That's a stupid question.

Obviously you strip, only hesitating once more when you're down to your underwear. With another quick burst of courage you push them to your ankles and use your hands to cover your package. Your timing is impeccable as it's only a moment later that Sam turns around.

When she sees that youre actually going through with it, her smile only seems to get brighter. Her enthusiasm must be contagious because when she tells you to get on your hands and knees, you don't even hesitate.

You hear her taking something from a bag she must have brought with her and feel something cold and greasy slowly being rubbed agaist your backdoor. When you ask what it is she is doing, she reminds you that some lube might be a good idea. After she lubes you up, including a couple of unexpected fingers being pushed up your hole, she pulls away and a round, cold piece of metal replaces her fingers. You feel it slide into your hole, going much further than you want it, all the while the hose rubs your prostate. After another few inches of hose being fed into you, Sam stops and asks if you're ready to start.