"You're good." His smile grows and he stands, crotch in my face. I can't help noticing his cock's bulge. Slowly raising my arm, I touch his crotch as I look up at him. I feel his cock with my palm. It's crazy that I now own this cock... Own. Yes, I get to fuck the ideal man with the perfect cock forever.

I stroke his dress pants with my fingertips, never taking my eyes off him. Softly flicking my wrist, I glide my hand back and forth as the air grows heavier.

"I've never wanted to fuck anybody as much as I want to fuck you now," he adds, hooking...