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‘Talk to me. Tell me what you’re thinking,’ Harrison said.
‘I… I… I think I might want to take a break from work,’ Benji said. ‘But I’m worried what my manager might say.’
Benji felt his voice wavering as he spoke. It felt scary to even speak the words. Benji knew full well that Tucker wouldn’t react well to any idea about time off or taking an extended break. As much as Tucker had done for Benji’s career, Benji was starting to wonder whether Tucker had his own best interests at heart.
‘Grrrr. You shouldn’t be afraid, boy,’ Harrison said, an irritated tone in his voice. ‘You’re his boss, not the other way around. A sweet boy like you should never be afraid to make his own schedule.’
‘T-t-t-thank you,’ Benji said, the authoritative tone in Harrison’s voice bringing out Benji’s submissive side. ‘I’m just so tired all the time. I really just want to focus on my recipe book. And real cooking too!’
Benji kept talking. It felt good to let it all out. And it felt even better to do it while snuggled up in Harrison’s warm, manly embrace. Benji knew that he could never express himself like this to Tucker, and could almost predict word for word what Tucker would say in response – and it wasn’t good.
But with Harrison it was different.
Harrison was listening to every word that Benji was saying. And with Harrison’s rock-hard chest and strong arm for comfort, Benji felt more comfortable in opening up and talking than he had done for a long time.
It may have been a cold and windy night outside of the car, but the feeling inside was the total opposite. The more Benji talked about his career, the more he could see that he had been pushed in a certain direction by Tucker. In fact, Benji couldn’t remember the last time he even made a normal cooking video.
‘I… just… want to feel happy with my work,’ Benji said, getting a little bit emotional as the truth hit home. ‘I know it might sound silly to you, but I see my recipes and cooking as an art form. And if all I’m doing is wacky videos and promotional stuff, I’m not really able to feel any true connection. Does that make sense?’
Harrison seemed to take a big, deep breath before replying.
‘It certainly does make sense,’ Harrison replied. ‘I know a thing or two about being a frustrated artist, believe me on that. It’s important that you do what makes you happy, boy. But we can talk about that another time. We’re nearly at the hotel now and you’re one tired boy. It’s time to get you inside and safely tucked up in my king-sized bed…
Harrison’s hotel suite was fancy with a capital F. With high ceilings, antique furniture, and huge windows that looked out onto the city skyline, it was the kind of suite that wouldn’t have looked out of place on an HBO drama or expensive movie.
‘Wowie, this place is… something else,’ Benji said, wondering just how rich Harrison was. ‘Is this where you always stay?’
Harrison laughed.
‘It depends how much my agent wants to butter me up,’ Harrison replied, removing Benji’s jacket. ‘You got a little bit wet from the rain. And it’s late. And you need to sleep. No more questions. It’s time we got you into bed.’
Benji felt himself blush.
The way Harrison was handling this was making Benji feel very excited. Part of Benji was desperate for Harrison to make a move on him. Harrison wasn’t the usual kind of person Benji would meet in The Cuddle Corner. Harrison was obviously a man of refinement, sophistication, and being from outside the city he was far more attuned to taking a step back and slowing things down.
As far as getting hot and heavy went, it really didn’t look like that was on the cards. Not that night anyhow. But that didn’t mean that Benji was any less aroused…
‘I’m a bit shy about taking my clothes off,’ Benji said, conscious of the hardness inside his pristine-white briefs. ‘I… um… can you look away while I change?’
Harrison smiled.
‘Of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way,’ Harrison said, taking a step to the side as he opened the double-doors into the master bedroom. ‘You strip down to your pants and hop into bed. I’ll be in when you give me the green light.’
Benji smiled and scooted past Harrison and into the bedroom. Harrison closed the doors to allow Benji full privacy as he got undressed. There was no denying now that Harrison was different from most men. And Benji liked it.
He’s so chivalrous.
I feel safe.
But also super-duper tired, so…
Benji looked at the huge bed and immediately felt his body relax. It was going to be significantly more comfortable than the bed at his apartment. Benji could tell from the plush duvet and silky soft bedsheets that this was going to be one relaxing night of sleep for him.
Benji removed his top and then his chino’s. The hotel room was warm, perfectly cozy. As Benji stood on the soft carpet underneath, he realized that his special place was still a little bit on the excited side.
Why can’t Harrison burst in and ravage me?
I’d let him if he wanted to….
