When I got home from work I was glad to find I had the house to myself. I was so fucking horny my nuts were about to burst. I couldn’t wait another second to jack off. I was tearing open the front of my pants before the front door had finished latching behind me. By the time I reached the living room I’d peeled off my shirt and was shuffling along with my pants down around my ankles. Under normal circumstances I never would have been so shamelessly reckless. But the circumstances were far from normal. For as long as I could remember I’d dreamed of the daywhen I might have the opportunity to catch a glimpse of Randy Talbit’s cock.

The heavenly images of man to man lust had always racked my youthful soul with insurmountable longing. But of all the young men I’d ever been attracted too, my desires for Randy were by far the strongest. His smooth, chocolate-brown skin and slender bubble-butt had been the erotic subject matter for countless lewd fantasies. For years I’d harbored the thought of burying my cock deep inside his hot, steamy butt.

There was no escaping the images of Randy’s heavenly form. Whether I was standing in the privacy of my shower, or lying lonesomely in my bed at night, the thought of him was always with me. When I thought of the love we could share my body would grow numb with frustration. Countless were the times, when in my mind, I had undressed him and satisfied the burning curiosity which haunted me. Just the thought of seeing his smooth flesh completely exposed in all its glory was enough to send my cock into a spurting frenzy. Every day was the same as the last. Work was becoming increasingly depressing.