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Disclaimer: Pet Fly and Paramount own the copyright to The Sentinel and its characters. This piece of fan fiction was written solely for the love of the characters and to share freely with other fans. No profit is being made from the posting of this story.
Rating: R Summary: It was just a simple request, really. |
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"Let me see you." Such a simple request, really, but not something I've ever been asked before. I mean, no woman has ever asked to see me jack off. It seems weird somehow, doing 'it' in front of an audience, but then this is my lover, my male lover, and weird just about sums up our relationship! So, I untie my robe and sit, more exposed and more 'naked' I guess, than I've ever been; one leg up on an arm of the yellow chair, while he sits opposite, watching, waiting, hungry for me, almost devouring me with his eyes. He leans forward intently. And I begin.... |
