Prospective Buyer

Check out this flashback from my tumblr archives, and for all of my VIP members, enjoy a few photos of Paul that go with it in the private server. He helped come up with the direction of this story, and he sent the photos to go with it a couple of years ago.

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"I think you’ll really love this unit- it’s had a model tenant living he- Oh!""

Walking out of my bedroom, I ran right into Barb, the leasing manager at my soon to be former apartment complex. I was about to move into my first house, and we’d scheduled a tour for prospective buyers tomorrow… or at least I thought it had been tomorrow.

"I, uh-"

Rooted to the spot, I couldn’t even move as she and a very attractive older man stood there staring at me. I was wearing a thin undershirt that was basically see-through from repeated washings, and I hoped that my briefs hid a little bit more below my waist. I’d started firming up a bit, and I felt the head of my cock press against the fabric, and that finally gave me the momentum to turn on my heel and disappear back into my bedroom.

Planning to take a shower, I disappeared into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror for a few seconds until I heard the door to my apartment close outside and automatically lock. My heart was beating, and I listened to make sure that my place was empty before I moved a muscle. Pulling my sweat soaked shirt over my head and throwing it on the floor where my hamper used to be, I turned on the shower for the water to heat up. As steam began to fill the room, I slipped off my briefs and stood there completely naked as my bathroom door opened to reveal the sexy buyer from earlier.

"Wait, why are you still here? I thought I heard the door close!"

"That was just Barb leaving. I asked for a few minutes to look at the apartment."

Covering myself with my briefs, I prayed that it wasn’t too late, but based on the gleam in his eyes, it was.

"Well, here’s the bathroom. How does it look?"

"Well," he took a few steps towards me as he closed the door behind him, "it’s honestly a little smaller than I first thought it was."

"The bathroom?"

"No."

Before I could confirm what he was talking about, he reached forward and grabbed my small dick easily in his hand. Dropping my briefs, I revealed myself to him, and he knelt down in front of me. My breath caught in my throat as I saw the flash as he took a picture of my two inch shame.

"What are you going to do with that?"

"Not sure yet." He was standing in front of me again, close enough for me to smell the cologne sprayed on his neck. "First, turn that water up a bit… I like it hot."

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I don't typically write content that focuses on size, but when a beautiful man says it turns him on, then I can be persuaded. How many of you are in the same boat?