My continued journey into exhibitionism and male to male sexuality. Thank you again to all those who have taken their time to vote, comment and follow.
As always, all names and locations have been changed to maintain anonymity.
As I gathered up the things I'd been ordered to collect, it occurred to me that Phillip had possibly planned this too. How else would everything be here ready and waiting? My cock stiffened even more, if that were possible. The buzz I felt thinking he'd gone out of his way to plan this, just for me, was a rush.
I couldn't believe the effect he was having on me. The bubble of sexual energy I'd felt last night had returned to envelope me. I wandered back down the hallway to the living room trying to balance everything and not spill any water from the bowl. My cock bounced as I did and I could feel strings of precum hitting my thighs
When I got back I saw Phillips eyes move to my erection. That feeling of exposure and embarrassment returned, along with the overwhelming thought of how much I liked it. I still couldn't get my head around it, but remembered what Phillip had told me regarding exhibtionism. All I knew at that time was how hard it made me to be naked in front of him.
He told me put the bowl and the shaving items on his desk before telling me to stand in front of him with my hands behind my head, knees and ankles together. Once again he walked around me then told me that whenever I was told to strip this would be the postion I should adopt.
"This is your display position" he told me. As I nodded my understanding I noticed the bulge pushing at the front of his trousers. My head was a mixture of torture and immense sexual excitement. My own erection was completely out of my control. As if it was acting independently. I'd never experienced that before, until Phillip.
I was still getting to grips with the words he'd spoken. "Whenever you're told to strip" and "display position". Comfirmation that he fully intended to do this again. It felt like he already had some kind of hold on me. This completely ordinary man, some would even say ugly, made me so excited.
It all just felt so right.
He stood in front of me and asked me if anyone had told me I had nipples like a woman's. I didn't understand right away. "Look how big your areolae are" he told me as I looked down. "And those nipples are very big for a man" he said. I'd never even thought about them until that moment, but he was right. My nipples were rock hard and jutting out around half an inch. "Thick too" he told me. He took each one and rolled them between forefinger and thumb. Oh my god! It felt like an electric shock running right down to my cock. As he pulled and pinched my nipples, my cock twitched and oozed precum.
I'd never realised how much pleasure I could get from my nipples and I've never forgotten. To this day they are a regular part of any sexual play I have.
Phillip continued pulling and tweaking my nipples, getting rougher as he did. The harder he pinched, the more I gasped and moaned. I began to lose balance, such was the intensity of his actions. He reminded me to keep in the "display position", so I did as he told me. He carried on working my nipples very hard. The pain was deep, but at the same time it made my erection even stronger. I was just at the point where I thought I was going to ejaculate when he suddenly stopped, leaving me literally gasping.
"Time to get rid of that hair" he told me smiling. He walked over to his desk, bringing the chair he used and put it in front me, so the back faced me. He told me to bend over it and grip the seat. Then, using his foot, he pushed my legs apart so they rested on outer side of the rear chair legs. He moved behind me and I heard him plug in the electric clippers, before using one hand to pull my left buttock open. Then he began to use them to remove the hair, moving from the left cheek to the right cheek, taking care not to nip my skin, yet getting as close as he could.
