Just a reminder.”You’re polishing cock, not painting a portrait. You’re proud because someone finally made the decision for you. Gay sex I think you’ve spent a long time trying not to know it.”He set the glass down on the side table, then leaned back, one arm draped over the back of the chair.”You like being stripped. It smelled faintly of leather and cedar, rich and masculine, like the inside of an expensive car. I’ll learn what you like. His sweatpants still clung to his hips. He didn’t guide. Show me you know how.”I obeyed.I took one of his balls into my mouth slowly, gently, rolling my tongue across the skin. Just as I remembered. “That’s obedience.”Then another pause.”What do you think I see when I look at you like this?”I blinked. To stay hard and silent and waiting until I decide what you’re for.”My body shook with the truth of it. To ache when ignored. He poured only one. Not just tonight. No ego. Just looked at me—naked, kneeling, waiting.Then he reached down and pulled the waistband of his sweatpants low, just enough to let his cock and balls drop free.It was deliberate.
