I didn’t want anything from him except his full-lipped mouth surrounded by light razor stubble, his muscular thighs, the chest with defined pectorals that tapered into a tier of abs, the small line that crept up from the patch of brown pubic hair and ended at the knot of his navel, and the long cock that jutted out from that patch, and his ass, pale and tight and dimpled, very lightly dusted with blond down. At first it hardly mattered to me what resided within this form.
