First Thoughts

6 Aug 2014

Not sure if i should post this in stories as its not so much a story as me sharing my thoughts... either way... enjoy …. guys usually wake up with an erection… i often don't... however my mind is most active sensually when i wake… so i grabbed my phone and wrote a note, to share what i woke up thinking. This is my mental 'morning wood' So I sit in darkness at time meant for sleep. 3:14am and it seems like I've slept for days when in truth its been a couple hours. Mind's fuzzy; thoughts are scattered; yet; I can't help but feel this sense of unused energy every morning when i wake. Energy? Yes energy! However; this is not the energy you'd assume it to be for this is not a physical energy or blood rush; no…This is a passive yet engulfing wave of sensual energy. To describe it; a challenge… the need to explore it; a danger… See this sense of sensual angst is a desire for a sexual exploration. Not sex mind you… my dick does not desire to be plunged… no… My body desires a adventure… a secret voyage that often leads to voyeurism or exhibitionism… I find it so alarming how often I sercome to these mental glitches stealing from the conscious everyday thoughts we find ourselves so often consumed in. What drives me insane is the fact that it is not a physical want… I need not be touched or fussed and yet the thought of disrobing and lying here nude with a cam on, being watched by god knows who has my every nerve ending a flutter; as though they were like those fireworks (sparklers) that had just been Lite. What is this desire… why does it haunt me so… typing as I lay here… yet already visioning what is to come.. a hot hot shower, an intimate shave and a thick towel rubbing down every inch of me… walking to the bedroom feeling fit and fresh… 'mmmm why not share ' the tempteous mindset would say… Standing in front of a mirror iphone not far away… time for the body butter and a trickle of warm body oil spread ever so sexily across now goose bumped flesh… The smell of the body butter heightening the sensory overload caused by the way the warm light dances of my olive toned skin… slowly running my hands over my chest… eyes following the path laid out by this sculpted v-line as I grasp my smooth soft and silky shaft capturing one last image to playfully share, I catch myself admiring my form… Which is vein, some might say but vanity, this could never be for pride is held in one's own creations and my body is Gods awesome creative work not my own… This is usually where i calm down and behave but its been a while so this temptation is rife… Leaving one last question why not let my adventure continue… Why not give in to the exhibitionist with discretion and care…. Why not give those around me a temptation of their own by daring them subconsciously to sneak a peak at a bulge had to miss... Decision made I think my adventure shall be of a exhibitionist kind… as i reach for that fitted grey suit of a very light fabric… No Underwear allowing the shape of my bulge to entise unspoken urges… mmm the anticipation of wondering just how many glances I could catch from those around me… edged by capturing playfully stolen moments of an exhibitionist mind and photographers eye… mmmm and it turned into a fun day indeed.... Hope this gets your senses abuzz just as it does mine… to share this moment with you is undoubtedly my erotic rush… no fapping for me though… that release is yours to enjoy should this temp you to touch… Sensually Yours Malcolm