Standing in the door way, was Sam with his mouth wide open. Everything seemed to freeze in that moment.
“I, uh... sorry. I didn't know that anyone was-”Sam started to ramble as he was getting ready to bolt. It was at that moment that the corset made a sudden squeeze, forcing out a moan from Alex's painted lips. This gave Sam pause before he could make it away from the door frame. Alex was still shocked, his mind blank. All he could do was stare into his friend's eyes, his own mouth open in surprise. The silence held in the air only for a breath, replaced once more with the girlish sounds being made by the maid on the bed. This bringing him back to his senses, Alex tried to stop his hand, but once again, was unable to gain control of his cover hand. His hand simply continued manipulating his flattened crotch while Sam watched.
Sam's hand, not so discreetly, adjusted the growing problem in his pants. Unconsciously, Alex's eyes followed the motion of his friend's arm, noticing the effect his unwilling display was having on him. Sam's member was straining the front of his pants in a very obvious way, tenting the fabric with his desire...for Alex. Alex looked on as Sam's hand repositioned his cock under his clothes. That's when he realized that he had not just glanced, but was staring at his friend's cock. Alex's eyes darted back up to Sam's eyes to see if he noticed.
The knowing smile on Sam's face left no doubt, as he took a step forward, “Need a hand?” |