"Hm?" It looked like he noticed it as well. "It looks like it won't stretch wider than this right now. We should probably use the lube."
But didn't he find it suspicious that it didn't stretch out more than that despite this not being my first time?
It looked like he didn't care to ask. Maybe it was natural to feel this tight even if you've had sex a couple of times. I thought that was and used that to comfort myself.
"Alright, let's get back to the room." He said. "I'll make sure to prepare you thoroughly there." He said and suddenly held on to the back of my thigh with both hands.
It wasn't what I was thinking, right?
He wasn't going to...
Before I realized it, he had lifted me off the ground, spreading my legs to wrap them around his body and holding my thighs firmly.
It startled me and I held him tight.
"Why? Is this a first for you?" He asked and I nodded without hesitation. "So, how does it feel?"
How is this supposed to feel? It's... It's...
I raised my head and looked at his eyes, waiting for something from me.
Just what did he want to hear?
"It startled me at first but..." I looked at the ground. When last did someone lift me off my feet like this? "...it's not bad."
"You sure? Then would you like us to do it in this style as well?" He asked and my face flushed.
Was this what he was after?
Our statures were worlds apart with me being lean and him being fit and taller.
But still, he was carrying me without a single sign of a strain, as if I weighed nothing.
I guess he didn't get those abs by sheer luck, or was blessed with them. He worked hard, it seems.
And that's why he was carrying me so well.
If it's him, then we might probably be able to do it like this, and I wouldn't be scared of falling.
With a little blush on my cheeks, I nodded and this made his face brighten up.
"Oh wow, I love that you're open to trying new things." He said and started walking away towards the bedroom.
"I... I want to try a lot of things." I said subtly. "But nothing that'll give me pain, of course."
"Of course, of course. I can't bring pain to my little Bunny." He said as he kissed the corner of my face. "I'm not a total fan of that but if my partner wants it, I could give it a try."
So he does indulge in BDSM.
"But for you, none of that." He said. "I gave you my word, remember?"
I nodded but then I realized something poking me. It felt like his belt.
Since he didn't take his pants off, maybe that was it.
"Is something wrong?" He asked.
"Well, your... Your belt seems to be poking me."
Since my butt was positioned just above his pants, or was it directly on top, I could feel the impact of his belt head with every step he took.
But 'Mike' looked at me, puzzled for a minute, and then grinned.
"Oh baby," he leaned closer, whispering, "I'm not wearing my belt though."
What?
That was when I realized his belt as well as his shirt were on the chair. He had taken it off earlier.
Then, if it wasn't his belt then what was poking my behind?
As soon as I thought of that, I stiffened up, immediately realizing what it was.
No way. How? Just how was his so big that I could feel it from all the way there?
And he... He was hard?
"Haha, you seem to have figured it out." He said and started laying me down on the bed. "I told you, didn't I? Cute guys like you are my type. It's not easy to stay soft while holding you and making you shudder."
Ah.
I watched him with saliva stuck in my throat. I couldn't swallow down. Not yet. Not while I was seeing something so big pointed up that even his pants couldn't hide it.
Was that how big he got when he got aroused?
So, he has not just a hot body, not just a hot face, but his dick was on fire as well?
This man was pretty much blessed with everything.
But wait... Why isn't a man like this in a relationship at least?
This random question suddenly flew through my mind without permission, disrupting my whole thought process.
"Anyway, let's forget about me for now." 'Mike' said. "I promised to explore your body and that's what I'll do."
"Then, what about your...?"
"This thing?" He pointed at his dick and I looked at it. It was barely staying in place, if you ask me. "Just ignore it." How could I? "It won't go down anyway. Not with you in front of me."
I finally gulped down. This man was clearly stating that the reason he was so hard right now, the reason he won't be able to calm it down, was because of me.
I felt proud for some reason.
Being wanted so much gave a certain sense of satisfaction that I had never felt before. It felt even better than knowing I was his type.
"Now, shall we get started?" He asked, kneeling on the bed as he planned to crawl up to me when I pointed out that his pants were wet.
"If... If you're going to use them tomorrow, you'll need them to be dry so you should take..." I blushed. "Take them off," I said and he looked at me with a cunning grin.
"Are you sure you're not just saying that so you can see my cock as early as possible?" He asked and I quickly shook my head, frantically.
"No, not at all."
"Haha, it's fine. I'm just messing with you." He said and then got back on his feet, zipping down his zipper and then took off his pants, hanging them on the side so they would quickly dry off by the morning.
My eyes were fixed on this man.
He was on his briefs but from there, ah... I could see the monster he carried in his pants.
It was scary.
He walked towards the little bedside table and picked up the sachet of lube before crawling into the bed with me.
"'Bunny' there's no excuse for us not to get started now, right?" He asked, ripping the top of the lube and then poured it directly on my average size... No, who am I kidding? With his on display, I was little compared to him.
He poured the lube on my little dick and I shuddered. This feeling... It was cold.
And with this, I was about to dive down a very unfamiliar road.