“I’m proud of you,Ryan.”
I was kind of proud of me too. I relaxed against the wall and smiled when he said that he was proud ofme.
“Now,” Russell said as he looked down. With his index finger and thumb, he pulled my waistband away from my hip and let it snap back against my body. “Take care ofthat.”
I looked down at my erection that was stretching the fabric. I could feel my face get warm. The fabric was pulled tighter over my dick because the band of my underwear was still pulled below my asscheeks.
“No shame, Ryan. Finish off the emotional release with the physicalrelease.”
No shame. After all, he said he was proud of me. Russell took a few steps back, and I pushed the boxer briefs down just low enough to free my harddick.
“Lower,Ryan.”
I looked at him and he gestured to my boxer briefs. I lowered them until he said, “That’sgood.”
