The remnants of someone who spent years throwing heat from a mound.Daniel’s eyes fell lower. Join me at my home this Saturday at 3PM. Gay sex That I pleased them. Real stuff.”They talked. Daniel reached down and gently cupped Nick’s throbbing bulge, followed by his voice, low and close against his ear.“So, little man,” he said softly, “are you ready to begin your training? Deal?”Nick hesitated, somewhat disappointed the price wasn’t more straightforward…say a blow job. But then nodded.“First question,” Daniel said, his voice calm but penetrating. When Daniel joined him on the couch—bare thighs brushing just slightly—it sent a silent shiver up Nick’s spine.Daniel handed him the wine, turned to him, and then raised his glass. As he turned, their now bare legs pressed against each other“To truth,” he said.Nick offered a nervous smile and clinked.After a moment’s quiet, Daniel spoke. The remnants of someone who spent years throwing heat from a mound.Daniel’s eyes fell lower. “I’ll show you.”The sliding glass door whispered shut behind them, sealing the warm air inside Daniel’s house. “Breathe, my friend, just breathe. …”The room was silent except for Nick’s hitched breaths, slowly getting back to normal.After a while, Daniel asked gently, “What do you find more powerful…the pleasure you receive from sexual act itself?
