#yourfilthymuses

@yourfilthymuses continued from (x)

Leo had been to a nudist resort a few times before, so this wasn't his first rodeo. It was though his first day here, he arrived late last night due to the flight being delayed, so he didn't see much of the resort yet. However, today was a new day and as he was exploring, he came across a handsome man reading a book. As he approached the man, he cleared his throat to get the man's attention. As the man looked up and spoke, Leo smiled gently. "I was more seeing if the seat on your lap was free." He said in a sly tone as his eyes wondered down to the man's crotch.

Harry smirked a little as he just took in the sight of the man standing before him, a man who was easily the most perfect-looking human being that Harry had seen since he got to the resort. The cheeky smile and flirty look were enough to have anyone giving in and Harry was going to enjoy it for as long as he could. “Well, that is a very exclusive seat so I’ll have to check” he mused, taking a moment to pointedly look up and down over this mystery hunk’s perfect body before he put his book aside and brushed off his lap “Yep, it seems like there’s definitely space here for you… you’ll have to take the seat quickly though, soon it’s going to have someone pop up and that’s going to make it a lot harder to get on” he smirked, just looking over the other man and feeling his admittedly large cock just slowly growing the more he looked at the stud before him.

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This wasn't how the night was supposed to go. But the young man had looked so cold. Even with it being spring...the nights still could freeze one to the bone. It would be a shame, really, to lose such a beautiful specimen.

And Adam knew beauty. He was an artist. His canvas normally was the human body. He worked in any sort of medium he could though. He had a room in his home dedicated to painting and other forms of art. His studio.

He came from a long family of artists, and their work had always sold at a high price.

Now, Adam found himself looking at the expanse of the other's creamy skin and wondering what it would look like with swirls of ink...or if he feared needles, swirls of paint.

He would do it for free.

Just to see.

Patrick loved his job, most days. He hated when he had students who didn't seem to take his class seriously. He taught financial management in the business department and there were too many people who ended up failing with managing their financial obligations and ended up in a world of debt.

After he had handed all of the tests out, he had a note on Leo's to come and see him after class so that they could discuss the "D-" that he had received from the test. There were too many people who didn't take the class seriously and he was worried because Leo seemed to be one of those people and he was barely even passing and things weren't going to change until Leo starter working differently.

After handing out the tests, he gave his lecture for the day and told them what they needed to do for homework or how they could revise their tests if they received below a "C" and they could bring those in for the next class. Eventually, everybody got up and began to leave except for Leo who seemed to listen to the direction given on the test. "What's going on, Leo? Do you take my class as a joke?"

cale hadn't seen leo in - what was it? a couple of decades? when he had first come across the guy on grinder, he had barely recognised him. wouldn't have done, actually, if leo hadn't recognised him first. strange how time flies by, and people change. the reconnection was easy, and the invite to meet up came shortly after. against perhaps, all of cale's better judgements, he had decided to take him up on the offer.

and he shouldn't. not too close after deciding on a divorce with her. he had downloaded grinder to test the waters, to meet somebody new and to see where it led. jumping into something like this, so soon? going over to the guy's place? he wasn't sure. even if it was leo.

Behind the door of their tiny hotel room, Alois remembered why he had gotten so many pints down at the hotel bar. He was tipsy enough to look at the average couple's bed and think that this was not going to be a problem. He loosened up the tie and opened the first three buttons of his white shirt before kicking his shoes off and letting himself fall back on the bed. A problem with his plan had emerged perhaps after the second pint - drinking tended to make him touchy and being touchy also meant getting a bit horny. He had tapped the other's thigh, hugged him and confessed he was his best working mate. He drank another pint and another half of one before they decided to come up to the room. As he laid there and watched the ceiling, he felt his cock hard inside his pants. He breathed deep and reasoned through the cloudy judgement of his drunken mind. "I'm not gay. This is nothing, really." He opened his eyes and saw the other close by. Alois had really tried to get a room with two beds like the company had promised but the hotel was adamant there was nothing else available. He sensed his colleague was nervous about it so he decided to make the best of it. He took their key and playfully joked about their situation. "They take the working husband thing very seriously in our company, buddy." He jokingly even kissed his gay buddy on the cheek before they entered the elevator.

Alois had never had any trouble with his sexuality. He liked women. He liked pussy and their holes too. Gay men never scared him or anything. He even had a roommate that liked to suck his cock back in the days. But just that.