Icy Hot

hard as a rock
from stroking my cock
ready to flow
but she has to go

what shall I do?
should I finish myself?
release my guy-goo
onto myself?

"no, best move your hand
it's better to wait
'til you see her again
and can both masturbate

'cause the orgasms you share
are so wickedly intense
to save, let it build up
would only make sense"

think quick, what would make
this desire recede
something to quench the fire's
what you need

water, cold water
perhaps even ice
go to the freezer
you needn't think twice

my manhood still throbbing
sways to and fro
as up off the bed
to the freezer I go

open the door,
frigid steam coats my bod
causing the throbbing
to subside in my rod

I reach for a cube
and then close the door
a droplet of pre-cum
drips to the floor

as I run the cold ice cube
under my balls
I groan with frustration
as my hardon falls

but then in an instant
frustration turns to delight
like flicking a switch,
turning on a light

as the cool, dripping liquid
runs down my thighs
I feel my erection
beginning to rise

I bring the cube
to my lips for a sec
then trace it over
the nape of my neck

sweat, mixing with ice,
coating my chest
a steamy sensation,
I'm failing the test

of whether or not
I can hold out
to share this with her,
I'd love to, no doubt

but instead, I reach
for another ice cube
and reach down and run it
across my hot pubes

my cock should be flaccid,
but keeps throbbing away
like an addict to acid,
needing it's fix for the day

I trace the cold cube
up 'cross my nips
a shiver runs thru me
from my head to my hips

I head from the kitchen,
back to my bed
visions of her sweet body
filling my head

the things that we'd do
together with this ice
so sensual, wicked,
decadently nice

the cube melts away
in the palm of my hand
my hand moves to my cock,
before the mirror I stand

stroking, recalling
the pleasures we share
searching for her,
into the mirror I stare

wondering if she
is doing the same
standing there naked,
feeling no shame

stroking her sex,
attempting to "connect"
trying to avoid,
clit contact direct?

mmmmmm...yes I feel it,
as my balls start to surge
we're both connected
by this uncontrollable urge

I imagine I hear her
starting to scream
just at the moment
I release my sweet cream

spurting against the
supposed "one-way" glass
but I envision it "two-way",
envision her sweet ass

humping, gyrating,
covered in cum
her fingers along
her wet pussy do strum

I flop back on my bed,
closing my eyes
as droplets of cum
on my pubes start to dry

feeling that our
"connection" was made
can't wait for her version
of the event she will trade