by LM Brown
“How old are you?” Jesse asked.
“Old enough to know just how to pleasure an eighteen-year-old virgin.”
“I’m not a virgin!”
Garrett chuckled. “You might not be, but your arse is. Now, stop being offended or you might just leave this cave with your anal virginity as intact as when you entered it.”
Jesse frowned over his shoulder and Garrett kissed him lightly on the lips. He had no idea why he did such a thing. He never kissed his whores, yet he had been unable to resist the temptation of those pouting pink lips.
“Turn around,” Garrett ordered as he removed his finger from Jesse’s arse.
Jesse appeared confused but did as he was told.
Garrett pushed him back against the wall and kissed him again, harder this time, pushing his tongue into Jesse’s mouth and tasting him. He could taste the fruity flavor of the wine Jesse had been drinking at the tavern. He moaned into Jesse’s mouth and felt Jesse’s erection rise between them. His own stiff shaft ached for attention. He tugged Jesse up and encouraged him to wrap his legs around Garrett’s waist, grinding up against him until Jesse writhed in his arms, keening and groaning in pleasure.
He wasn’t going to get inside Jesse. Garrett knew that for a fact, as surely as he knew Jesse was going to spill his seed between them as well.
Garrett pulled out of the kiss and concentrated on rubbing their cocks together. “Come for me, Jesse,” he ordered. Even as he spoke, he wondered why he had started using his name instead of merely calling him his whore. ‘Keep it impersonal and don’t get involved’ had always been his motto.
Jesse panted in his ear.
“Such a good whore,” Garrett said, more to remind himself of who he was with than anything else. Jesse was just a whore. “Are you close, whore? Come for me, my dirty little whore.”
The words sounded contrived to his own ears, though Jesse didn’t seem to mind what he called him. He cried out loudly as he came in spurts between them.
Garrett followed him a few moments later, his cum mixing with Jesse’s as they leaned against the dirty wall of the cave. “Jesse,” he gasped into his ear.
Jesse seemed too dazed to pull himself together but Garrett recovered fairly quickly, and after cleaning them up with his handkerchief, he set their clothes to rights.
“You didn’t fuck me,” Jesse finally said. “We just…”
Garrett smiled and put their wrist bands together. “Frottage,” he teased. “Sometimes it can be even better than fucking.”
He transferred payment and led Jesse back into the main cavern. He heard Jesse’s gasp and Garrett smiled to himself.
“I said fifty for a fuck and we didn’t even do that,” Jesse said. “I think you must have hit the wrong buttons in the dark.”
Garrett laughed. “No, I didn’t. Call it a bonus.”
Jesse looked at him, completely stunned. Garrett suspected he had never had so much on his credit band at once in his life. He left the novice whore five hundred credits richer and returned to the tower. He didn’t imagine he would ever see Jesse again. Someone else would no doubt have the pleasure of shoving their cock into his untouched—well, nearly untouched—arse for the first time. Garrett frowned at the thought of someone else taking what had been offered to him so eagerly. Maybe he should have fucked the guy, too.
He glanced back as he entered the elevator. Jesse had vanished from the cavern, no doubt searching for either his next meal or his next trick. Garrett hoped it was the former.
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About the Author
L.M. Brown is an English writer of gay romances. She believes mermen live in the undiscovered areas of the ocean. She believes life exists on other planets. She believes in fairy tales, magic, and dreams. Most of all, she believes in love.
When L.M. Brown isn’t bribing her fur babies for control of the laptop, she can usually be found with her nose in a book.
L.M. Brown loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website details and author profile page at https://www.pride-publishing.com