Chapter 9

“Taste yourself,” he said and French-kissed his new lover. Reaching into his nightstand while kissing Martin deeply, he took out a bottle of KY lube and a packet of extra-large condoms. He expertly tore the packaging and was slipping the condom onto his cock while he flicked the cap of the bottle with his mouth. By this time most of the tea-candles’ light had dwindled, further throwing the room into a brighter dawn. He could still see the desire mixed with trepidation in Martin’s eyes, and leaned in again to reassure him with a deep kiss that this would be one of the best experiences of his life.