He didn’t have egocentric tendencies, but he did like to have his ego stroked from time to time and the gesture of appreciation made him giddy. The speed the farmer undressed him with didn’t hurt, either. He stood in front of the man naked in record time. As much as he wanted to feel his cock encased in the other man’s mouth, however, this interlude wasn’t about him. “Lie down on the bed.” Hank’s voice had become deep and sultry. He wrapped his hand around Hank’s cock and began stroking him slowly. The delicious friction made his mind fog and forced a low moan out of his throat. “What if I don’t want to lie down?” “Trust me, you do.” “What if I want to kneel in front of you and take your amazing cock into my mouth?” Hank’s knees wanted to buckle under the erotic force of the imagery, but he forced himself to remain standing. “I’d remind you of your recent hospital visit and how you lost quite a bit of blood.
