I feel your gaze upon my skin as it crawls from crotch to chest and back again. And when it finally rests at the object that it seeks I stiffen from the heat. It studies every bump, wrinkle and vein as I unfold, lengthen and become hard. Standing straight up, exposed and unashamed I push against your gaze seeking relief. But for you, controlling my erection using your eyes and a few chosen words, is serious play and you work at it. Relief will come, but not against your gaze