...Show me what you really like. As requests went, it seemed to Joe that Scott’s latest one was open to a great deal of interpretation. But, when an envelope contained no further details regarding a submissive’s preference, it obviously fell to the dominant to take up the slack and lead the scene in whichever direction he chose.
Joe was more than happy to oblige with that. As he put the finishing touches to his preparations, he whistled tunelessly under his breath, very happy with the world and his place in it.
Taking a few paces back, he ran a critical eye over his bedroom. Yes, it was all just right. He’d just started lifting his wrist to glance at his watch when a knock sounded against his door.
Punctuality was such a nice trait in a submissive. Joe made his way to the front door, neither rushing nor making a point of keeping his lover waiting. There was no room for games like that in his plans for this evening.
He pulled the door open.
Scott smiled, but his expression quickly changed as he dropped his gaze and took in Joe’s outfit of choice. Apparently, he’d never seen a man open his front door while stark naked, completely hard, and very ready to screw.
Scott’s mouth formed a perfect O. His attention slid all the way down to Joe’s feet before slowly making its way back up his body. When Joe felt Scott had been given enough time to look his fill, he stepped back and let him into the flat.
It would have been wrong to say that Scott pulled himself together at that point. Joe wasn’t sure he’d ever seen the other man achieve “together” in all the time he’d know him, but Scott obediently stepped inside and followed Joe to his bedroom without any complaint. It was close enough.
“That’s new, isn’t it?”
Scott turned toward Joe, just in time to see him close the bedroom door and seal them in there together, but his attention soon shifted back to the huge flat screen TV set up on a low cabinet opposite the foot of Joe’s bed.
“New to my place at least. I borrowed it from a friend,” Joe mentioned, casually, as he took up a position alongside the bed.
“Oh…” Scott frowned in confusion.
“You asked me to show you exactly what I like,” Joe reminded him.
“Yes.” Scott blinked. Everything seemed to click together inside his head. “Of course. Porn!”
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