When I feel my trousers tighten, I come to realise that I am aroused again. In bashfulness, I try to draw myself away from Oliver to prevent him from finding me aroused.
However instead, Oliver slides his hand up my bottom and to the front, until he lays his palm over my crotch and wraps his fingers around the bulge.
"Umh…" in surprise, I grip onto Oliver's blouse and softly push him away, at the same time forcing our lips to separate. I gasp, "Oliver… W-what are you doing…?"
On the spur of the moment, Oliver wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close, until there is no distance between our bodies. Earnestly he whispers in my ear, "Let me help you."
With his gaze fixed on my face, he bends his knees and tardily squats down to the floor. As I pant, he undoes my belt and trousers, and he gently pulls them down my thighs.
"Oliver…"
Slowly, my membrum slips out of the garments. It unveils into our sight looking stiff and swollen.
