As he carries you across the room and lays you down on his bed, the comforting scent of his cologne fills your nostrils. "Just relax...let go...and surrender to my touch," he whispers softly in your ear, trailing a finger along your jawline until it reaches your lips. "Trust me, little guy..."

His other hand finds its way between your legs, gently massaging the fabric of your shorts, teasing you as his fingers brush against your inner thigh.

Himself..stretched out and put himself in a new place...a place that feels so different