He wanted my attention. He’s like that sometimes, when we’re alone. Hell, who am I kidding? He is horny every time we are alone. That's fine, I really don't mind. He has been reliable and never once let me down.

He gets hard so fast and stays that way. I love the way his veins bulge from the skin of his shaft when he is erect. I mean the big one on top always does but when it’s hard, they all show up.

Not only the veins but the heat and the throb when he’s in my hand and I’m stroking him.  When he comes hard and spews his cum all over my chest. That warm, sticky goo dripping on my skin.

I even love the smell almost as much as the flavor. Have you ever just smelled a load of cum? Call me weird but it just turns me on.  And you’ve probably guessed that I drink as much of it as I can. 

I always know when he’s about to come. His balls draw up tight, nearly disappearing in his crotch and he swells in my hand. The feeling right before it happens, when his head swells, is amazing. I love to stroke him. Yeah, I play with my dick all the time when I’m alone.