Meretrix
“Mmmmm... that one.”
Jerold pulled the book back towards himself and spun it slightly so he could see the man’s selection. “Good choice,” Jerold said to the dark haired man opposite him.
The man shrugged, not knowing what the proper reply was in a situation such as this.
“Okay, I need a credit card, an ID, and then a few minutes to get the paperwork done.” Jerold focused his attention on the man, who was fishing through his wallet for the requested items. “You can have a seat and I’ll be back with you in a few minutes.”
The man turned from the reception desk and located a chair. He sat down and raked his left hand through his auburn hair, as second thoughts started to creep into his mind. He decided it was too late for second thoughts. He wanted to do this... had been wanting it for a long time but had been to chicken to pursue it.
“Mr. Kinney?” Jerold said as he walked towards the seated man.
“Yeah?”
“Okay sir, here’s your card and ID back. It’ll be a few more minutes before he’s ready.” Jerold passed Brian a pamphlet, “we’re pretty serious about safety here, acquaint yourself with that, you’ll be expected to follow the rules.”
Brian nodded, took the pamphlet, and began to skim it as Jerold returned to his desk.
A few minutes later the large door behind the reception desk opened and Jerold spoke again, “Sir, you can go in now.”
Brian stood and moved towards the door, “Uh... where?”
“The light blue door on the right, knock before going in. Have a good time sir and welcome to The Quoin.”
Brian nodded and passed through the doors. The hallway was dimly lit with recessed lighting illuminating each door. He walked passed several colors until coming to a stop in front of a light blue one. He took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds, and released it through his nose. He knocked.
The door opened inward revealing the man Brian had seen in the book. The photo truly hadn’t done him justice. Brian stood speechless for a few minutes, again unsure of the proper protocol.
The blond reached a hand out, “Hey, I’m Justin.”
“Hey... Hey... Brian,” Brian sputtered as he shook the offered hand.
“Wanna come in?”
Brian let loose a quiet laugh, “Uh... yeah... I guess so.”
Justin smiled, amused at the nervousness that the trick displayed. Justin closed the door behind them, turned towards Brian, and held his arms out in offering, “I’m yours for the next two hours.”
The room was setup as a large bedroom, there was a king size bed, nightstands, a couch and chair with a small coffee table, to one side was a small alcove that held a desk, and next to that was a bathroom. The décor was done in shades of blue, with soft lighting, making the room dark but not uncomfortably so.
Brian nodded, “I uh... I’ve not done... you know... something like this before.”
Justin smiled, “I guessed that.”
“So... what do we do?”
“I’m yours, as long as you follow the rules that they gave you out front, whatever you want.”
Brian gave another nervous laugh, “So, do we talk or just jump right in?”
“Your choice, want me to take my robe off?”
“Uh... sure,” Brian replied, knowing that he sounded like a complete idiot.
Justin untied the strap around his waste, once undone, the front of the robe slowly opened, barely revealing his naked form. He wanted to tease Brian, and by the taller man’s reaction, it was working. Brian unconsciously licked his lips as he let his gaze follow the blond’s smooth form.
“We have different themes, so if you want something other than the traditional bedroom.”
“Like what?”
“Well, there is pretty much anything you could want: dungeon, jail cell, classroom, doctor’s office, library, gym showers, beach, uh... woodland setting indoors, real outdoors if you like that... uhm... cemetery...”
“Cemetery?” Brian asked incredulously.
Justin giggled, “Hey, we’re here to fulfill fantasy, so whatever people want.”
“I guess,” Brian replied, his mood lightening noticeably.
“Do you have a preference?”
Justin was slightly taken aback, in all the time he’d been doing this he wasn’t sure if anyone had ever asked him if he had a preferred setting. “Uhm...no...well, yeah... I do actually... I like the dungeon.”
Brian arched his eyebrow, “Really?”
“Yeah, I like being a slave. You know, submissive.” Justin confessed quietly.
“I uh... have no idea what that entails, but let’s give it a whirl.”
Justin smiled widely and took hold of Brian’s hand, leading him from the bedroom. They returned to the dimly lit hallway, and proceeded further down, away from the entrance. At the end was a large pair of double doors, Justin pushed them open revealing a huge woodland setting, “This is the centerpiece of The Quoin, they call it the Faerie Pit.”
They took a path that led to a wall with yet more doors. Justin opened the black one, “Here we are.”
Brian stood in amazement. They had journeyed from a fairy tale woodland setting to a medieval dungeon, complete with rock walls, handcuffs, a rack, small cages, and other forms of medieval amusement.
“Uh... you weren’t kidding. This really does look like a dungeon.”
“Yeah, Reggie, the owner, he likes realistic.”
“I guess.”
Justin looked to Brian, “If you prefer another setting...”
“No, this is fine.”
Justin nodded, “Okay.”
Brian was slowly walking around the room, taking in all that the room offered. “What... what do we do now?”
“What do want me to do?”
