pleasing me? Besides, I’m trying to pleasure you right now. You’re not on the clock, Adam.”
“I know. Still. I want to. I want to please you.”
“You do. You being here makes me so very happy.”
Adam moaned for him, kissed him carefully.
“Every new relationship takes time to develop. You’re used to jumping in and knowing exactly what the master you’re helping needs. We need to start from the beginning. Which is far more exciting.” He kissed Adam on the nose. “If also scary.”
“A bit, yes.”
“Only a bit?” He licked at Adam’s lips.
“I don’t like being out of control. I’m not good at it.”
“No, but I think it’s good for you. I think you need to be pushed beyond your control to find out how deeply you can feel.”
“I don’t have an answer for you, Matt. This...”
“Is something I want. Do you? Are you willing to try? Do you want to try with me?”
“I’d try for you, yes.”
“Good. Then let’s just see where this goes.”
Adam nodded. “I swear, I am not a problem for my other masters.”
He laughed and rubbed their noses together. “No. They never got the real you.”
“No. No, I couldn’t work like that.”
“I want the real you. That’s all, Adam.” It was everything.
Adam met his eyes, suddenly looking young. “That’s a lot, Matt.”
“I know.”
Adam kissed him, the act slow, painfully gentle.
“I want every single piece of you.” He brought their mouths together again, letting Adam take another infinite kiss. Adam moaned for him, deep and low, body pressing close. “See? That’s all I want from you. How you feel. How you really feel.”
Adam nodded, kissed him again, the sound pushing into his lips almost desperate. He fucked Adam’s mouth with his tongue. Sweet, swollen -- Adam tasted like fucking heaven. This was the taste of his man.
Adam seemed just as eager to taste him, tongue sliding on his, hands still on the headboard. He slid his fingers through Adam’s hair, stroking his scalp. Adam leaned into the touch, head heavy, hair soft as silk. His fingers drifted down along Adam’s neck, over his shoulders. He was amazed all over again by the soft, smooth skin.
“Do you shave your chest?”
“No, Matt. I had electrolysis.”
“I like it. Did you do it for yourself?” Or for the many men Adam played sub to?
“It was good for business. Smooth chests are popular. I didn’t do my pubic area. I left it.”
“Good for business.” He pursed his lips.
“Yes.” Adam met his eyes. “I let men use me as their fantasy, Matt. That’s how I make my living.”
“I know. I don’t like it because you’re mine. I don’t want anyone else to touch you.”
“Too bad. I have an appointment for a flogging tomorrow at noon, and I’m demonstrating anal beads at the Hammer at eight.” Adam looked at him quite seriously. “I have to work, Matt. I have to feed myself.”
Everything inside him clenched. “I know.”
Adam’s hands left the headboard, fingers on his cheek. “This isn’t going to work, Matt. I’m sorry; I’m happy to be your friend, but you need a lover, a man who can be only yours.”
He shook his head. “But you are mine. You’ve said yourself that you don’t get involved with any of those men.”
“No. No, I don’t, but that doesn’t change things.” Adam’s eyes were so sad.
“I want to try, Adam. You’re special, and what we have together is special.” He needed to be man enough to allow Adam to earn his living with his body. He needed to trust in what was between them.
Adam sighed softly. “That’s not very fair to you, Matt.”
“I have a deep feeling that you’re worth it.”
Adam chuckled, the sound somehow weak. Pale.
“You do feel it, don’t you? That there’s a connection here?” He had to know this wasn’t one-sided.
“I do.” Those hands kept moving, soothing him, petting him.
“Then stay and give me what you don’t give anyone else.” He bent and brought their
“I know. Still. I want to. I want to please you.”
“You do. You being here makes me so very happy.”
Adam moaned for him, kissed him carefully.
“Every new relationship takes time to develop. You’re used to jumping in and knowing exactly what the master you’re helping needs. We need to start from the beginning. Which is far more exciting.” He kissed Adam on the nose. “If also scary.”
“A bit, yes.”
“Only a bit?” He licked at Adam’s lips.
“I don’t like being out of control. I’m not good at it.”
“No, but I think it’s good for you. I think you need to be pushed beyond your control to find out how deeply you can feel.”
“I don’t have an answer for you, Matt. This...”
“Is something I want. Do you? Are you willing to try? Do you want to try with me?”
“I’d try for you, yes.”
“Good. Then let’s just see where this goes.”
Adam nodded. “I swear, I am not a problem for my other masters.”
He laughed and rubbed their noses together. “No. They never got the real you.”
“No. No, I couldn’t work like that.”
“I want the real you. That’s all, Adam.” It was everything.
Adam met his eyes, suddenly looking young. “That’s a lot, Matt.”
“I know.”
Adam kissed him, the act slow, painfully gentle.
“I want every single piece of you.” He brought their mouths together again, letting Adam take another infinite kiss. Adam moaned for him, deep and low, body pressing close. “See? That’s all I want from you. How you feel. How you really feel.”
Adam nodded, kissed him again, the sound pushing into his lips almost desperate. He fucked Adam’s mouth with his tongue. Sweet, swollen -- Adam tasted like fucking heaven. This was the taste of his man.
Adam seemed just as eager to taste him, tongue sliding on his, hands still on the headboard. He slid his fingers through Adam’s hair, stroking his scalp. Adam leaned into the touch, head heavy, hair soft as silk. His fingers drifted down along Adam’s neck, over his shoulders. He was amazed all over again by the soft, smooth skin.
“Do you shave your chest?”
“No, Matt. I had electrolysis.”
“I like it. Did you do it for yourself?” Or for the many men Adam played sub to?
“It was good for business. Smooth chests are popular. I didn’t do my pubic area. I left it.”
“Good for business.” He pursed his lips.
“Yes.” Adam met his eyes. “I let men use me as their fantasy, Matt. That’s how I make my living.”
“I know. I don’t like it because you’re mine. I don’t want anyone else to touch you.”
“Too bad. I have an appointment for a flogging tomorrow at noon, and I’m demonstrating anal beads at the Hammer at eight.” Adam looked at him quite seriously. “I have to work, Matt. I have to feed myself.”
Everything inside him clenched. “I know.”
Adam’s hands left the headboard, fingers on his cheek. “This isn’t going to work, Matt. I’m sorry; I’m happy to be your friend, but you need a lover, a man who can be only yours.”
He shook his head. “But you are mine. You’ve said yourself that you don’t get involved with any of those men.”
“No. No, I don’t, but that doesn’t change things.” Adam’s eyes were so sad.
“I want to try, Adam. You’re special, and what we have together is special.” He needed to be man enough to allow Adam to earn his living with his body. He needed to trust in what was between them.
Adam sighed softly. “That’s not very fair to you, Matt.”
“I have a deep feeling that you’re worth it.”
Adam chuckled, the sound somehow weak. Pale.
“You do feel it, don’t you? That there’s a connection here?” He had to know this wasn’t one-sided.
“I do.” Those hands kept moving, soothing him, petting him.
“Then stay and give me what you don’t give anyone else.” He bent and brought their
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