Marcus released Mickey’s shaft and stepped forward, taking hold of Katt’s hand. He drew him closer to the row of men. “Who do you want to touch first?” Marcus asked softly. His big blue eyes drank in Katt, and he wondered how many “straight” boys this young man had converted.
“I don’t… know.”
A small smile played across Marcus’s soft lips. “Do you want to touch me?”
Katt let out a shaky breath; he had to start somewhere. His throat went dry as he nodded. Marcus’s smile stretched, and he guided Katt’s hand to his erect member, wrapping Katt’s fist around the warm, hard flesh. The boy moaned as he gently squeezed Katt’s hand.
“Mmm…” Marcus whimpered and pushed his cock through Katt’s fist.
Katt’s pulse throbbed in his ears, and his hand took on a life of its own, exploring the thick, rigid length of the young man’s cock. Marcus was impressively endowed, both in girth and length. The smooth, taut skin was stretched thin over his erection, revealing a network of engorged, bluish veins that pulsed with each beat of his heart. Katt could feel the heat radiating from the shaft, and as he squeezed, it throbbed in his grip.
A flush crawled up Katt’s neck and face, his scalp prickling with sweat. Marcus stepped closer, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, pushing his cock through Katt’s clenched fist. The tip glistened with beads of clear fluid, dripping down to slick his hand, easing the slide of skin-on-skin. Katt could feel every ridge and contour, the way the head flared out slightly, catching on his palm with each upward stroke.
“Does it… feel good?” Marcus moaned, panting softly. “It feels good… to me.”
Katt became aware of a vaguethrobin his crotch and realized he was gettinghard.He abruptly released the boy and took a step back, his hand trembling as he could still feel the phantom throb of Marcus’ cock.
“Are you okay?” Marcus breathed, his cheeks slightly flushed. “You were doing so well. You have wonderful hands.”
Katt rubbed his mouth and nodded. “Yeah, I’m… fine.” His face felt like someone had set fire to it, and he wondered if it showed. A moment later, he got his answer.
“Looks like he’s catching the fever,” Royal smirked. “Just so you know, new boy, there is no cure once you’reinfected.”
“You would make it sound like a disease,” Lucas drawled. “Of course, with you, it probably is.”
Royal chuckled. “I aminfectious.”
The guys laughed. Lucas rolled his eyes. “You can say that again.”
Katt summoned his nerve and moved hesitantly to the next porn star in line. His name was Zachary, and his features were flawless, including his cock. Katt flexed his hands, shocked by how much he wanted to touch it.
“It’s okay.” Zachary flashed a perfect smile and took Katt’s hand, guiding it to his erect member. “It likes to be petted.” He held Katt’s gaze as he pressed his dick into his palm. “He’s quite… friendly.”
Katt swallowed, his throat constricting as he wrapped his fingers around the rigid shaft. A rush of heat flooded his palm, the flesh beneath his grip throbbing with a steady, insistent pulse. His breath hitched as he felt the silken skin glide over the steely length, taut and smooth beneath his tentative touch. Emboldened, Katt began to stroke, his hand moving almost involuntarily, tracing the thick veins that snaked up the underside. His breath came faster now, chest rising and falling with a rhythm that was no longer entirely his own.
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What’re you doing? Let go of his cock!
Katt kept pumping as his mind screamed at him to stop. Zachary had a firm grip on Katt’s upper arms, his fingers digging into his taut biceps. The young man’s eyes were half-closed in a show of ecstasy, his lips parted, breath puffing out of him. His slender hips rolled his cock smoothly through Katt’s stroking fist, now drenched with Zachary’s precum, creating a slippery cave.
When a short, stiff grunt escaped Zachary, and he thrust a little harder, Katt snapped out of his trance. His breath surged up his throat, and he was suddenly aware of the ache veining up his forearm from working the man’s cock so vigorously. Even more disturbing was the undeniablethrobin his crotch and the wet patch forming inside his underwear.
Katt let go of Zachary’s damp, engorged member, his fingers stiff from gripping so firmly. He absently wiped his slick palm on his pants and ran his other hand through his hair, swallowing a couple of times.
“Marcus is right,” Zachary panted with a smile. “You havewonderfulhands. Talented, too.”
“Right?” Marcus squinted as he wiped his brow. “That got mereallyhot.”
“Me, too,” Mickey pressed against his twin, eyes heavy with lust and want. “Please touch Samson next,” he begged. “You might need to usebothhands, but you’ll love it.”
The other porn stars chuckled, all agreeing with Mickey.
Katt looked anxiously at the large man and hismassivecock. He didn’t feel ready to tacklethat,and it showed on his face.
“Don’t be scared.” Marcus took his hand. “He’s just a big teddy bear. He’s sweet and gentle.”
Themanmight be sweet and gentle, but hisdick?Katt had his doubts.