“Take the robe off.”
“But... but... then I’d be naked,” Justin innocently pointed out but did as instructed. He allowed the robe to fall to the floor around his ankles. Brian stared at him, enjoying the full view that he hadn’t been afforded earlier. Brian also took note of the man’s sudden shyness. He’d seen in the catalog he’d surveyed earlier that this was Justin’s modus operandi... shy.
While Brian drank in his body, Justin realized that he’d have to be the aggressive one, at least until Brian felt a little more comfortable with himself. Justin approached the taller man, until he was mere inches away. He stood there for a moment, then cast his gaze towards the floor and dropped to his knees, head bent downward.
Brian stepped back to allow himself a better view. He made a slow circle around Justin, taking in the entirety of the man. “You’re beautiful.”
Justin remained silent.
Brian scoffed quietly, “Sorry, you probably hear that all the time.”
“It’s okay master.”
Brian was surprised by the words, and felt his cock stir at them. Maybe he would enjoy this more than he thought. “Get on the table.”
“Yes, sir,” Justin replied as he climbed up on the ancient looking table and lay on his back.
Brian slowly circled the table, allowing his left hand to gently glide over Justin’s body. “I’m so embarrassed, I never let anyone see me naked,” Justin cooed.
“Really?” Brian responded. He was enjoying the innocent act that Justin was putting forth.
“It’s true.”
“Uh huh, and what else don’t you let people do?”
“I don’t like people playing with candles near me.” Justin motioned towards a low table in the corner, covered in white candles, “Especially the wax.”
Brian’s grin stretched from one ear to the other. He’d never given a thought to candles being used in this fashion before. He made his way towards the small table and picked up one of the taller candles. Brian lit it with the provided lighter and moved back towards Justin.
“So, what now?” Brian asked.
“Let the wax drip on me, not too much though, just a little at a time. And keep it away from my cock.”
Brian nodded and complied as he allowed a small amount of the white wax to drip onto Justin’s stomach. The blond arched slightly and hissed as the hot wax spread and then quickly cooled down.
Brian was enraptured by the blond’s reaction and continued to drip small amounts of the molten wax onto the smaller man’s body: across his upper arms, his chest, neck, legs, and even on his toes.
Justin’s reactions remained wordless as he only let out soft moans to let Brian know that he was enjoying it.
“Roll over,” Brian ordered.
Justin complied.
Brian was amazed by the plump flesh of the blond’s buttocks. He hovered the candle above the mounds and allowed drops of wax to fall. Justin began squirming at the new sensation, grinding his thickening cock into the hard surface of the table.
Brian took notice of the man’s movement and decided to move on. He’d dreamed of being with a man for so long, but circumstances hadn’t allowed for it. Brian gently caressed Justin’s ass cheeks, slowly massaging the flesh; Justin arched slightly offering himself.
Brian’s hands each took possession of a cheek and gently parted them, allowing himself to see the prize that waited. Like a curious child, he rubbed his index finger around Justin’s hole, gently exploring.
“Ice!”
“Ice?” Brian asked as he stepped back, afraid that he had done something wrong.
“There,” Justin pointed, “that’s a small refrigerator freezer, get the ice.”
Brian nodded, noticing that Justin’s shy and innocent persona was becoming increasingly demanding as their adventures progressed.
Brian opened the fridge and delved into the small freezer section, he pulled out a small cup with wedges of ice that reminded him of slices from an orange.
“Wha... what do I do with these?” Brian asked.
“Use your imagination.” Justin smirked at the man, wiggling his ass slightly.
Brian arched an eyebrow at the prospects. He pulled a single wedge of ice out of the cup and returned to his position at the end of the table with Justin’s uplifted ass facing him. Brian smoothed the piece of ice over the locations where the warm wax had fallen earlier. Justin writhed as the heated skin suddenly cooled.
Brian tossed the remainder of the ice cube to the floor and retrieved a fresh one. This time he ran it between the blond’s spread and uplifted cheeks. Justin shuddered as the sensitive skin attempted to adjust to the change in temperature.
Brian watched in fascination as his movements with the ice made Justin wiggle, as if he was some sort of old fashioned marionette.
“More,” Justin demanded.
Brian retrieved another wedge of ice, this time aiming it at Justin’s tight hole. He allowed it to slip in. Justin jumped forward at the intrusion, but quickly pushed back, taking in more of the ice.
Brian watched, mouth agape, as the wedge of ice slid effortlessly in and out of the furrowed opening. He continued the movement until the ice was all but melted. “I want to fuck you.”
“Then do it!” Justin nearly shouted.
“Uhm... like I said... I haven’t done this kind of thing before,” Brian admitted bashfully.
Justin sat up and spun around and allowed his legs to dangle off the edge of the table, he looked into Brian’s eyes. “You’re a virgin?”
Brian nodded, “I guess you don’t see many 22 year old virgins huh?”
