"Kinky..." ((I'll use joe you can use whoever))
45. My muse does a strip tease for your muse. (Keith and Peter, because I can’t decide)
Peter was mildly shy to remove his clothes, but managed it slowly. Keith was more for it.
Starting with their ties, and moving to the buttons of their shirts. Keith smoothed his hand down his abs, opening his shirt that way. Moving his slender fingers around the rim of his jeans before starting to undo them.
Peter moved his hands down to untuck his shirt from his trousers, parting his shirt slightly but more or less nervous to. He was slower with undoing his jeans, not smoothing his hands anywhere across his body. Taking his jeans off as sexually as he could, while Keith removed his shirt with the whole feeling that he knew what he was doing and how attractive he was.
The somewhat short of the two men, soon moved his shirt off his shoulders. His skin though so very sun kissed, had such similar marbling of white scars as Keith. Almost similar in violence at their gain, equally as jagged. Only his gut didn’t have an odd look of somewhat denting in.
Soon standing in their boxers before him, with it being near quite obvious they were well endowed.