Richard commented, “Sure, I'll sit here and watch.” Richard pulled my shirt out from under my jeans. There was no question about it now. I would be naked. And quickly I was from the waist up. My arm pits were exposed. That felt like an unpermitted invasion of my privacy. I know it sounds silly. I could feel the cooling in them as the nervous perspiration evaporated. My dick was feeling tight. I had lost any control of it. My left arm lay across the face of Roy. I could feel the his warm breath against my wrist and the softness of his lips under it. My senses were in high gear. I was hard, as hard as it could get. Shit!