Sleeping Surfer CJ

CJ shows up right on time with some icy cold sodas, chips and a big bag of those nuke and eat hot wings sold my most grocery stores. I can smell a spicy, sort of surf and forest cologne clinging to him in place of the suntan lotion and sea fragrance he’d worn at the beach. He grins as he sees the huge TV that takes up most of one wall of my living room, then says ‘wow’ in a soft, awed voice that puts a grin on my face. I’ve seen a lot of guys impressed by the big screen TV I have, but none have reacted with quite this level of amazement which makes me suspect that CJ isn’t from a wealthy family. I find out that it’s quite the opposite.

His parents had struggled to make ends meet, but somehow CJ had landed on his feet with a small inheritance from a grandparent that’s letting him live the life of a beach bum, at least for the summer. He has plans to head off to college in the fall. I find out all this while we’re watching a surfing competition out of Hawaii I have saved in my DVR for guys like CJ.

He finally gets tired enough that he starts talking about heading home, but of course I offer to let him stay here at my beach house, with the promise of early morning surfing right outside. It’s too good for him to resist. CJ agrees to stay the night and heads off to sleep in the guest room. While he’s settling in I check my gear, ready to get yet another hot straight surfer guy on film. I can’t wait, sure that CJ is going to be a really exciting guy to film.

I go into the room and start filming, smiling at the fact he’s such a surfer guy he even has the typical surfer puka shell necklace. CJ’s a good looking guy, but then most of the guys I film are true hotties! I pan the camera down g this sleeping straight guy’s body. I move in even closer, touching him through the crisp sheet which already smells oft CJ’s woodsy cologne. Under the sheet he’s in a pair of loose fitting pale blue boxers. The color doesn’t show up on the night vision gear, but I’d have thought him a black or red sort of guy. The color matches his crystal blue eyes.

I reach out, touch the big cock I’ve been thinking about all day, and he almost comes awake. I back off fast, wait then move back in, finally getting his big cock out and touching it. My mouth waters at the feel of that hard meat in my hand. But I wind up putting him back inside his boxers because I can tell he’s close to waking up. When I move back in the next time I’m determined to have what I want, to see him cum hard and heavy for me and man, does he ever!