Marcus exhaled sharply. Then he stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt. My eyes followed every movement. Broad chest, hard abs, that V-line disappearing into his pants. When he unzipped and pulled his cock out, I moaned.

It was even bigger in real life. Thick, veined, the head already shiny with precum.

“Come here,” he said.

I crawled to the edge of the bed on shaky knees. Up close, his cock looked huge. Intimidating. Perfect.

“Open your mouth.”

I did. He rested the heavy head on my tongue. Salty. Warm. I swirled my tongue around it, tasting him, and his hand came down to grip my hair.

“That’s it. Just...