No fantasies, just enjoying my body!
It had been a long day of interacting with people. Interviews, phone calls, emails, and more interviews had really exhausted me. I was eager to have some extended time alone, without any dealings with others. I just needed to be by myself. So, after getting some chips and a coke, I settled in on the bed to watch some TV. Since I wouldn't be going out any more, I decided to get comfortable by taking off my coat and tie, my shoes and socks, my shirt and pants. Ahh, it felt so good to be free!
As I lay on the bed, flipping through the channels, my hand started slowly, unconsciously, rubbing the outside of my underwear. After several minutes of that, my penis responded and started bulging under the fabric, straining to be released. At that point I didn't do anything about it or try to go any further. I just enjoyed the energy that the excitement gave me. With that little bit of recharged energy, I decided to get up and take a relaxing, hot bath. So I went in to the bathroom and started running the water. As the tub took its time to fill, I took the soap and lathered up my legs, my torso, my arms... and my half-soft, half-enlarged manhood. Slowly, gently, I teased my penis and made it grow another inch or so. Finally, with the tub full, I turned off the water and absorbed the heat. It was so good to just lie there and feel my tensions of the day absolutely melt away.
When I was finished, I stood up to towel off. But as I dried my legs, my arm would brush repeatedly against my relaxed erection. Each touch made me want to renew the hardness, to feel my shaft full of sexual excitement. So I returned to the bed, but this time I was totally nude. As I walked past the mirror, it was really erotic to see my hardness. But what got really exciting was when I poured some lotion onto my hand and applied it to my stiff penis. The visual pleasure of seeing my own touch gliding up and down my rigid shaft was intensified as I imagined that my wife was there at the end of the bed, watching me. How exciting! I recalled vividly those times when she actually stood and watched me as I pleasured myself, either on the bed, on the couch, or in a chair. How I wished she could be here! It would be even better if the lotion was on her hand, and it was her loving touch that was stroking my hardness.
The sexual feelings were starting to gradually build. I wasn't in a hurry, though. I wanted to savor the moment, to make it last. I enjoyed watching my full grip slide up and down my shaft. The enlarged, reddened head of my stiff sex was enveloped briefly, rhythmically by my closed hand. Each pass would take me a step higher in excitement. It was enjoyable to feel my thickness and roundness inside my own hand. Sometimes my left hand would pull down gently on my sensitive sac for added sensations. Before too long, I found myself on the verge of a mediocre climax. But I wanted more than that. So I stopped the action and started using only my fingertips. I began by caressing the ridge that runs the length of my 6-plus inches. That made my penis start filling with sexual pleasure. Then, to take me to the peak, I used my fingertips in slow, circular motions, up close to the tip of my shaft. That focused movement took me to the brink of an orgasm, but I stopped...I started the motions again to tease me a little higher, then I stopped...again and again I did this until my rigidity was super-charged with excitement. Then, when I couldn't stand it any longer, I let my fingers keep moving. Soon my cries of intense pleasure filled my hotel room. Wow, there's nothing like expressing love to myself!