Katt wondered why a porn star would “cock-block” other porn stars, but he didn’t ask; he had his own problems.
4
“Have you done anything with a boy?” Marcus asked. “I mean, since… back then, when you were a kid?”
“No,” Katt mumbled. He’d lied about blowing his friend, but not the other stuff.
“You’re here,” Marcus said. “So… does that mean youwantto try some stuff?”
Katt fidgeted and almost pulled away from the young man, but didn’t. “I don’t know… I guess.” He didn’t, not really, but he was supposed to be here because he wascurious.He had to play the part.
“I like holding hands.” Marcus threaded his fingers through Katt’s. “I think it’s sweet.”
“You’resweet,” Garrett said, squinting at the boy.
“Andsaucy,”Mickey chimed in with an impish smile.
Marcus squeezed Katt’s hand and hugged his arm, shaking his head. “He’s being silly.He’sthe saucy one.”
Lucas snorted. “Why don’t we ask the big guy?” He nodded at Samson. “Who’s sweet, and who’s saucy?”
Chuckling deeply, Samson rubbed his mouth. “They’rebothsweetandsaucy.”
The two boys giggled. Marcus flexed his fingers around Katt’s hand and gazed up at him, his big blue eyes imploring. “Want to sit on the couch with us?” With his free hand, he toyed with thepool stick. “You can finish your game later.” He glanced sweetly at Lucas. “Can’t he?”
Sighing, Lucas chuckled. “Like I could say no to you two.”
Marcus grinned, pressing his cheek to Katt’s arm. “Want to?” he asked Katt.
Not sure what else to say, Katt nodded. “Uh, yeah. Sure.”
Mickey reattached to his other arm, and the two boys led him across the room. A couple of the young men lounging on the sofa stood to make room for them to sit. Katt sank down, a bit reluctant, between the twins, aware of where this was headed and knowing he couldn’t stop it.
Katt tried to numb his mind, to somehow put himself outside the situation, but it wasn’t working.
Garrett noticed his unease. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Just because you’re here doesn’t obligate you to do anything. The whole point of the Curious Boys segment is foryouto figure out what appeals to you and what doesn’t. That’s a call only you can make. Not any of us.”
His words would have put Katt at ease—if he were there for legitimate reasons. But hehadto do everything, no matter how he felt about it.
Lucas chuffed. “Like I said, cock-blocker.”
Garrett rolled his eyes at the guy, smiled, and shook his head. “You know how this goes, Lucas. We’re allowed to flirt and give him a glimpse of what we have to offer, but we don’tpressurehim into anything he isn’t comfortable with.”
Anything he isn’t comfortable with.That would beeverything—including holding hands with a guy. At some point, he would have tokissone of them. What if he inadvertently showed revulsion? It didn’t gross him out to see two guys kiss; he had no issue with that, as long ashewasn’t one of them.
You weren’t repulsed when you did it at thirteen.
Katt fidgeted at the memory. He didn’t like to think about what happened in his brother’s fort years earlier. It didn’t mean anything. They were drunk and goofing off like a couple of stupid kids. Nothing more. They were hardly eventeenagersthen, and it never happened again. It meantnothing.
“Do you like holding hands?” Marcus rested his chin on Katt’s shoulder and smiled at him, squeezing his hand gently. “I think you have nice hands.” He loosened his grip and traced a fingertip tenderly along the lines of Katt’s palm, sparking an odd tickle in Katt’s navel. “I bet these are very…talentedhands.”
On the opposite side, Mickey began tracing the other palm. “I agree with Marcus,” he cooed. “These are lovely hands. Soft… but manly.” His deep blue eyes lifted to Katt, radiating a growing warmth. “Your intro story, about you and your friend… did you like touching him? Did it make you feel good to get him… excited?” He squinted at Marcus, an impish smile tugging at his lips. “It makes me feelreallygood to get Marcus excited.”
Marcus bit his lower lip, his big eyes smoldering as he gazed at the other boy. “It makesmefeel really good, too.”
“You two are makingmehorny,” Lucas snorted.
Mickey snickered. “You’realwayshorny.”
