"See something you like, little man?"
The huge man stood there in the bathroom, capturing your reaction.
You had seen him around the house party. I mean, how could you not notice a man that size? To say you were fascinated would be an understatement. Normally, big men was the type you gravitated to. Maybe it was because you stood 5'4", weighing in at a jacked 165lbs. You were very proud of every bit of that weight. The struggle to put it on had taken years of heavy lifting and calorie consumption.
But that did not diminish your desire to be enveloped in a big man's arms. And here was a BIG man. It was hard to keep from glancing at him. Again, and again. Until you started feeling that you were getting too intensely obsessed and you didn't want to be creepy.
So, you said goodbye to your friends, set down what remained of your 6th tonic soda and lime, then headed for the bathroom before you had to drive home. You had a full tank and really had to let go.
Now this. He stood there, with his bulge heavily hanging out of his pants. His very sizable bulge, by the way. It was like your brain just short circuited. As if you couldn't take it in all at once. It was just too unexpected. You froze in the act of closing the door behind you.
You almost pissed yourself with shock (almost). Your mouth spoke without a brain connection. With obvious wonder in your voice. "Sooo BIG...". You drew out the 'soo', making you think of a little boy telling his father how much he had grown. The moment stretched on and on while your face grew flushed with reaction. (and something else quite a bit lower.)
The room transformed into a beautiful place around him. His smile has some serious wattage. It was open, happy, sincere and innocently friendly. It touched his eyes in a mischievous and playful way.
He chuckled. "You should have seen your face.", he said. Then stopped and considered for a moment. Well, you will when I show it you." You stayed in place, not speaking.
He grew concerned. "Sorry if this was too much, I guess it was funnier in my head." You just stood there, staring and unmoving, fist gripped around the doorknob and struggling to control the dizzying want inside.
He started to get nervous. He started putting himself back together. "Oh man, I'm sorry if you don't.. I mean, I thought... The way you kept looking at me, I mean... I heard you saying goodbye and I wanted to meet you... and you're so incredibly sexy. " He stiffened in the act of stuffing himself back into his shorts, realizing what he was saying, mouth clamping shut and eyes opening wide.
There was a beat of silence. Then, looking him right in the eye, you slowly closed the bathroom door.
"I'm Xander", you extend your hand, taking control of the situation, "better shake it before I take a piss."
He glanced at the hand, then back at my eyes (for permission?), then he relaxed and that smile appeared again. Humor danced in his eyes.
"Brandon", he said, his massive paw engulfing mine. We performed a single up and down.
"You're right, I did want to meet you. A lot. But I didn't want to be a creep", you said.
He laughed; the sound was amazing. It made me almost swoon all over again just to hear it. He sounded relieved.
"I thought I was being too loud and obvious." he shared "I saw you when you first came in and, I don't know. You have this thing about you", he stammered a bit. As if he wanted to express something but didn't have the words for it. "I just really wanted to meet you," his voice trailed off.
"Yeah, I know", you said looking him in the eye, "Tell you what, Brandon", you said, using the tone you used when running a presentation,
"Let me take care of my business in here, then you can walk me to my car. Does that work for you?"
You said it decisively as if it were already a foregone conclusion. Then, you gave him your own mischievous smirk. (Your friends say it looks like a leprechaun on crack who would just as soon stab you than to grant you a wish.)
"Yeah!" he said emphatically "yeah, that would be great!", he left, looking over his shoulder at you as he closd the door.
As you stepped up to the toilet, you thought to yourself. "Hmmm. This has possibilities." You were already picturing him on his hands and knees wearing a your collar....
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