I have written many letters in the past.
Some of those letters were public in which you responded.
I believe you enjoyed our public exchanges
Just as much as you did the private ones.
Well this one will definitely be harder to find.
But if by chance you do find this letter
I hope you respond to it like
You have done in the past.
The very first time we met
You answered my ad to model nude.
You never posed nude for a photographer before.
You were very cool calm and easy to work with.
It almost came natural for you.
I remember way before you stripped naked
When I first saw you.
You had your blue jeans on and a grey tank top.
Seeing your Latin brown skin
That beautiful smile
Laced with a touch of that Latino masculinity
Made not only my heart jump
But the meat between my legs
Jumped as well
As it began to thicken
From the erotic thoughts.
Not wanting to creep you out
I remained friendly and made sure
Not to make any advances toward you.
But deep down I was already undressing you
In my mind.
The things I remember most
From that photo shoot
Are the shots on the bed.
I remember how you automatically
Got hard when I posed you
With your ass in the air.
The best moment was
During your break
When you casually sat up
And rested your arms
On your spread legs.
Your cock was still at attention.
I still have that vision in my mind.
When I asked if you were alright
With me recording you while stroking
You had no problems
Even though you never jacked off
In front of another man before.
I never mentioned this to you until now.
But I noticed how you were intently
Focused on thick bulge
I tried desperately to hide.
I tried to keep it professional
And for the most part I did.
But the way you paid attention
To my tumescence
Made it hard for me.
You can take that pun
Exactly the way it was intended.
You so very close.
I just knew I was getting
The shot I was waiting for.
But you stopped and said
That you better not continue
Because you were close.
I didn’t want to pressure you.
So I agreed
To wrap things up
With you.
The second time we met
You were much more comfortable.
The second time
You gave me
The money shot.
That night right after you left
I stroked it twice
Thinking about you.
I Watched you dozens of times.
And even seven years later
You still cause a warm
Eruption between my legs
When I think of you.
The third time we met
You gave me the privilege
Of feeling your warm mouth.
It didn't last very long
Because I was a bit nervous.
I had been sweaty
And was quite embarrassed
By the odor as a result.
But you didn’t mind it.
I knew you had a girlfriend.
I knew you said that you were straight
But slightly curious
When we first chatted.
But I never expected
That your sexy mouth
Would be so hospitable
To my cock.
Even though
It was just
A few seconds of you tasting it
That moment has lasted
In my dirty mind for years.
Along with the way
You teased me with
That beautiful ass of yours.
You’re married now.
Have a beautiful wife.
I may never know what
It would be like to
Feel the warmth of your
Beautiful hairy hole.
But I’m so glad
That every now and then
We could express
Our desires
Even though we may never explore.
Thank you for all the wet
Erotic conversations over the years.
Tag your it. 😏
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