Chapter 10

He looked up into my eyes, grunted in satisfaction, and backed off, easing his fingers out of his ass. Before I could move, he placed a palm on my abdomen. "A moment, my friend." When he saw I wasn't going to jump him right then--Jesus, I knew I was supposed to come across as the clueless American, but did I seem that clueless?--he squeezed some lube onto the fingers of his other hand and coated the condom with light, teasing touches that nearly drove me crazy.

Okay, enough was enough. I got onto the bed, shoved him onto his back, and spread his thighs with my shoulders. Then I aimed my cock at his hole. It glistened from the lube.

He whined as I began pushing into him, and I paused for a moment. For a rent boy, he was surprisingly tight.

"Do not stop!" he hissed.

All right, he was a professional. I'd have to assume he knew what he could take. I flexed my hips and drove all the way into him. When I started to withdraw, he wrapped his legs around my waist.