The Size of Desire – Part 2: Suck It For Me

Jenna's eyes sparkled with something between curiosity and command. She held James’ cock in both hands now, marveling like it was some rare, precious artifact.

“Mark,” she said gently, “I want you to feel it. Really feel it. The weight of it.”

Mark froze, unsure if his legs would carry him closer.

“James,” she asked, turning slightly, “can he touch it?”

James gave a calm nod. “Of course. If he wants to.”

And Mark did. Or at least, something inside him did. He wasn’t sure if it was hunger, humiliation, arousal, or submission. Maybe all of them at once. He kneeled in front of them—his own pants still at his ankles—and reached out. His fingers wrapped around the thick shaft Jenna had been holding moments before.…