FREDERICK POV.
I sat still, lifted my arms, and felt him stripping my shirt off my body and up over my head. I looked up at him and had an urge to cover my n*****s like a shy virgin girl. But I didn't. I laid there looking up at him as he stared at me. His erect c**k swayed gently. He knelt down in front of me, reached up and grasped the top of my shorts. "Lift up your hips so I can pull them down."
He just murmured it. It should have been said with more authority. I think back to it and want a reason for why I complied. I have none. I just did as I was told, and felt this man take off my last piece of clothing. Exposing me to his eyes. I put a hand over my lap. "You have a nice c**k, Fred," he said, leading me to his bed.
"Err.... thanks."
"Don't cover it. Lie back and feel the aura
