Forced to Forever
"I'm so sorry, Bob, I didn't mean to suggest anything you wouldn't like. But at least, let's relieve the pressure a little bit, so you're more comfortable."
And I drop to my knees and pull down his zipper, all in one motion. He has stopped trying to say anything, and has sagged against the door, a look almost of pain on his face.
Now it's my turn to gasp. Oh my god! He's a commando! Not a shred of underwear, and that monster cock almost comes right out of the open fly!
Before he can say or do anything, I reach in and pull it loose. "Now, isn't that much better?"