“Gaysocial skills?How are those different from regular social skills?”
“They aren’t.That’s the point.”
“I’m so lost.”
“I don’t have time to explain it to you.I have a hot-tubbing to host.”In a nicer tone, Nik added, “If you hurry up, you can get in before anyone else and turn on the bubbles.Then no one will be able to see if you get excited.”
Sam returned to the guest room posthaste to shuck the shorts.
Sam got naked as fast as he could, wrapped a towel somewhat haphazardly around his hips, and found the hot tub blissfully empty when he got there.Thank God.
The water was too damn hot, but he forced himself in and turned on the bubbles.Then he looked down.He almost couldn’t see his naked self, except for a pink blob shimmying and shaking in the rapidly moving water.He glanced at his shoulders in the light from the back porch.Yep, they were as white as ever.
Great.That meant that just above his nipples, there would be a demarcation line.Below it, he’d be boiled pink and puffy like a lobster.Above the line he’d look too pale; his natural state.Why couldn’t he have skin like Nik’s?He was just dark enough that you couldn’t see him blush.Even being pale like Jurgen would be better, because he tanned easily.Sam bet he didn’t look like a lobster in the hot tub.
Oh.What would Ian look like in the hot tub?
Better not to think about it.
But maybe ...if he imagined what Ian looked like, he’d be better prepared.Sort of like inoculating himself.
That’s a rationalization so you can imagine Ian naked.
Well, yeah ...but Ian was a bastard and Sam wouldn’t touch his dick even if Ian wanted him to.Yet somehow he was still attracted to him.So he needed to do something, right?
But he’s abastard.
Unfortunately, not all of Sam found that unappealing.
Damn.
He closed his eyes.He was going the inoculation route.
This is a very bad idea.
He thought it might take a minute to get a clear visualization, but of course it didn’t.There was a naked Ian just waiting for him on the backs of his eyelids.Smirking at him and slowly, smugly stroking his semi-hard dick.
See?Bad idea.Sam opened his eyes.
In real life, a mostly naked Ian was standing there, smirking at him.Sam gasped.Ian added teeth to his grin.Then he reached for the white towel he had wrapped around his waist, like in some kind of porn video.Sam only caught the movement in the bottom of his vision since he couldn’t look away from Ian’s eyes, but he knew exactly what was going on.Ian’s eyes tracked down Sam’s neck and across his shoulders.
Don’t look down.You don’t need any more temptation.
Sam rarely listened to his inner monologue, anyway.Oh man.That chest.Just as forested with hair as before, with the blocky pectoral muscles and the dark caramel treasure trail drawing Sam’s eyes down.While Sam watched, Ian ran a palm across his belly, riffling the hair there.Tracing across a line of muscle with a finger.
“Like what you see, Sam?”
“Shut up,” Sam said.Then, mortified, he looked up into Ian’s face.
Smiling, Ian unwrapped the towel and let it fall.
Sam tried not to look.He really, really tried.Sweartagod.
Ian had low-hangers.Hairy balls that dangled so low they skulked at the tip of Ian’s dick, which wasn’t a small one.Sam nearly squeaked.Then he finally focused on the main event, and he did squeak.Ian was uncut.
Fuck, the heat from the hot tub was making Sam lightheaded or something, because the gazebo was spinning like he was going to faint.He struggled to suck in some oxygen.He couldn’t stop staring at Ian, and while he did, Ian started getting hard, his prick bobbing up slightly and his sac tightening.Sam could just see the testicles inside Ian’s scrotum, perfect ovals weighting the bottom of the sac, and his mouth watered.Yum.He was even symmetrical.
So Sam had a little bit of a testicle fetish.So he liked to lie on his back and have a guy with big nuts straddling his head, teasing him by dragging them across his lips and skin, pubes tickling him, soft scrotum tightening slowly, until finally the guy told Sam to open his mouth and suck.He loved trying to fit both of those eggs inside his mouth at the same time, trying to feel them in his throat.Laving them with his tongue and tugging gently, sometimes even with his teeth, until the guy was nearly suffocating him, shoving his balls in Sam’s mouth, trailing pre-cum on Sam’s cheeks and forehead and nose.
