You’re standing in front of him.

He’s looking at you without smiling, with that serious face that looks like he’s deciding how he’s going to use you. You don’t know what he’s thinking. You only know he’s looking at you with desire and that’s making your cock hard and hot inside your trousers. The tip is already getting wet.

You want to walk over. You want to get on your knees between his legs and let him be in charge. You want him to open his shirt more, push your face against that big hairy belly, smash the soft skin and hair against your mouth while you suck his nipples. You want him to unzip, pull his cock out and put it in your mouth. You want to feel it thick, hot, full, and have him grab your head and push it all the way in whenever he feels like it.

What’s turning you on the most is thinking that he likes to dominate. That if you get on your knees he’ll be the one deciding the pace, the depth and how long he lets you breathe. You keep looking at him and all you can think about is standing up, walking over and letting him use your mouth and your face however he wants.

Would you like to be there with him?