Filed under: Deviant Dreams
i glared back into his eye with the slightest of a snarl to my lip. he knew not to press his luck with his strip tease. his fingers ever so methodically unbuttoned his jeans. slowly the zipper was pulled down with his finger tips. so many times i have watched him do this and i am always anxious to see what lies behind the fabric. it is always a rush of newness each time. one hand was holding the pants up as the zipper continued to spread the denim apart. when the zipper reached the bottom his hand slipped inside the material as he gripped his cock and slowly pulled it out keeping it covered with his hand as much as possible. the hand holding up the jeans released and the pants fell around his ankles. both hands now encased his hard on as he stepped out of his pants.
NOTE: my apologies for being so short, i need to get some focus time to finish it.
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