slpplay
slpplay
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Telephone Guy
I was in the kitchen when I heard the scream and crashing sound. I heard a moan and then silence. I rushed to the top of the basement stairs and to my horror saw the telephone guy sprawled at the bottom of the stairs. As I got closer and closer to him I realized from the angle of his head to the rest of his body that it was very serious.
Shaking, I knelt down and felt his wrist. I couldn’t find a pulse. I then put my hand to his neck, just to check for sure. He was dead. I started to run up the stairs to the phone, and then stopped and thought. What an opportunity. The opportunity I have often fantasized about. What if I took some time before actually calling for help. Who would know.
I grabbed my camera and went down the stairs. I was shaking with anticipation. I remembered thinking what a hunk as he arrived at my door to fix the phone lines.
I stepped over his body and grabbed his feet. Gently so as not to bruise the body anymore to rouse suspicion, I pulled him down to the lower level floor, spreading his dead body flat on the floor. He looked gorgeous lying there, his head turned at an awkward angle. I moved his head so that he looked more natural. His eyes were wide open, staring lifelessly up at me, inviting me to play with his corpse.
I snapped pictures all along, to spur my memory and to use as jerk off material, possibly for years.
I started with the boots and socks, then went up to the shirt and started unbuttoning it, to reveal a light trail of hair starting between the lovely nipples and running down to hide behind his belt.
I rolled him to one side to remove the shirt from one arm, and then the same for the other. While doing this I realized that it was going to be a chore to dress him again when I finished with him, but it was really going to be worth it.
As I fnished removing the shirt, I laid his arms by his side. What a lovely chest and just a slight bit of bulk beginning around his waist. Not bad for a guy that looks to be in his late 30’s. Obviously he took care of himself.
Now for the real fun. I undid his belt, pants button and zipped down the fly. I could see he had a nice package concealed there, and I could hardly wait to unveil it. I tugged the pants off his briefs and pulled them down his legs and off. Standing back I snapped memory shots of his corpse laying there only clad in his black Denver Hayes slinky briefs. I knelt by him and grabbed his package through the briefs. I could tell there was a lot to grab, even with the inevitable shrinkage that happens in death.
I decided that I should be naked for this unveiling, and to prolong the sexual tension of exposing his manhood. I stripped down, and removed my briefs from my already hardening cock. Then I pulled the briefs down his legs and off his body. He looked so beautiful lying there, I decided the first thing I wanted to do was lay my naked body on top of his naked corpse. Wonderful. I almost came just doing that.
After awhile, I got up on my knees beside him, moved up by his head and stuck my hard cock into his still warm mouth. What a feeling. I had to keep from cumming in his mouth.
I was in the kitchen when I heard the scream and crashing sound. I heard a moan and then silence. I rushed to the top of the basement stairs and to my horror saw the telephone guy sprawled at the bottom of the stairs. As I got closer and closer to him I realized from the angle of his head to the rest of his body that it was very serious.
Shaking, I knelt down and felt his wrist. I couldn’t find a pulse. I then put my hand to his neck, just to check for sure. He was dead. I started to run up the stairs to the phone, and then stopped and thought. What an opportunity. The opportunity I have often fantasized about. What if I took some time before actually calling for help. Who would know.
I grabbed my camera and went down the stairs. I was shaking with anticipation. I remembered thinking what a hunk as he arrived at my door to fix the phone lines.
I stepped over his body and grabbed his feet. Gently so as not to bruise the body anymore to rouse suspicion, I pulled him down to the lower level floor, spreading his dead body flat on the floor. He looked gorgeous lying there, his head turned at an awkward angle. I moved his head so that he looked more natural. His eyes were wide open, staring lifelessly up at me, inviting me to play with his corpse.
I snapped pictures all along, to spur my memory and to use as jerk off material, possibly for years.
I started with the boots and socks, then went up to the shirt and started unbuttoning it, to reveal a light trail of hair starting between the lovely nipples and running down to hide behind his belt.
I rolled him to one side to remove the shirt from one arm, and then the same for the other. While doing this I realized that it was going to be a chore to dress him again when I finished with him, but it was really going to be worth it.
As I fnished removing the shirt, I laid his arms by his side. What a lovely chest and just a slight bit of bulk beginning around his waist. Not bad for a guy that looks to be in his late 30’s. Obviously he took care of himself.
Now for the real fun. I undid his belt, pants button and zipped down the fly. I could see he had a nice package concealed there, and I could hardly wait to unveil it. I tugged the pants off his briefs and pulled them down his legs and off. Standing back I snapped memory shots of his corpse laying there only clad in his black Denver Hayes slinky briefs. I knelt by him and grabbed his package through the briefs. I could tell there was a lot to grab, even with the inevitable shrinkage that happens in death.
I decided that I should be naked for this unveiling, and to prolong the sexual tension of exposing his manhood. I stripped down, and removed my briefs from my already hardening cock. Then I pulled the briefs down his legs and off his body. He looked so beautiful lying there, I decided the first thing I wanted to do was lay my naked body on top of his naked corpse. Wonderful. I almost came just doing that.
After awhile, I got up on my knees beside him, moved up by his head and stuck my hard cock into his still warm mouth. What a feeling. I had to keep from cumming in his mouth.
