His Sensual Aide

Role Play

"Give your lover foreplay, and if your lover has earned it, a little roleplay. Or a lot if it gets you both off and trust me role playing is hot as fuck," Jayson said as soon as they entered his bedroom a week after he had fucked Adam. It was the first time Adam had been anywhere else in the house other than the living room. It was a plain room really with dark walls, a deep shade of green. It was a theme with this guy. Dark. The kitchen they passed through was a dark brown and the hallway connecting to the bedrooms was a dark blue.

The bed, a full sized one, was covered in a nice gold and red comforter that Jayson didn't turn down as he plopped down on the bed completely nude. "Role play is a time to really call on those fantasies."

Adam sat down on the edge of the bed. He was less anxious in this meeting than in the first three, but still not all that comfortable. Jayson began tugging at his shirt until he lifted it off himself. He then fell back and landed in Jayson's arms. "What kind of fantasies and stuff like that do you enjoy?" he asked while watching as Jayson lit a cigarette.

"Dude, I got lots."

Adam took the opportunity and ran his fingers through the thick black hair that spread out perfectly across Jayson's chest. It worked in a fine line down to the noticeable abdominal muscles, and spread out again just as it fell below the belly button and met the pelvic area.

"If I had to choose a favorite it would be the 'half brother I had never met but when we finally do meet him we are so turned on by each other we give in and had wild sex role play."

Adam was turned on at the thought and repulsed. He was feeling that quite a bit lately. Seeing as how it didn't personally insult him as Jayson's taste and hunger for married men had he just gave a nod.

"Love the bad boy stuff too and that's the only time I am really willing to give up complete control and be submissive. But it has to go all the way. Like he really has to talk like scum and we have to get really fucked up." Jayson leaned forward a touch and took a hard drag from the cigarette. "I also don't mind staying dominant and punishing a guy for being bad and that has worked out to be pretty hot before."

"What do you mean by fucked up?"

Jayson gave an eyeroll and then sighed. "High. Smoke a little weed. A little crystal. Both of which can really enhance the sexual experience and they are way, way incredible when doing the bad boy thing."

Adam grew tense at the mention. He sat up. "My mom is an addict. I avoid drugs completely."

"People are too sensitive when it comes to these things. In the enhancement of sex there's no harm in them."

"I don't know if that's true or not but no judgment-"

"You ever tried anything?"

"No-"

"Not even weed?"

Adam shook his head.

"You are really killing me dude. No one should be this fucking sheltered at 24. It's not healthy-"

Adam gave a hard sigh. "Since I am predisposed to addiction I just never thought it wise to introduce that shit to my body." He failed to mention the Percocet he had taken during the wisdom teeth hell event. That wasn't for sport and it certainly hadn’t been enjoyable even though he was relaxed and subdued.

"People use addiction to justify bad behavior. You're not predisposed to it like you are cancer or a lazy dick or something. It's all up here." He gave a tap to his head and winked. "If you let things control you they'll ruin you and that's what it's like with drugs."

Whatever. How this guy became such an expert on virtually everything when he had lived just six short years longer than Adam was an annoying mystery. "Well fine, I can do pot on the daily and stop whenever I want."