Yoga Footjob Novels & Stories

he asks, his voice carrying perfectly across the silent expanse of the penthouse. "I can show you how to do the poses. You carry a terrifying amount of tension in your shoulders, Kirill. A little downward dog would do wonders for your chi." The sudden spike of adrenaline hits my system like a physical blow. The sheer audacity of the suggestion shatters the trance I was trapped in. Speaking of dog poses ignites images that I want to bleach from my brain and causes my cock to swell slightly. This fucking Englishman has to go. "I do not do yoga," I snap, my voice harsh and completely devoid of warmth.

Gio looks playboy with this step. Everyone went in front and we bowed...