The thick smell of smouldering wood invaded his nostrils and he spluttered, opened his eyes and tried to focus. For a moment, panic gripped him, the memory of where he was vague, images blurry, nothing defined. Smoke from the burning logs in the grate filled the room, stinging his eyes. He rubbed away the grit and the tears with his fists and sat up. He was n***d, the bedclothes thrown back revealing his body, and his groin smeared with a sort of grease, a grease that burned but not in any way unpleasant. In fact, as he grew more aware of his surroundings, sensations developing across his lower abdomen, a comforting warmth, a tingling through his member which grew into something quite delicious.
He fell back on the bed, groaning as his erection stuck out like a post, pulsing with intensit
