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I have come home a little frustrated from a night of cruising around looking for cock. There was nothing to be found in my regular haunts so I had become very horny. I have found nothing during the past month as all I can think about is getting home, going to my computer, logging on to retrieve my mail and hoping that just maybe I will receive a letter from you.
You write to me almost every day. When I receive your letters, I begin to fantasize and think about you; about all the things I want to do to your body and to you, that I get so completely turned on that, in the end, I go and masturbate.
Actually I should be in bed as it is close to midnight, but I have become quite anxious ... cannot wait until the morning.
I turn the computer on and wait for the screen to initialize. I click on the "connect to server" icon and patiently wait for the damned modem. Always with anticipation, I click the "check mail". Once again, nothing this evening. I decide to take a shower and go to bed. I have to be up early so I go to my bedroom and get undressed.
I enter the stall and let the hot water pour all over me. I immediately begin to relax and feel much better after a full day of working. On finishing my shower I lie down in my bed completely naked and begin to fondle myself as I daydream about you, yet do not try to masturbate. I luxuriate in thoughts about you, whom I have never met. Perhaps I will get a letter in the morning. Slowly I unwind even more and fall asleep.
I awake in the morning, refreshed after having a wonderful full night of sleep and dreams. I make coffee and enter my studio. I go through my regular ritual. Connect to server. Password. Waiting. I retrieve my mail. There is a letter from you and so I am ecstatic with joy. I do not know why I have developed a liking to this sort of communication. It turns me on more than just going to the park and getting my hard cock sucked. Perhaps it is the not really knowing you, or perhaps it is the vision of the unknown and yes, perhaps it is a sense of identity. Who knows? It is a wonderful feeling.
I read your letter. It's wonderful and exhilarating. I close the computer as it is late now and I must get to work. I go back to my bedroom and get undressed to take my morning shower. The house is silent. While showering, I begin to think about you again, the letter I just received, and my cock immediately stands at attention and becomes rock-hard. I begin to play with my cock, lathering soap all over it, my fingers gently teasing my hungry manhole. This feeling is so wonderful that it is very difficult to describe. I begin to daydream about you and your letter from this morning and how much it excited me.
As I am showering, I hear noises coming from outside. I turn the water off, wrap a towel around my waist, my cock tenting it outward, leaving nothing to the imagination. I step outside the bathroom and call out to an empty house. I return to the shower and continue to lather myself, the hot water feeling so good over my shoulders. I continue to lather, rubbing the soap all over my continually growing shaft.
I begin to masturbate ever so slowly, luxuriating in the wonderful feeling of cum slowly rising deep in my balls. I lie down in the bathtub with the water pouring all over me and close my eyes, while stroking with a very slow rhythm. Without warning, the curtain is drawn back every so slightly and your face appears. I smile and cum with a force that I have never seen before, shooting completely over you, your very naked hard erect body and myself.
The curtain immediately closes.
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