“Actually you’d be surprised,” Justin tried to reassure him. “I just thought... I mean, you’re... not... bad on the eyes.”
Brian blushed, “Yeah, well, I never had the opportunity and women didn’t interest me... though some tried.”
Justin nodded, “Okay, let’s do it then... uh, here.” Justin opened a concealed drawer hidden along the table’s side, “condom and lube.”
Brian took the offered items, “Walk me through it?”
“Of course,” Justin laid back on the table and placed the bottoms of his feet on the tabletop. “Okay, first, you need to stretch your partner; you don’t want to hurt him.”
“Okay, makes sense,” Brian nodded.
“Put some lube in the palm of your hand. Rub it around to warm it up,” Brian did as he instructed. “Now,” Justin paused, “I noticed your hands are pretty well manicured, but that is something to keep in mind, long finger nails, or freshly cut ones can... cause trouble.” Brian nodded in understanding.
“Okay,” Justin continued the lesson. “Slowly slide one finger in, keep an eye on your partner, his expression will tell you a lot.” Brian worked the lube over his index finger, and gently pushed it against Justin’s hole. He met little resistance and the tip of his finger disappeared within the pink skin. Justin’s head leaned back slightly and a groan escaped him.
“Argghhh.... uh... okay... put it in as far as it’ll go, slowly.”
“Like this?” Brian asked as he buried the remainder of his finger into Justin.
“Yeah, now, leave it there. Don’t move. You want your partner to get accustomed to the intrusion.”
“Okay.” Brian acknowledged, never letting his eyes break from Justin’s blue ones.
“Once you’re both ready, try the same things we just did with two fingers.”
Brian pulled his finger out, lubed his middle finger, and pushed the two inside, once imbedded he remained motionless.
Justin grinned widely, “You’re a fast learner. At this point you can go with another finger, or get to the good stuff, it all depends on your partner.”
Brian nodded, “Are you ready or do you need another?”
“No, let’s continue.”
Brian removed his fingers. He sheathed his cock in the condom and applied more lube. “Ready?”
“Yeah, now push slowly... steady pressure.”
Brian gripped Justin’s waist to hold him steady as he followed his teacher’s lesson. He slowly pushed ahead and marveled in the feeling of being enveloped by the blond. Once he was completely inside he paused for a few moments allowing Justin to acclimate to the size of his dick.
“See, you are a fast learner,” Justin smiled up at him. Brian returned the smile.
“Okay, from here on out, it’s pretty straight forward... in and out... depending on who you’re with or how you’re feeling you might want it fast or slow...ugh... yeah... like.... that...” Brian started a quick and steady stabbing rhythm.
“You... make... a hell.... of a.... teacher,” Brian said in time with his thrusts.
Justin couldn’t reply, he closed his eyes and leaned his head against the table, allowing Brian to set the pace.
Without encouragement, Brian grasped Justin’s cock and started to stroke it. Justin’s mouth fell open slightly and he groaned his approval.
Brian’s movements on Justin’s cock increased to a frenzied pace, a few moments later Justin grunted loudly as cum erupted from his cock and splattered over his and Brian’s stomachs. Brian kept thrusting, reveling in the feel of the blond’s ass as it convulsed and called forth his own eruption.
“Fuck... that was amazing,” Brian mumbled as he attempted to steady himself.
“Not bad,” Justin grinned.
“I don’t think I can move.”
“Uh...well you have to... pull out while you’re still hard. It’s safer that way; the condom will stay on you.”
Brian nodded and slid himself out of Justin.
Justin looked to the small wall clock and saw that they were almost out of time. He sat up and scooted towards the end of the table, once again allowing his feet to dangle over the side. “So, was the wait worth it?” he asked.
“Yeah, definitely,” Brian smiled as he started to dress himself. “So... do you have more.... appointments today?”
“Uh, maybe, you never know when someone will show up. I get an hours rest period now, owners rules.”
Brian nodded, “Well, I will say that was the best six hundred bucks I have ever spent.”
Justin was pleased that he had brought so much pleasure to the man, and introduced him to the joys that two men could share. “Well, you have a nice day Mr. Kinney... Brian. You can remain here as long as you need to; there is a bathroom through that door if you want to clean up.”
“Okay, thank you.” Brian said.
With that Justin slipped back into his robe and left the room.
XXXXX
After returning to his room for a shower and to remove the wax from his body, Justin stepped out into the reception area. “Hey, Jerold.”
“Hey Justin!”
“How’s it going today?” Justin asked as he scrubbed his wet hair with a towel.
“Good. Better for others,” Jerold commented as he passed two one hundred dollar bills to Justin.
“What’s this?”
“That,” Jerold motioned to the money, “Is Mr. Kinney’s way of telling you he had a good time... a gratuity.”
Justin smiled and glanced towards the door, thinking about the exquisite man and his gentle touch.
Jerold took note of the want and desire emanating from Justin, “Don’t worry kid, he’ll be back.”
Upon hearing that, Justin could only smile wider.