Thomas's Choice
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Mesmerized, Thomas got up and crossed to join him.
“I’m Kasper,” the man introduced himself.
“Thomas.” He stared down at the woman. Why had he assumed that Kasper was queer like him? Clearly, the man liked women.
Maybe his facial expression had given him away, because Kasper chuckled. “Oh that?” He pointed to the woman who was working him hard. “I don’t discriminate, nor do I judge.
Whatever gives me pleasure.” He paused and dropped his gaze to Thomas’s crotch. “Earlier, you gave me pleasure, my young friend. I may call you friend, may I not?”
Thomas nodded automatically.
“And it also gives me pleasure to watch others.” He waved his hand to indicate the other couples who were engaging in similar acts. Men cavorting with men, even two women touching each other, sliding their naked bodies against each other.
“Who are you?” Thomas asked. “And where are we?” He’d never been to a place like this, where people behaved without inhibitions, without fear of being detected. It seemed like an oasis. Like paradise.
“Safe,” Kasper said. “Nobody will find us here. We can do as we please. Act out our wildest fantasies. Isn’t that what you want? What you’ve always dreamed of?”
Kasper’s penetrating gaze captured him. Thomas felt imprisoned by his eyes, as if they were shackles that chained him to a fence from which he was forced to watch what was going on around him.
Suspicion coursed through him. “How would you know?”
“I can see it in your eyes. Everybody can see it, if only they bothered to look. I’ve been watching you for a few days now. There’s something about you that fascinates me. So much passion, so much pain buried inside you, wanting to burst to the surface. Just like it did earlier tonight.”
Kasper groaned and shoved his cock deeper into the woman’s mouth. “When I had you in my hand I could sense your need. So pure, so unspoiled.” He tossed a glance around the room. “Not like the men here. They lost that innocence long ago. But you still have it. It’s very endearing.”
He pushed his hips upwards, thrusting harder. “And more than just a little arousing. What man wouldn’t want to taste that?”
His suggestive look sent a bolt of desire through Thomas’s body. His initial suspicion faded.
He had to admit that he was flattered. As well as turned on, not just by his surroundings, but also by Kasper’s words. To be desired by a man with his obvious power and standing was exciting.
He licked his lips, eager for a taste of what this man promised.
“There’s a lot I can give you, if only you want it,” Kasper offered and lowered his gaze to his own crotch. “I can give you some of it right now.” There was no doubt as to what he meant by that.
And hell, if Thomas didn’t want exactly that. Without hesitation he put his hand on the woman’s shoulder and pulled her back. “Take a break. I’ll take care of this.”
Kasper smiled at him as the woman scrambled away and Thomas took her place.
“I’m not going to suck you like a woman. It will be much better than that,” Thomas promised, running his hands from Kasper’s knees up to the apex of his thighs, where a magnificent cock stood erect, glistening with moisture. It twitched as if acknowledging the words.
“Oh, I don’t doubt that.”
Thomas bent over Kasper’s groin and licked over the head of his erection. A shudder went through his companion, and he smiled to himself. He would reduce this man to putty in his hands. A sensation akin to power jolted through him. It was new to him; yet he liked the feeling of knowing he could bring this man to his knees. It was a challenge he wouldn’t shirk.
“But while I do this, you’ll do something for me. You’ll tell me about yourself. And with every bit of information you give me, I’ll suck you harder.” Thomas placed his lips around the head of Kasper’s shaft and slid down on him, taking him in to the root.
Kasper trembled underneath him, before Thomas withdrew. “Start now,” he demanded and cupped his balls, stroking a fingernail against the tight sac, feeling a thrill go through him as Kasper shuddered and a drop of moisture spilled from his cock.
Kasper panted heavily. “I’m a leader of a group of men who have certain . . . leanings.”
Thomas sank his mouth back onto the engorged flesh and closed his lips around it, sucking him deep inside.
Kasper groaned and thrust his hips upwards. “We have our hideouts, safe places where we meet. Where we indulge in our fantasies.”
