I was now standing nude but for
my underpants, my un-bashful cock pounding and pressing against the fabric, and
making its presence known, shaking in trepidation and apprehension about what was
about to happen. I looked at the cigar man, who was now lighting his cigar, using
a chunky silver lighter, puffing thick smoke while looking at me. He looked at
Clifton and nodded. I then felt Clifton’s hands and fingers working on my underpants,
he struggled a bit with my now fully erect cock, but seemed unfazed by it, and
professionally pulled the fabric out to free the beast, he proceeded with
taking them off me, then placed them on the pile of clothes now resting on the
side table. I was now standing in the middle of the room completely naked, in
front of the two fully dressed men.
Clifton picked up my clothes and
walked out of the room. I was now standing, in the warm sun which was shining
in the room, the bright light was making me wince slightly, now I could only
guess the shape of the cigar man between the light and the thick smoke
emanating from his cigar. He stood up and walked towards me, slowly, I felt
like I was being examined and scrutinised, for a moment, feeling vulnerable and
helpless my recent emotions vanishing, feeling almost ridiculed and used. When
behind me, he stopped, and approached closer, the fabric of his shirt touching
my back and tickling a bit, his lips kissed the back of my neck gently, that
was all he did before whispering in my ear “Let’s go for a swim” his hand now
on my shoulder guiding me towards the light and the open doors to the garden.
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