Longing Before Day Break

OTTO'S CONFESSION

I awoke in the early morning before sunlight
In the darkness I felt a longing, something missed
A stray cat outside my window cried at the moon
The moonbeams Illuminated his blackness
His large eyes shone like beacons
My befuddled brain struggled to solve the enigma

I wanted that long thick mysterious cock of
my Asian lover who spoke almost no English
It had been so long since I'd held his dick in my mouth
Tasted its spermy runoff, smelled that pleasant intimate odor

My penis stiffened as I recalled my masseuse
As it had that afternoon when I lay face down
My erection crushed upon his table
His large cock swelled, as he stood over me
Massaging my shoulders

I lifted my head and reached out
Feeling the heat of what was confined
With both hands, I untied the loose string of his sweat pants
To free the captive bird that burst from confinement
Facedown, blind, I massaged his member

There was no reluctance on his part
He sensed there was nothing I would not share
Moments later he lifted my head so I might mouth his trophy
Large, it filled my mouth, deep into my throat

He held my head in place, fingers entwined in my hair
Pushing deeper, I could hardly breath
After the longest time, I was rewarded
Milky effluence spurted tasteless down my gullet
Only when he retracted did my tongue feel his sweetness

We continued for months, undisturbed,
in those days of my confusion
He opened me to a new world
Carrying our affair to my hindquarter
Splitting my ass cheeks with his dagger of pain and pleasure
Waiting always to cum in my mouth

The excitement was so intense I came untouched
He'd smile and tell me, "Rest now, enjoy the moment"
As I lay wet from both ends pooling on myself
He'd return minutes later and wash me clean

He never shared his problems or his ass
I would have gladly penetrated either
I played my part fearful to do otherwise
One day his phone was disconnected

Afront his shop, a closed sign, a posted legal eviction
I would never find him and his pretty again
I have only the splendid memories to break the darkness
and wake me from my slumber
As a black cat cries at the moon outside my window