STORYBOOK 2

A SPECIAL MEETING 1.3 (ENGLISH)

The bedroom was in the dark but still Krist could feel Singto's eyes following him closely. As if the man was evaluating whether to enter into the room or run away from it, never to return.

"Maybe it's too soon ..." he said to himself as, with a slight sigh, he sat on the edge of the bed and waited patiently for Singto, who was still at the door of the room, to take a few steps inward.

Finally, after a few minutes and realizing that his companion had no intention of entering, Krist sighed as he brought one of his hands to his neck, massaging it in an attempt to calm down. In an attempt to get his heart back to its normal rhythm and not seem like it was going to jump out of his chest.

"Better grab the bull by the horns ..." he said to himself, letting out a slight chuckle that made Singto, who was not expecting it, stop looking at the store's bedroom ... especially the large mirrors that covered the walls and that were reflecting the light that came through the open door ... to look at Krist with a nervous expression on his face.

- "You can turn on the lights if you are more comfortable like that.." - Krist commented as, with more security than he really felt, he began to undo the buttons of his white shirt.

Singto growled but said nothing. Then he turned on two of the lights of the room, which were above the head of the bed, and took a few steps towards the place where Krist was sitting. Finally, and with a somewhat pale expression, he dropped to his side, face down and with his legs out of bed.

- "Do it ... don't waste more time...".

Krist sighed, remembering the previous sessions in which, just like now, Singto barely moved. As if, by not intervening, he could imagine that it was all a dream ... a mere nightmare from which he could wake up at any moment. As soon as he wanted.

"That way we won't achieve anything ...", he thought while, with a finger, he caressed Singto's back through his soft silk shirt.

- "Hm"

Krist smiled, noticing Singto's slight reaction to his touch.

"At least all those sessions have served me to let me know what he likes...", he thought only to stop smiling immediately afterwards as he started remembering the few times when, with his eyes closed, Singto had whispered a name.

A name that was not his.

And, truth to be told, Krist couldn't stop himself from hating Neen in each and every one of those moments. Much more when those feelings that he already believed to be forgotten, were beginning to return to him, to occupy his dreams and to make him wake up each morning with a pounding heart and traces of semen in his pants.

He had tried to control it ... He had even reminded himself that Singto had a beautiful fiancée and that the man had no feelings for him, that he did not even like men.

But he had not succeeded yet and he was already reaching his limit.

That was the real reason that was behind his acceptance of avancing the session of that week ... the last of the four sessions he had signed with Singto's manager. He had reached a point where, what he most wanted now, was to escape from everything ... from Singto and those feelings that were not going to end as anything but a heartache.

Krist sighed and then stopped stroking the man's back.

- "Until now you have only let me kiss and carress you for a little while... Are you sure you want to do it already?"

Singto, hearing Krist's words, turned his body towards his and, lying on the bed, looked at him with a terrified but determined expression on his face.