Even preparing, I get so excited I can barely stop myself. In the shower alone with my thoughts I get hard thinking about what I'm about to do. I turn off the water and apply shaving foam around my hard cock and on my tense balls. The cold steel of the razor makes me shudder. I'm so tempted to touch myself. Even a few strokes would make me cum. But I can't. That's for you. You've made me wait so long, knowing it wakes my secret desires. When you make me wait, I know what you want me to do. And that makes me want it even more, no matter how shameful it is. You know I'm ashamed of wanting it. And yet you make me want it. Ohhh, the thought turns me on so much it hurts.
I rinse and look down at my throbbing cock. It looks so naked now, hairless. It can't wait for you to see. I hesitate. Will you want to see more? Part of me hopes so, part of me blushes at the thought. When I grab the foam again, I know which part is going to win and I berate myself for being so naughty.
This next part is tricky. And I feel so embarrassed at going to such lengths for you, to satisfy my shameful desires. I take the handheld mirror, place it on the floor and squat over it. Oh god, it feels so humiliating. I take a handful of foam and apply it. On my cheeks. In between. I can see my cock bobbing and throbbing at the touch. I slowly and carefully slide the razor over the delicate skin, thinking about you looking there. A drop of pre-cum drips onto the mirror and I have to stop for a moment. Oh god, I am terrible. I look up at the mirror and see my face is red.
Later, when you make me undress, I blush again. You are just standing there, directing me. Your power over me turns me on. You tell me what to do and comment on every part of my body as I undress. It's so embarrassing. You see me blushing and tease me. I want to get naked for you, don't I? Yes, I nod. Your little laugh is so humiliating.
I'm naked for you now. You are still dressed. The contrast stark and powerful. I'm trembling. You make me turn around for you. Your eyes burn on my skin. My cock starts to harden just from their invisible caress. You tell me to lie down on the bed.
You move closer to get a better look. You look directly at my cock, hairless and swelling. You let me know you see it. You make me admit that it turns me on. My cock is getting harder, twitching already. I blush again when you look into my eyes and tell me that you can see that I'm embarrassed at being naked for you but my cock loves it. My naked cock. You tease me for shaving in preparation. Did you get hard shaving for me? My throat is so dry. I nod. Did you touch it? Tell the truth now. I shake my head vigorously. Good boy, you say and I feel so ashamed. Of your words. Of the power you have over me. Of my desires.
My cock twitches at my embarrassment. You laugh and tease me. Tell me my cock loves my embarrassment. It reveals I want you to see me hard and naked and horny. I moan and look up at you, pleading you to touch me. No, not yet, you tell me. First, I have to spread my legs for you. I beg you not to make me but you insist. You want to see everything. The shame makes my face burn red but I'm so horny I'll do anything you tell me. I have to show you.
You look directly into my eyes as I spread my legs for you. You tease me: That's good. You want me to look, don't you? I'm too embarrassed to respond.
You look at my balls and I hope you are satisfied and will touch me and make me cum. But we both know you want more. That I need more. You want me to look further down, don't you? Please don't make me answer, I think. But you repeat and make me say yes. My cock throbs and drips pre-cum as I admit it.
You look at my ass and describe every detail. You notice I've shaved there too. That means I knew I was going to show you. And that I wanted you to see everything. I blush. I do want you to see everything. I want you to see my most private place. I want you to see my anus. My hole. But please don't make me admit it. But you do. You make me say it. Please look at my hole. My voice is trembling and coarse. I feel so utterly naked and vulnerable and my cock won't stop dripping. There's a small puddle on my stomach now.
You lean forward, looking into my eyes. You make sure I see you shift your eyes downward. You are looking straight at my hole now. I can't help but tense and clench, I'm so excited and ashamed. You tell me you see my hole. I know already but you telling me excites me even more. It's so private and vulnerable showing you. You describe every detail of the part of me I can't see myself. How it reacts to your gaze. Pulsating and contracting. I try to suppress my moans but you admonish me. You want my moans. You want them to hear my ecstacy next door. Ohhh it will be so embarrassing if they hear me moaning like this. Needy. Nearly whimpering.
I beg you to touch me. Put your hands on me. On my cock. Make me cum. Please. I'm rambling now, my cock throbbing, painful. You wait until I'm quiet and tell me softly, not yet.
