It was late and I had been on the road all day so I pulled in to a small motel. I got a room that was in the back of the parking lot so I went to get some sleep. When I got out of the car I noticed all the lights in the parking lot were out but thought nothing of it. I went to the motel room and put the key in to the door and felt some guy put a gun to my back and told me to get inside. When I got inside I turned and saw the man had a mask on was holding pistol pointing straight at me. The man spoke in a rough tone telling me to strip.
I started to protest but the man pull the hammer back on the gun and told me that he would shoot me if I did not do what he told me to do. So I slowly pulled my shirt off while watching the man and then pulled my shoes off. Then undid my pants and started to turn around because I was not wearing underwear. The man yelled at me not to turn around because he wanted to see my face. I was standing there trying to cover myself up then the man said "Socks too". He pointed the gun at my balls. So I yanked off the socks. Spread your legs. I want to see your penis.
Slowly, I spread my legs, shocked to feel a stirring in my dick. The mouth of that gun seemed to be 20 feet across, ready to swallow me whole. My heart was hammering in my throat and I could taste my own fear, it tasted like a nickel, not coppery like I'd read about. By rights I should be pissing myself, not getting wood.
The man waggled the gun at me. I want to see an erection. So get one for me now!
Hastily, I grabbed my prick and started jerking at it. The man sat down on the bed, and watched me passively. The gun was pointing off somewhere else, easing the edge to my fear. I stared hard at him, eyes sweeping his body. The man was about the same age as I was and was a medium build. My boner grew in my fist because it was turning me on standing there in front off somebody else with nothing on and stoking my cock. I could feel the man's eyes on me, boring into my naked body, but I really couldn't see his face because of the mask.
He leaned forward and lifted my balls up and forward with the cold barrel of the gun. I almost pissed myself then and there. Incredibly, my dick was harder than it had ever gotten before. He wiggled the gun a bit, lifting my balls this way and that, inspecting them. He waited.
Don't lose that erection. The man ordered, grabbing my pants and going through them. He found my wallet, keys, and a few quarters. He looked through my wallet while I stroked myself. He found my license and said that he was going to write the address down just in case he did not get what he wanted.