She looked at George’s ridiculously hairy body with equal frankness. She could see he was still hard, she could see the desire in his eyes. She coul... see his want. She realized that turning her down was very hard for him, too, or at least she suspected this was so.“You really do want me, don’t you?” she asked, looking searchingly into his eyes.“Desperately,” he hissed, “But Jill, there is a time, and a place. This isn’t the time, nor the place. Trust me, the time and the place will come. I want. “Probably not necessary, Riley, considering what’s going to happen today,” I said, feeling my cock stiffen at the thought. “Besides, I’m not going to strip naked, just down to my undies. Not a whole lot different from my swimsuit, and you’ve already seen me like that!”I pulled off my casual shirt and tossed it aside, next unbuckling my shorts. Despite my bold claim to Riley that boxer briefs weren’t much different than a swimsuit, I was nervous. Of course they were different, much more. I welcome your feed back Thanks.The Games We Play.The night was great, out dancing to my favorite local band, with my girlfriends and some drinks. It was a well needed change from the craptaskic week in the office. The dancing had worked me up to a nice horny state of mind. This one guy at the club was so hot. He stood approximately 6 feet tall. He had a air of mystery about him, long black hair and a nice tight ass. During the second set the band started to play Closer from Nine Inch Nails. As. .it felt so good, his arse burned deep inside and he felt a little pre cum ooze from his head.He couldn't stand any more and gripped the metal rings around his cock slowly moving up and down as the bit into his skin, he knew he couldn't last long and started to work harder bringing his hand hard down onto the top of is balls. He worked it for a couple of minutes while he rocked on the plug, the deep sensation driving him to new heights. Just as he felt his balls tighten he stopped and watched.