Shawn and Dale's Story (MM)

Virginal Delights 1

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 11,910
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Shawn Todd is secretly into guys but he’s never experimented because he comes from a small town in Texas where the last thing you'd want to do is admit you might be gay. He’s offered a job in Los Angeles and on the way his car breaks down in Pahrump, Nevada. He doesn’t have enough money to get his car fixed and he notices an employment advertisement for inexperienced bi-curious men from a local brothel named Pepper’s Palace.

Dale Leonard is a successful lawyer from Los Angeles who's looking for more of a connection than the average hook-up available at Pepper's Palace. He's ready to spend some serious cash to be with someone like Shawn. Pepper arranges the entire night for these two men to take what they need from each other. But the searing connection between them turns into something way more than either one of them expected.

Be Warned: m/m sex

Shawn and Dale's Story (MM)
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Shawn and Dale's Story (MM)

Virginal Delights 1

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 11,910
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“Do you mind if I shower? It was a long drive.” He asked as he began to unbutton his shirt.

“Of course not.” I averted my gaze politely. I was about to have sex with the man but I didn’t want to see his bare chest? I sat on the edge of the bed and he disappeared into the bathroom. After a few seconds I heard the shower.

I was seized with the desire to run. It was now or never. If I left this room and disappeared into the evening, I wouldn’t have to go through with this. Of course I wouldn’t have the money to get my car fixed either. And that curiosity and hunger to be with a man would still gnaw at me. I sighed and rubbed my tired eyes. When the shower stopped my heart leapt into my throat and I stared with apprehension at the bathroom door.

He stepped into the room with a cloud of steam billowing behind him. He had on nothing but a towel around his narrow waist and I was intimidated by how perfect his body was. Long sinewy legs and defined abs boasted of someone who put effort into their appearance. I glanced down at my robe-clad physique, hoping my body would appeal to him. I didn’t resemble a supermodel like him, but I had a naturally athletic young guy build.

We watched each other in silence. I wouldn’t have been able to speak anyway since my heart was beating so quickly I was out of breath. He twisted his lips as if he was deep in thought and then he approached me. My stomach felt like an upright washing machine, twirling and rolling with agitation.

He stopped a few inches from me and the scent of coconut body wash filled my nostrils. “Do you think it’s weird that I pay for sex?” he asked softly.

I could see the color of his eyes up close like this. They were light blue with a dark ring around the iris. I found the question surprising because he almost sounded uncertain. “Not weird exactly. Unexpected, maybe, because you’re…really attractive.”

He smiled and dimples appeared in his smooth cheeks. “I probably would think it’s strange if our positions were reversed. But I like getting away from my home turf and coming here. It’s freeing.”

“I can understand that.” Wasn’t that exactly why I’d been traveling across the country, to find someplace where I could explore who I was instead of playing the role that was expected of me?

I relaxed a little. He was more thoughtful than I’d pictured and it helped me calm down a bit. He wasn’t just a sex-crazed weirdo who was going to jump my bones the second he walked in the door. Something about his gentle tone and warm glance let me see he wasn’t someone who would use me thoughtlessly. He actually cared what I thought of him. That was so unexpected some of the tension left my body.

He reached out and brushed my jaw with his warm hand, and a weird tingling ran along my throat and straight to my chest. “Good.”

“Why did…do…you want an inexperienced guy?”

He grimaced. “Obviously the guys who usually work here are seasoned. Maybe it’s stupid, but I hate the idea that I’m simply another body on the assembly line of men who pass through.” He shrugged and then began speaking in a fake robotic voice. “Insert penis into customer, scream ‘oh baby’ and come. Have a nice day.”

I laughed. “You do a good android imitation.”

“I’m a corporate lawyer. I work with robots all day long.” His warm smile gave me goosebumps.

God he was gorgeous. Why was he paying for sex again?

He trailed his fingers down my throat to my collarbone and I shivered. My cock was warming, and hardening between my legs as he spoke softly, “Sometimes sex just seems so cold and meaningless lately. I’m not necessarily looking for love, but I’m looking for a real connection with someone. You know?”

“Yeah.” My legs were weak at his caress, and I wanted to touch him too, but I was shy.

He swiped his thumb over my bottom lip and I sighed, which elicited a smile from him. “Sex should mean something. It should be intimate and personal.”

My dick was tenting the robe now. All he had to do was look down and he’d be able to see I was turned on. He could have hung his jacket on my erection and yet all he’d done was lightly touch my body. Jesus, I was never going to last. I’d probably cream myself if he even pretended like he was going to touch my cock.

“I didn’t even know I liked guys until college.” I don’t know why I blurted that out. But he nodded and cupped my cheek.

“Yeah?”

I nodded and pressed my palm to my gut. “There’s like this hunger inside me that I have to fill.”

“See, now I like knowing that. That’s a glimpse into the real you and I want that.”

“Okay.” There’s plenty more naive nonsense where that came from.

When he slipped his hands inside my robe I almost yelped. His firm hands smoothed down my waist to my hips. Digging his fingers into my flesh, he pulled me closer and covered my mouth gently with his. He had an erection, and he tasted like toothpaste, his tongue warm and trembling against mine. A whimper escaped me, and I would have been embarrassed if I hadn’t been so turned on.

He slid his hand over my abs lower and lower as my heart pounded in my chest. When he wrapped his hand around my cock I groaned and leaned against him because it felt so good. “That’s nice,” I whispered.

“Yeah?” he asked, squeezing my dick gently. “You like it when I touch you?”

I nodded. “I’ve never had a guy’s hands on me before.” I shivered and bit back the moans that gathered in my throat at the delicious friction of his rubbing fingers.

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