“I’m Kasper,” the man introduced himself.
“Thomas.” He stared down at the woman. Why had he assumed that Kasper was queer like him? Clearly, the man liked women.
Maybe his facial expression had given him away, because Kasper chuckled. “Oh that?” He pointed to the woman who was working him hard. “I don’t discriminate, nor do I judge.
Whatever gives me pleasure.” He paused and dropped his gaze to Thomas’s crotch. “Earlier, you gave me pleasure, my young friend. I may call you friend, may I not?”
Thomas nodded automatically.
“And it also gives me pleasure to watch others.” He waved his hand to indicate the other couples who were engaging in similar acts. Men cavorting with men, even two women touching each other, sliding their naked bodies against each other.
“Who are you?” Thomas asked. “And where are we?” He’d never been to a place like this, where people behaved without inhibitions, without fear of being detected. It seemed like an oasis. Like paradise.
“Safe,” Kasper said. “Nobody will find us here. We can do as we please. Act out our wildest fantasies. Isn’t that what you want? What you’ve always dreamed of?”
Kasper’s penetrating gaze captured him. Thomas felt imprisoned by his eyes, as if they were shackles that chained him to a fence from which he was forced to watch what was going on around him.
Suspicion coursed through him. “How would you know?”
“I can see it in your eyes. Everybody can see it, if only they bothered to look. I’ve been watching you for a few days now. There’s something about you that fascinates me. So much passion, so much pain buried inside you, wanting to burst to the surface. Just like it did earlier tonight.”
Kasper groaned and shoved his cock deeper into the woman’s mouth. “When I had you in my hand I could sense your need. So pure, so unspoiled.” He tossed a glance around the room. “Not like the men here. They lost that innocence long ago. But you still have it. It’s very endearing.”
He pushed his hips upwards, thrusting harder. “And more than just a little arousing. What man wouldn’t want to taste that?”
His suggestive look sent a bolt of desire through Thomas’s body. His initial suspicion faded.
He had to admit that he was flattered. As well as turned on, not just by his surroundings, but also by Kasper’s words. To be desired by a man with his obvious power and standing was exciting.
He licked his lips, eager for a taste of what this man promised.
“There’s a lot I can give you, if only you want it,” Kasper offered and lowered his gaze to his own crotch. “I can give you some of it right now.” There was no doubt as to what he meant by that.
And hell, if Thomas didn’t want exactly that. Without hesitation he put his hand on the woman’s shoulder and pulled her back. “Take a break. I’ll take care of this.”
Kasper smiled at him as the woman scrambled away and Thomas took her place.
“I’m not going to suck you like a woman. It will be much better than that,” Thomas promised, running his hands from Kasper’s knees up to the apex of his thighs, where a magnificent cock stood erect, glistening with moisture. It twitched as if acknowledging the words.
“Oh, I don’t doubt that.”
Thomas bent over Kasper’s groin and licked over the head of his erection. A shudder went through his companion, and he smiled to himself. He would reduce this man to putty in his hands. A sensation akin to power jolted through him. It was new to him; yet he liked the feeling of knowing he could bring this man to his knees. It was a challenge he wouldn’t shirk.
“But while I do this, you’ll do something for me. You’ll tell me about yourself. And with every bit of information you give me, I’ll suck you harder.” Thomas placed his lips around the head of Kasper’s shaft and slid down on him, taking him in to the root.
Kasper trembled underneath him, before Thomas withdrew. “Start now,” he demanded and cupped his balls, stroking a fingernail against the tight sac, feeling a thrill go through him as Kasper shuddered and a drop of moisture spilled from his cock.
Kasper panted heavily. “I’m a leader of a group of men who have certain . . . leanings.”
Thomas sank his mouth back onto the engorged flesh and closed his lips around it, sucking him deep inside.
Kasper groaned and thrust his hips upwards. “We have our hideouts, safe places where we meet. Where we indulge in our fantasies.”
