Not Bad

by Saber ShadowKitten


One foot, then the second. A pleasant sigh as the shoe hits the floor.

Wrinkled nose. Off come the socks.

Stand. Small cracking in the toes.

A glance in the mirror. Tall. Broad. Slightly haggard.

Straightens posture.

Long, thick fingers work the top button on the shirt.

Second button.

Third.

Fourth.

Fifth.

Sixth.

A stretch and a mini-groan as the shirt is pushed from firm shoulders.

Bare-chested. Pale, but not too pale.

Puff up, puff up.

Grin.

Hand to buckle. Creak of leather.

Hiss of zipper.

Little swoosh as pants drop.

One foot out, then the second. Step closer to the mirror.

Tiny furrow between the brow.

Hands on waistband. Push.

Silky puddle on the floor.

Turn a little to the left. Turn a little to the right.

Flex those cheeks.

Grin.

Double slap. Firm palms on strong buttocks.

Itty-bitty squeeze.

Face front again. Frown and suck in.

Relax.

Rub the Buddha belly.

Shake head and sigh.

Eyes drop lower.

Large thighs. Powerhouse.

Package in between.

Mostly hairless. Not that bad.

Flaccid.

Jump.

Lift of brow. Lift of lips.

Jump. Jump.

Snicker.

Turn. Knees crack. Walk away from mirror.

Not bad, old man.

Not bad at all.



End