Race Against the Lust

 

by KatiKat

 

 

Race Bannon... Lust on two legs... He has the body of a Greek god and the lush lips of a whore...

 

Watching him has become my hobby, my obsession... how he moves, with such grace... The bathroom we share has turned into my most favorite place in the house, my sanctuary... To watch him in the shower as the water runs down the glass of the cubicle... He always takes his time under the hot spray, groaning and moaning softly as the steadily beating water loosens the stiff muscles in his shoulders and back... He then takes a sliver of soap in his strong hand and runs it up and down muscled arms and then up to his neck, bending his head backwards and closing his eyes in bliss... his hand moves downwards, to the six-pack of his abdomen and even lower, soaping the manhood surrounded by a bush of white pubic hair... Then last of all he moves on to his long, well shaped legs...

 

And when he finishes, shuts off the water and steps out of the cubicle and onto the rug, I'm hard as a rock. I run my fingers up and down my walking stick to force myself to keep quiet and simply watch as he dries his suntanned skin and stunning white hair. He then winds the white towel around his waist, turns off the light and leaves for his room...

 

And I'm left here with my needs and wants and the prospect of another unforgettable show that will take place at the same time tomorrow...

 

For the same way as I know that he will come, he knows that I will be here, standing at the door open just the tiniest crack, watching...

 

The End