“Yeah, look. There’s little dicks on some of them.”
He zooms in on one, revealing dick-shaped leaves on one plant.
“Oh, my God. That’s adorable! I definitely need some.”
“Right?” He traces it, then moves lower to touch another one. “This one has some too. Anyway, you like it?”
I chuckle. “Mm-hmm.”
Jordan goes lower, tracing the one above his balls. “I personally like this one.”
“I definitely agree. It’s very, um… traceable.”
He gets the hint and keeps tracing the design, his cock hardening by the second. I bite my lip, enjoying this.
“I think I want the whole view again.”
Jordan pulls the phone back, letting me see his whole glorious package. The bulge is unmistakably hard, straining against the fabric.
“It’s, uh, very… big.”
Jordan laughs hard, pulling the camera away.
“Hey, no! I did not say you could stop! This was my surprise. Let me enjoy it.”
Jordan resumes, tracing the length of his cock with long, sensual strokes. Then he slowly pulls the waistband down to reveal his head. “How about this one? You like that?”
“Mmm. Now that one is definitely my favorite.”
“Yeah?”
“You should trace that one too.”
Jordan does, dragging his finger slowly across his slit a few times. He angles it to get me a good view as he swirls his finger around the tip.
I lick my lips. “You have such a beautiful dick. I want to suck it so bad.”
Jordan’s face appears for a moment as he gives me a seductive wink. He spits on his hand, then slips it in his underwear. “How’s that? Is that like you sucking me?”
“You tell me. Is it wet enough?”
He spits again, pulling more of his shaft out to coat it. It glistens in the light.
“Shit, Jordan. You’re making me hard.”
He returns the camera to his face. “Want me to stop?”
I raise my brows. “You do, and I’ll never forgive you!”
He chuckles and bites his lip, but it falls a little flat. “That’s… the other thing, though. I don’t… I don’t know if I can do this very often, so I don’t… fuck, this is more difficult than I expected. What I mean is, I don’t get turned on easily.”
I hear the worry in his voice, like he thinks I’m going to expect this every time now. “I know. You already told me. I’m never going to expect anything,” I say softly. “When you’re in the mood, we’ll take advantage of it. And when you’re not, we’ll do other things. I only want it if you do.”
His face softens. “I want it more, though. That’s what I’m saying. I haven’t felt this in…” His eyes shudder, lips parting. “Fuck, this is good.” Whatever he’s doing is driving him wild. I love watching it.
“Then don’t stop, okay?” I breathe.Please don’t stop.
Jordan angles the camera down again, letting me watch as he pumps his cock in easy, firm strokes. He really is big. And thick too, with dark veins and ridges on the underside. It would feel incredible in my throat.
