Chapter 2

With my heart triggering and pounding in my lean chest, I see the uncut cock between his legs. The man moves the bar of creamy soap from one thigh to the other; strong palms working skin and suds and muscles. He now stretches the bar up and over the blond triangle patch of pubic hair that looks like canyon brush. Next, the bar of soap slowly moves down the wide dick. He pulls on the end of his cockhead, stretching its rope-like length with ease and enjoyment.