Meeting Master Jay: Chapter 6

Master Jay had already taken his tank top off in the bathroom. He raised his arm behind his head, exposing his large armpit and biceps and admiring his reflection in the mirror. I was admiring his beautiful muscular physique too, and I was standing behind him. I couldn’t decide whether to look at him from the back or in the mirror to see him from the front.

Then our eyes met in the mirror and he grinned. Instead of saying anything, he just used his other hand to signal with one finger for me to approach his pit. I inched forward, putting my head under his pit, smelling his manly musk and sweat. He used his free hand to push my head in and I extended my tongue to lick it. In my mind I thought, “god, thank you Sir for this, and thank you for not wearing deodorant.” After a few good licks, his big hand just moved me like a doll to lick under his other pit. But it’s not just about the destination. On my way to his other pit I brushed against his pumped chest and his beautiful nipples. That just makes me weak in the knees to see them up close after so many months of seeing him only through my phone.

”Such a desperate eager fag, aren’t you?” he said.

“Yes Sir,” I said, just as he pushed me away.

“Get undressed and get into the bathtub!” he ordered.