Page 27 of What I've Tasted of Desire

As I walked past the sauna, I could hear men moaning. I couldn’t help but look through the pane of clear glass. There were four men in the steam room, all completely naked. One of them was on their hands and knees getting fucked by an older guy while he sucked another man off on the bench. A voyeur in the corner was jerking himself as he enjoyed the show.

I hated how my body responded to the scene, my erection already straining. I pried my eyes away from the window and continued to my assigned room. I turned the key inside the knob’s lock, and the flimsy door gave way to a dim space the size of a massage room. A cot-style bed was pushed up against the wall, and a petite blond twink sat perched up the foot of it. He stared a bit as I opened the door, and immediately set his phone face-down on the small table next to a bottle of lube and a bowl of condoms.

“Hello,” the guy said. He was bare-chested, his pale nipples standing at rock-hard attention from the drafty building. He was nice looking, if you were into over-the-top pretty boys, I guess. Maybe 19, I’d assume. Definitely no more than 20. He had full lips, a compact, tight body, and a thin gold ring in his nostril.

“Uh, hi.” I made my way fully into the small room, closing the door behind me. I fought the urge to back fully into the door to leave as much space between us as possible.

“Michael, right?”

I nodded, confirming the name he’d been told well before I had gotten here.

He languorously unfolded himself from the bed and walked over to me. “I’m Tiegan,” he said, raising his hands up to rest them on my pecs.

I grabbed his wrists like his touch would set me on fire. “Please don’t touch me,” I told him, trying to keep my tone as even as possible.

He took his hands back and put them up apologetically. “Sorry. Is there anything else you’d like me to know?”

“Yes. I have a boyfriend, and I’m a virgin. I want to make sure I’m going to be a good sexual partner for him, and I especially don’t want to hurt him. I hate the fact that I’ve saved myself all these years for him, and now I’m going to blow that. But I just can’t think of any other way to make sure I at least have a baseline grasp on being a gentle, pleasure-giving top.”

Tiegan pursed his lip thoughtfully, understanding stretching across his face. “Your boyfriend is a very lucky guy.”

“I’m the lucky one,” I said, feeling myself smile with just the memory of kissing him.Which reminds me.“No kissing, either. Please.”

He held up a placating hand. “Sure. Would you like to get undressed? How would you like to begin?”

“Um, shouldn’t I pay you first?”

“You’ll take care of all of that with Jason. I have nothing to do with the money part.”

Eager to get this awkward situation rolling, I began unbuttoning my shirt. Tiegan watched as I undressed, a crooked smile on his face like he appreciated what he saw. I hoped that he did, even if he was getting paid. If he liked my body, I reasoned, so might Alex.

I skimmed out of my jeans and kicked them aside, deciding to leave my briefs on until I had decided exactly how much I was going to commit to thislearning experience.

“You’ve got a big dick,” he said, unashamedly ogling my bulge before licking his full lips.

“There’s only one mouth that will ever be on my body again. Sorry.”

“That’s a shame, but you’re the boss. What’s next?”

“When’s the last time you were fucked?”

“Three days ago.”

“Have you opened yourself up?”

“I was instructed not to.”

“Good. Can you please take off your underwear and lie down on your stomach. I’d like to finger you.”

The boy nodded and did as he was told, slipping out of his thong, and climbing up onto the bed. “Do you want me on my hands and knees, or actually laying on my tummy?”

“Um, the second one. If you don’t mind.”

He got himself down on the cot and spread his legs out a bit, giving me a nice view of his hole as I stood over him at the foot of the cot.

“You have a nice pink hole,” I told him. “If I weren’t committed, I’d love to taste it.”

He didn’t respond, which was for the best. “I’m going to touch you now. I don’t want to startle you…” He nodded, and I ran my fingers along the crack of his ass, the pads of my fingers brushing against his entrance. I felt it pucker underneath my touch, and it sent a pang straight to my nuts.

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