“Well, I want to be attractive to you,” I
murmured.
It was Logan’s turn to pull back. He looked
at me strangely, and then he laughed.
“Do you think I normally nibble on the necks
of people I don’t find attractive, Tom?”
“No,” I admitted, a little flustered, and
more than a little embarrassed. “I just think because I’m so much
bigger than you that when you go to get on me, you’re not going to
think I’m hot.”
“Believe me, Tom. I love the idea of being on
top of you,” Logan said.
“What if things aren’t, you know?” I
asked.
“No, I don’t know, Tom. If things aren’t
what?”
“Tight,” I mumbled.
“Tight?” Logan asked. “Are you serious?”
“Well, with our height difference and
everything,” I said.
“Yes, Tom, you’re bigger than average, and
I’m a little on the short side, but it’s not like a Chihuahua and a
Great Dane. My dick may not be as large as yours, but it’s good
sized, and even if it weren’t, think about where I’m putting it