Suck it

You hear decisive footsteps behind you, and he then appears in front of you, his long cock, curved beautifully, with its head glistening with a mixture of pre-cum, and your own erotic juices.

He stands over you, behind you, the dim light catching the sharp lines of his face. His suit jacket is open, his dress shirt clinging to a broad, muscular chest and powerful shoulders. He’s all lean strength and coiled power, his tall frame seeming to fill the entire space. He’s not just handsome; he’s devastatingly so, a predator in his natural habitat, and the sight sends a fresh wave of liquid heat through your core.

His cock is also… immense.

The shaft is thick and heavily veined, curving slightly upward from a dark, flushed head. Even sheathed in rubber, its size is intimidating, thrilling. It’s so much bigger than your own had ever been, a fact that shouldn’t matter, shouldn’t even be a thought in your head, but it does, and it is.

The sheer scale of him, the raw masculinity of his body, it all combines into a dizzying cocktail of lust and submission that makes your head spin.

You find you cannot take your eyes off his swollen manhood, as they take in its details, and you wonder how it would ever fit inside you - and how it will fill to have it filling you completely. You find yourself almost salivating at the thought of it splitting you open.

He catches you staring. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his lips. He finishes his task, giving his sheathed length a firm, perfunctory squeeze.

He takes another step towards you and you are 'head to head' with the monster.

"Suck it," he orders.