Do it for him

"Wait," you say.

His hands stop, and he turns his eyes back to you, looking confused.

You pick up your glass and take another sip. What are you saying? What are you thinking?! You swallow the ****, and also your nerves, and turn back to him.

"I think it might be more fun if we do it for each other."

He bites his lip, his blush redoubling. "By 'do it', you mean...?"

"Take off each other's clothes," you confirm. You scooch along the couch to be closer to him, his crotch almost at your head height with him standing over you.

With trembling fingers, you bring your hands up to his jeans, and pop out the top button. Then you take hold of his zipper and slowly, coyly, start pulling it down, looking up into his eyes as you do so. He is transfixed, watching you intensely.

Once his fly is all the way down, you reach around and hook your fingers into the sides of his jeans. It fills you with excitement when you feel the fabric of his boxers, and brush against the warm skin just above his waistband.

You gently pull his trousers down, biting your own lip when his boxers come fully into view. He is tenting! You aren't surprised that he's excited, but it warms your blood to see nonetheless, especially considering that he's bigger than you expected.