From your input and requests, here he is still at the cabin.
My body is unwinding, relaxing totally in the warm water and the wine is also helping. I splash my face and look out the window to see the darkness of the approaching storm closing in. All I have on my mind is that guy, that guy I don’t know, that guy I know who fucked me, who taunted me, who make me want him so. As I soak I rub myself but nothing is stirring around my balls, they had a great work out today and I must say my limp cock still feels so good and I am proud of that soft thing right now. So I pull the plug, step into the shower, wash up and put on my robe. The steam from my shower floats across the room as I open the door and exit. I deside to not get dressed, infact I enjoy being naked and think about it some. I add wood to the fire building up a nice large flame. I start cooking my dinner, drinking another glass of wine while lighting candles all about the cabin. I love to sound of the approaching storm, the wind blowing the leaves all about, the cool but warm air, that strange effect that the storm has upon me. I fill my glass and head to the poarch and as I open the door the wind blows my robe open and I love it. Me, a shy conservative type guy loves the feeling of being exposed outside in the approaching storm. With that thought in my head I had no other choise then to let the robe fall to the floor of the poarch. The wind feels so good blowing over my cock, my cock swaying in the wind, yes I am a man, a big bad man out here naked... and I laugh.
The first signs of rain came shortly after hitting the roof like large balls falling from the sky. I go in, adjust the heat on my dinner, fill my glass and out I go. Now the weather has gotten bad, the rain in now coming down hard but a warm front has entered making it nice and humid, the perfect weather to walk out into the pouring rain. I place my glass on the table and I walk off the poarch and hold my head and arms up as I allow the rain to pour all over my naked body. My nipples are the first to react, standing out so hard that I never noticed how erotic they can feel. I look down and I pinch on one. Wow, what a feeling, it went right down twards my cock so I pinch the other one. Oh yes, I feel that, I feel it all over and my cock is now starting to grow. Am I getting horny again, can I jerk off, can I cum.
The excitement of being naked in the rain has taken over my sensces, I start dancing around in the rain, looking up, bushing my hands over my hair, rubbing my body like I am taking a shower while the whole time my cock fills, standing out hard and erect with excitement. I bend forward, spreading my legs and opening my ass cheeks with my hand to allow the rain to run across my hole. This feels so good and drives my desire for that man wild. I open my eyes to look at my cock and I see the rain water running off my balls and running along my long hard shaft all the way to the tip and dripping off. Oh yes, do I love my cock right now, do I love my ass, do I love having sex. I straighten myself out and laugh, wiping my face of the rain and I walk back to the porch. I grab my wine and down the glass, pick up my robe and wipe myself dry and go into the cabin when I gather my food, pour some more wine, sit naked in front of the fire and eat. After I finish I pour some more wine, sit in the chair in front of the fire spreading my legs wide open to warm my balls and drink some more. I think for a second that I have been drinking more wine then I usually do but I am on vacation, a get away from life, a weekend retreat and so what the hell, I pour some more and look out at the dark night strom. The sound of the rain enticese me, it sooths this beast in me and I think about the hour eariler when I was outside dancing around in the rain. What the hell, I go out again.
Yes, the cool fall rain does feel so good over my naked body, in fact it is so good that I almost get hard with the first drop of rain upon my cock. In a matter of seconds I am hard and dancing around again, laugh, acting like a child. Then the strom really hits in, the wind picks up strong blowing the trees all about, the lightning and thunder alarms me and I move to the poarch where I dry off with my robe and then head back in, closing the door behind me as I do.
Well I bush my hair out of my face and add another log to the fire, it is getting cool now and me, being wet, the chill is starting to come over me. The warmth of the fire feels good and I sit next to the fire to warm myself. Again I pour some more wine and start to think about my day. I sit back against the mantel and start to play with myself. I am still hard and in no time I am beating my cock at a good fast pace. The wind blowing the rain up on the windows thrills me, the lightning and thunder fills my soul with excitement. The flickering candles, the glow from the fire, my hard cock in my hand, oh yes, I am masturbating, I am going to get myself off, I am going to make me cum. I am a man. I have hold of my manhood and I feel good. I don’t care what people might think, this is what I need, I need to cum more, I need sex, I need cock, I want cock I want to suck, be fucked get it, need it, want it, give it to me, shove it in me, drill me, fuck me, pound me.. oh god, I am getting so close.
I pause and look about, I look out the window and see black, nothing to be seen, no light, not anything but the sound of the pouring rain, then a flash of light followed by the crashing sound of thunder, and again the flash and thunder. The strom is right above me, I feel the clouds crashing right on the roof. I look up and then for some strange reason I look at the door and with the flash of light I see a face. I hold my cock and stare at the door and then I see the face again with the next flash of light. I know it is him, he is out there watching me, do I let him in or do I give him a show. I know I want this guy to use me again but I can not show that to him so I pretend that I did not see him and I return to masturbating myself. I spread myself out into a good position for him to see and I begin jerking my cock for him, no wait, it is for me. Thats right, I don’t see him, my hand going up and down over my shaft, my other hand holding, playing with my balls and then running over my ass. I squeeze my cock hard to control my orgasm and with the next flash of light I look back at the door to see his face right in the doorway. I feel we just made eye contact, he knows I have seen him, he knows I know he is there. What do I do, do I get up and open the door, do I get dressed, lock the door, what do I do.
