Free Hesitant Heart by Morticia Knight Page A

and gestured for him to get inside. After soaping up with an amber colored bar that smelled like nothing he’d ever come across before, he shut the water off then dried himself with a fluffy green towel. He liked the towel. It was soft and thick and reminded him of being in a forest.
    Aaron strolled into the room, startling Sam. He’d just finished peeing and he would’ve been more embarrassed than he’d ever been in his life if Aaron had seen him doing that . Aaron regarded him.
    “I heard the toilet flush, Sam. We’re at the beginning, but don’t expect privacy with me. You’re mine. All of you. Agreed?”
    Sam’s cheeks were warm and he wasn’t sure if he would ever not be self-conscious over such a thing, but he nodded. He would never disagree with Aaron about anything.
    “I need to hear you say it out loud, so we have no misunderstandings.”
    It was the sound of Aaron’s voice. It was that same easy, calm tone he continuously used that made Sam’s insides all gooey.
    “Agreed.”
    Aaron gave him a warm smile. “Good boy.”
    Sam smiled back. Newly emboldened, he pulled the towel away to expose himself to Aaron’s eyes.
    “Where do you want me to put this?”
    The approval projected back at him from Aaron filled his heart with joy. He’d pleased Aaron. Every chance he got from that moment on, he would find ways to make Aaron look at him like that. Aaron gestured to the towel rod next to the shower.
    “This can be your place.”
    After Sam had neatly folded his towel over the bar, Aaron extended his hand and led him to the large bed in the middle of the other room. He patted the mattress, the blankets and duvet already pulled to the end, only the dark green sheets left as a covering.
    Sam clambered onto it, a buzz thrumming under his skin as he excitedly wondered if Aaron would tie him up. But he still wanted one other thing first.
    Aaron dropped his robe then gracefully joined him on the bed. Sam must have had a questioning expression on his face.
    “Ask me anything you’d like, Sam. I don’t want you frightened or confused about anything we do together. And before you ask—no fucking, tying or pain today. We can talk about it, but we won’t be doing it. Clear?”
    “Yes. We will be doing other things though, right?”
    “Anything else is fine, little Sam.”
    Sam flitted his eyes down to Aaron’s hardening length. He was relieved to see that Aaron was excited too.
    “Talk to me.”
    “Well…that man, Louis, the one who drove me down here, he told me that men can do lots of things to each other.”
    Sam noticed Aaron’s expression darken.
    “Yes. That’s true. Why, pray tell, was this stranger telling you such things?”
    “Oh, when I first got in his motorcar, he asked if I liked boys instead of girls. When I said yes, he wanted to know if I’d ever been fucked. I didn’t know what he meant.” Sam tried not to blush, but he could feel the tell-tale heat. “He told me that a man could put it in another man’s rump, but I wasn’t sure if he was telling the truth. Then I asked him what other things men could do and he talked about them putting their parts in each other’s mouths, licking…” Sam cleared his throat. “I’d thought there would only ever be touching or rubbing up against each other.”
    “And those are nice things to do too. But he was right about all the others as well.”
    Sam’s eyes widened. “Oh.”
    “Do any of those acts scare or bother you? Such as a man putting his cock up your ass?”
    Sam swallowed hard. “Um…maybe.”
    His gaze dropped to Aaron’s fully hardened organ… Cock. It seemed awfully large to fit inside him.
    “Would it hurt? I mean, not the erotic pain, but really hurt?”
    “It might at first, but I would stop if it ever did. However, if I’ve prepared you enough, the hurt would turn into the erotic kind and it would help make you come. There’s a spot inside your anal passage, a gland that has very sensitive nerves. When that