Alex knew it was impolite to stare but he couldn’t help it. Rob had an amazingly beautiful body, like one of those Olympic athletes that the Greeks made statues of. His arms and legs were solid muscle, his stomach was flat and his waist as slim as a runner’s. In the dim light of the motel room his skin seemed to glow like marble.
“So, what do you think?” asked Rob.
Alex had to clear his throat. He voice was shaky. “Pretty nice,” he whispered.
Rob looked up into Alex’s eyes. “Your wife is never going to know, dude. Nobody in the world will know. It’s just between you and me, okay?”
Alex shut his eyes and sighed. How many times had he secretly fantasized about an encounter like this? How many times had he tossed and turned in his bed, battling thoughts of naked men that made him feel so ashamed? And now this gorgeous young hunk was standing here taking off his clothes, daring Alex to look!
“There’s nothing to be afraid of,” said Rob, “You can look. You can touch, too, if you want.”
With a slight, teasing smile the young man stepped closer and brushed the front of his body against Alex. Alex felt something hard touch his thigh. Oh God, he thought: Was this really happening?
“You’re getting me hard, man,” murmured Rob. Indeed, Alex could see that Rob was aroused. His erection was pushing out the front of his briefs. “You want to touch it?”
With his heart pounding wildly, Alex reached down and touched the elastic waistband of Rob’s briefs with his fingertips. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Men weren’t supposed to do this kind of thing with other men. But he didn’t seem to have any self control.
“I’m here for you, man,” murmured Rob. “Go ahead, it feels good!”
Alex put the palm of his hand against Rob’s crotch and felt the hard knob there. At the same time, Rob reached out and cupped his hand over Alex’s zipper. Instantly Alex felt his penis pulse inside his shorts. Rob had barely touched him but it felt like an electric charge.
“Oh Jeezus,” Alex groaned. He grabbed Rob’s wrist and held it tight. He was going to push him away, but his muscles seemed frozen.
“You can’t ever tell anyone about this!” he whispered.
And still grasping the younger man’s wrist, he pulled him closer.
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(To be continued)