chance before you tell me to stop. This is your opportunity to indulge in any fantasies you’ve ever had but were afraid to talk about so don’t waste it. Do you understand?”
Jeremy nodded.
“Are you currently high or inebriated?”
“Uh, no.”
“No money is changing hands and this session will not be recorded by either party. Are you consenting?” When Jeremy nodded again, Erik grinned. “You have to say it,” he prodded.
“Oh. Yes, I consent.”
Erik stopped recording. He turned the phone completely off and dropped it in the drawer. “There. Now that’s out of the way we can get down to the fun part. Whatever happens from here on in is just between us.”
Jeremy moistened his lips. Erik didn’t think it was nerves this time; more like the first sign of arousal judging by the flush in his cheeks.
“You said in your chats that you identified as straight. Do you have a girlfriend?”
“Sort of.”
“What does that mean?”
Jeremy shrugged. “We date. We hang out. But I don’t really…” Erik waited. “I don’t really love her. It’s a small town. My options are pretty limited.”
“You have sex?”
“Of course.” The kid made an insulted face. Erik tried not to laugh.
“Okay then. What do you like to do with her?”
“Fuck?”
Erik refrained from rolling his eyes. That’s all young people seemed to think about. In, out, repeat, done. So impatient. They never understood that the whole body was a sex organ of sorts. But he knew Jeremy wouldn’t be here if he was getting everything he needed. “What about guys? Ever fool around with one?” He casually laid a hand on Jeremy’s thigh.
“No way. I told you—it’s a small place. Everybody would know about something like that.”
“Have you ever wanted to?” Erik asked, probing deeper. He slid his hand further up Jeremy’s leg but kept his tone light—just buddies talking. “Thought about a three-way? Or maybe fantasized a bit?”
Jeremy’s Adam’s apple bobbed in his long, thin neck as he swallowed. “Not… not about someone real.”
But he had thought about it. “Is there something you wish your girlfriend would do for you, but doesn’t? Remember, the more honest you are in here, the better your experience will be,” he added when Jeremy appeared recalcitrant.
“Sometimes I-I wish she would play with my ass.”
Now they were getting somewhere. “Have you done that to yourself?”
After a brief hesitation, Jeremy nodded.
“And you liked it I take it. What have you done?” Erik began to knead Jeremy’s thigh gently. When he dared a quick glance, he saw that the kid had a bit of a boner going.
“Just… you know… touching. While I jacked off.”
“Ever put a finger inside?”
“No.” Something in his voice said he wanted to. Erik thought Jeremy was leaning closer too.
“In your chats you said that you were straight but curious. Is there anything particular you were curious about?”
“Just what it would be like.”
“What what would be like?” he teased, knowing exactly what Jeremy was driving at but wanting him to be the one to say it.
“Having something in my ass.”
“Something?” Erik saw that Jeremy kept staring over at the dildos, fascination written clearly on his face. “Like one of those?”
“Maybe.”
Erik sensed there was more to the young man than he was letting on. In his experience, someone curious enough to want a dick up his ass wasn’t entirely straight and likely knew it. But Jeremy was the youngest client he’d ever had, and he needed to make sure the kid was prepared for that. For some reason he felt an affinity with this one. Once he too had been curious like Jeremy. “I need to ask you something important, Jeremy. What happens if you discover more than you bargained for in here? If you learn that you may be more than just curious?”
“I’m not gay.”
“I didn’t say you were,” Erik assured him. “But many people have a hard time with the idea that
Jeremy nodded.
“Are you currently high or inebriated?”
“Uh, no.”
“No money is changing hands and this session will not be recorded by either party. Are you consenting?” When Jeremy nodded again, Erik grinned. “You have to say it,” he prodded.
“Oh. Yes, I consent.”
Erik stopped recording. He turned the phone completely off and dropped it in the drawer. “There. Now that’s out of the way we can get down to the fun part. Whatever happens from here on in is just between us.”
Jeremy moistened his lips. Erik didn’t think it was nerves this time; more like the first sign of arousal judging by the flush in his cheeks.
“You said in your chats that you identified as straight. Do you have a girlfriend?”
“Sort of.”
“What does that mean?”
Jeremy shrugged. “We date. We hang out. But I don’t really…” Erik waited. “I don’t really love her. It’s a small town. My options are pretty limited.”
“You have sex?”
“Of course.” The kid made an insulted face. Erik tried not to laugh.
“Okay then. What do you like to do with her?”
“Fuck?”
Erik refrained from rolling his eyes. That’s all young people seemed to think about. In, out, repeat, done. So impatient. They never understood that the whole body was a sex organ of sorts. But he knew Jeremy wouldn’t be here if he was getting everything he needed. “What about guys? Ever fool around with one?” He casually laid a hand on Jeremy’s thigh.
“No way. I told you—it’s a small place. Everybody would know about something like that.”
“Have you ever wanted to?” Erik asked, probing deeper. He slid his hand further up Jeremy’s leg but kept his tone light—just buddies talking. “Thought about a three-way? Or maybe fantasized a bit?”
Jeremy’s Adam’s apple bobbed in his long, thin neck as he swallowed. “Not… not about someone real.”
But he had thought about it. “Is there something you wish your girlfriend would do for you, but doesn’t? Remember, the more honest you are in here, the better your experience will be,” he added when Jeremy appeared recalcitrant.
“Sometimes I-I wish she would play with my ass.”
Now they were getting somewhere. “Have you done that to yourself?”
After a brief hesitation, Jeremy nodded.
“And you liked it I take it. What have you done?” Erik began to knead Jeremy’s thigh gently. When he dared a quick glance, he saw that the kid had a bit of a boner going.
“Just… you know… touching. While I jacked off.”
“Ever put a finger inside?”
“No.” Something in his voice said he wanted to. Erik thought Jeremy was leaning closer too.
“In your chats you said that you were straight but curious. Is there anything particular you were curious about?”
“Just what it would be like.”
“What what would be like?” he teased, knowing exactly what Jeremy was driving at but wanting him to be the one to say it.
“Having something in my ass.”
“Something?” Erik saw that Jeremy kept staring over at the dildos, fascination written clearly on his face. “Like one of those?”
“Maybe.”
Erik sensed there was more to the young man than he was letting on. In his experience, someone curious enough to want a dick up his ass wasn’t entirely straight and likely knew it. But Jeremy was the youngest client he’d ever had, and he needed to make sure the kid was prepared for that. For some reason he felt an affinity with this one. Once he too had been curious like Jeremy. “I need to ask you something important, Jeremy. What happens if you discover more than you bargained for in here? If you learn that you may be more than just curious?”
“I’m not gay.”
“I didn’t say you were,” Erik assured him. “But many people have a hard time with the idea that
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