Part 1 is [here](http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/65t409/we_were_supposed_to_be_professionals_fm/).
I’ll never forget the feeling of gazing into his eyes, still catching my breath after the intense orgasm he had given me with his hands and lips and tongue. Glen looked like he had genuinely enjoyed himself. This made my lust for him – which was already substantial – kick into overdrive.
With effort, I pushed us off the bed so that we were standing. Again I was struck by how much taller he was than I am.
There’s a moment before first seeing someone naked that feels stopped in time. I pause to wonder what their body will feel like under my fingertips. What funny tanlines will decorate their body. What style of underwear they wear. Where the most sensitive spots are. Where the biggest scar will be. And, if they have a penis, what it will be like. Will it curve? Cut, or uncut? Will it be most sensitive to my tongue running along the base, or up along the ridge? Earlier, he had talked about experiencing difficulties with hardness. (Not surprising; it can happen to men of all ages and is no big deal.) I didn’t care about how hard, curved, thick, or long his dick was. I just hoped I would be able to swallow his cum.