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“It’s good to have you here, Sean.” Gideon addressed the young man sitting at the other end of the plush leather sofa. “You’re our firstcuriousboy.”
Sean laughed nervously. “It’s good to be here.” He paused. “I’m the…first?”
“Indeed.” Gideon leaned back and rested his ankle on his knee, cast a smile at the camera, then scratched his temple. “You seem a little nervous.”
“Yeah,” Sean chuckled. “Just a little.” He was in his early twenties with dark blond hair and a beautifully athletic body. There was just enough shyness about him to be endearing, yet behind those enchanting blue eyes was that spark of curiosity that convinced Gideon this would be a life-changing experience for Sean. At the moment, he was having a tough time relaxing and kept picking at his white shirt and navy-blue blazer.
Gideon asked, “Did you think you would ever be doing something like this?”
“No,”Sean answered quickly, with emphasis, then laughed quietly. “Never.”
Smiling, Gideon looked at the camera. “Sean, among others, has answered my call to straight boys who want to explore that twinge of curiosity about the sex lives of their gay brethren. This is a new segment and we’ll be featuring new curious boys periodically. That’s all there is to say about this segment, so let’s get back to Sean.” He faced the young man and got straight to the point. “So, tell us, Sean…have you ever had sex with a man?”
“No.”
“Any fantasies in there that you’ve kept all to yourself?”
Sean shook his head and smiled. “No. I’ve always been one-hundred-percent straight. Always into girls.”
“All right,” Gideon said. “So, what made you curious about gay sex?”
Clearing his throat, Sean laughed anxiously. “Well…” He glanced uncertainly at the cameras and fidgeted with his blazer some more.
“It’s okay,” Gideon assured. “You’re among friends. No need to feel nervous or embarrassed. There’s no judgment here.”
“Okay…” Sean shifted again. “Well…uh…there was this girl, see? I’d been…” He paused, searching for his words. “I guess…lustingafter her…is the only word I can think of.”
Gideon chuckled. “Trust me, it’s a word we’re well familiar with. Go on.”
“I mean, I really,reallywanted to…” he swallowed and looked sheepish. “I’m not sure what words I’m allowed to use.”
Gideon laughed. “There are no forbidden words. You have total verbal freedom. So, you really, really wanted to…?”
Sean took a deep breath and started to relax some. “Fuck her.”
“Uh huh,” Gideon nodded.
“But she was kind of kinky, you know? And she said she’d only let me fuck her if…” He grinned and rubbed his hand over his mouth and shifted again on the sofa. “If I let her fuck me first, with…you know…with a…”
“Strap-on dildo?” Gideon helped him.
“Yeah.” Sean absently itched the side of his nose. His heel tapped erratically against the carpet.
“And you let her?”
“I wasn’t sure about it at first,” Sean said. “I kind of thought if I…” He gestured with his hands, struggling again with his words.
“Took it up the ass?” Gideon aided with a smile.
“Yeah. Exactly,” Sean nodded. “Then it would mean I was gay.”
Gideon laughed lightly. “Sorry. I don’t mean to laugh. But straight boy logic always amuses me. Please, continue.”
“I really wanted this chic, so I agreed.”
“And how was it?”
