"Open the door Lex"

Even though he never had been called Lex before, he reached his right hand toward the circular metal turning handle, a chrome clad stovetop dial, that kept it latched that was just inches away. Even though he stood with no pants or underwear on, exposing a cock that would finish 2nd in size to every man and non-negative chastity-clad sissy on earth, his hand moved within a half an inch of the handle in slow motion, inwhat seemed like a scene from a movie that might be funny, but Alex had only one thing on his mind.

"Lexy, open the door..." came the words in a low gravely tone, spoken through gritted teeth. Alex? Lex? Lexy? She wasn't sure as his fingers pinched and twisted the dial roughly 60 degrees to the left, and the door popped open.