my face into my pillow, my left hand spanking my ass cheek red, my right hand gripping my pulsing cock, and I let out a loud moan as I felt my cock head twitch and explode into the towel I had under me.
I was tired of waiting for him to reach out to me. I needed that cock again! I rolled over onto my back and picked up my phone and sent him a quick "Hey :)" through Snapchat, just like last time, except I added the emoji, he would know what that meant I hoped!
I cleaned up in the shower and made some food, but still no text back from him. Fuck. I thought I had been too eager since I saw that he had opened it half an hour ago.
Another hour went by before I finally got a notification that he had replied! All he had said back was, "Hey :)." Oh well, it's not like I was more creative!
I smiled to myself as I typed out, "Just sitting here thinking about the other night..."
He replied, "Me too," and then a pic followed.... of course, a close up on his massive rod, rock hard, veins gleaming.
I felt my face burn red as I immediately felt my cock stir back up, seriously like six to midnight with this guy!
I flipped over on my couch, so I was in the position he ate my ass in the other day, head facing the back, ankles off the front, knees on the cushions. I snapped a pic over my shoulder of my ass in my pajama pants and sent it to him. "How'd you know what I was missing?"
"Because I knew it'd be less than a week before you were begging for my cock in that ass and mouth..."
Oh fuck, he was onto me! I thought giggling to myself, damn, am I that obvious? I figured I'd play into his ego as I typed back, "I almost didn't even make it a day...want some help with that tonight?"
His reply came after a few agonizing minutes, "Not tonight, be there tomorrow at nine, though."
I smiled to myself as I sent him a pic from my point of view of my pants and boxers tugged to my ankles, my back on the couch and my legs up in the air. My free hand was covering my cock and pulling it to the side. "What I expect to see then."
No reply, but I didn't expect one as I tugged my clothes on and tried to pass out, not being very successful as I was so fucking horny. I was determined to save at least one load for tomorrow night!
The next day was just as agonizing. I worked, went home and just chilled, watching Netflix and sipping on a couple of beers while the time slowly clicked away. Finally, at around eight, I hopped in the shower and made myself super fresh for him, lathering up my whole body, ignoring my diamond hard cock, and running a razor around my pubes and ass.
I toweled off and tugged on a little thong. I had just ordered on Sunday after we hooked up the last time. I wanted something hot. This was a thong that had a bright, dark red band around the hips, and back on the bottom. My cock fought against the lace, but I fit just right, and damn it framed my ass perfectly! I pulled on a cotton white tee shirt and went back to the couch a little before nine to sip on another beer and wait.
I was getting anxious when he didn't arrive on time, but finally, at around twenty after nine, he snapped me his steering wheel and said, "on the way." I felt butterflies in my stomach as I opened another beer and waited.
He snapped that he was here and I buzzed him in, he knew the way to my apartment now, so I didn't feel the need to walk down to him. He knocked on my door, and I opened it in just my thong and tee shirt.
I pulled open the door, and his face broke into a big smile as he looked me up and down. "You like?" I asked a little shyly as I felt my cheeks turn a little pink as he checked me out.
"Oh, hell yeah!" He said, smiling still and walking in.
He was looking fabulous in just some mid-thigh cotton shorts that his big thigh muscles stretched out, a button-up short-sleeve shirt that was unbuttoned about halfway so I could see his chest hair and the top of his tight abs and chest muscles. He also had on some leather bracelets and a silver necklace.
"I knew you would wait for me, but damn do I wish I would've hurried up..." He said as he kicked off his sandals, and I shut the door.
