...he's a bit TOO nervous.

Up to that point, Glenn had been trying his damnedest to put out a confidence he had none of. He was sure Lara could see his nervousness but it seemed she was into it. He paused a moment to stand over her, wishing his cock wasn't so soft, or was bigger, or that he had any kind of confidence that he pretended to. She was completely naked and he was still standing around like a tool in his lazy-day clothes.

He realised the pause was getting long and he had to make a move, and the move that he always made when presented with a moment of doubt was thus: say fuck it and keep on going.

He pulled off his shirt, wishing he had abs to show off, even if she seemed plenty turned on already. Then he dropped his pants, at least glad that he could look at least a little more imposing in black boxers than in Kermit the Frog PJ pants. Feeling the nerves keeping his cock at less than half mast he said quietly, 'Fuck it,' and dropped the boxers.