He had left me there.
There I was kneeling at attention in the middle of the room, hole plugged, and eyes covered by this hood. He had walked out of the room 10?...20?...30 minutes ago? I don't actually know. The shower water shut off. My mind began to race a bit thinking of the room I saw when I turned around to suck his cock. Just a glimpse. But I saw a sling. A large bed. A bench of some kind. And a shallow cabinet in the corner.
The door opened. He walked over to me. I could tell he was naked. The overwhelming smell of that clean man scent filled my nose. He raised me to my feet from under my armpits with ease. I felt myself get lifted off the ground and over his shoulder. He took a few steps and lay me down on the bed.
Laying on my back, feet flat, and legs spread. He positioned himself in between my legs with his cock resting next to my caged cock. For the first time, I began to strain a bit. He just sat and took in my body for a moment. He reached for the plug and began to pull it out slowly until the end popped out.
"Ya know, you really are a pretty boi. Much prettier without all that scruff all over your body. I'm a lucky man." He ran his thumbs over my nipples with hands flat on my chest. I gasped and moaned softly. His hands ran slowly down my sides and under my ass. He squeezed and let out a low growl. I let out a slight moan. Feeling his hair against my smooth skin was driving me crazy.
He continued to run his hands up my legs and lifted them up onto his shoulder. I couldn't believe how good his hands felt against my smooth legs as he ran past my calves and grabbed my feet.
I felt so vulnerable right then. My legs bent and pressed against my chest as he examined every part of my body. He suddenly moved his hands under my knees and spread my legs open still pushing them all the way back. I could feel the air on my hole. He spit. It hit my hole. He moved forward and rubbed it in with his cock.
He leaned forward and gave my neck a peck. I arched my back a bit. He dove back in, kissing my neck deeply while running his tongue all over the place. I started to take in every part of him. The way he way pressing against my smooth chest with his hairy one. His weight on top of me I couldn't get enough of. I was starting to melt into him.
"How are you doing, boi?"
"Really...good...Sir." I was trying to catch my breath.
"And it's about to get even better."
He climbed onto my chest. "Open your mouth. You're going to make me feel good. Is that what you want?"
"Yes, Sir."