...“Want to come in?” Toby asked, as they approached his apartment door. His heart pounded hard in his chest. It was getting late, he knew, close to midnight, and Lucas probably had to film the show in the morning.

Lucas stopped his hand as he went to turn the key in the door. He reached up to grasp Toby’s chin, forcing their eyes to meet. “I do. If you want to go slow, though, I shouldn’t.”

Why did he want to go slow? Oh, yeah, to prove he wasn’t some easy slut. If he let Lucas in tonight he knew they would have sex. And if he had any regrets after, if Lucas was then finished with him, he’d have only himself to blame. But if Lucas only wanted him for sex that wasn’t going to change even if they waited through a month of dates, would it?

“Toby?”

“Come inside,” he whispered. He fumbled with the key, but got the door open. Once they were both in the apartment, Toby closed and locked the door. “My room’s this way.”

Toby bit his lips nervously as he led Lucas down the short hall to the only bedroom. He’d long since ceased to be a virgin, yet tonight he felt like one. Skittish, with his heart beating a fast tattoo against his chest. He wanted this…he did. Ever since he’d met Lucas in the hospital, Toby had dreamed of this. Yet now that the time had come, he was so afraid he’d make the biggest fool of himself.

Lucas’s hand rested on his right buttock, sending a powerful jolt of desire straight to his already half-hard cock. Walking through the bedroom doorway, Toby turned to face Lucas.

“How about I give you a personal striptease?” Toby licked his lips suggestively. This he knew. This he could be good at.

Lucas grinned. “An offer I wouldn’t turn down in a million years.”

Toby returned his grin. “Okay, then get naked and wait on the bed for me.” He didn’t wait to see if Lucas would do as he said, he just assumed the man would. He disappeared into the bathroom, grabbing a box of condoms and a bottle of lube.

Running back out to the bedroom, Toby tossed the supplies toward the bed, quickly noticing discarded clothes on the floor by the foot of the bed. He didn’t yet look at Lucas. He wanted to wait, to anticipate.

Next he went into his closet. He toed off his shoes, and then found his magenta robe, which he slipped on, and a pair of pink, elbow length satin gloves. After putting those on, Toby located his old portable CD player and chose a Music of the 80s CD from a box in the corner of his closet. He was ready.

At the last minute, he grabbed a red feather boa off the top shelf and wrapped that around his neck. He set the CD player on the floor just inside the closet door and turned on the music full blast.

His cock had risen to full hardness just thinking of dancing for Lucas. He approached the bed where an incredibly hot, naked man lay. For a moment, instead of doing his stripper act, Toby just stared, his mouth agape.

Lucas sat up against the headboard, one leg slightly bent, his dick large, thick and fully erect. His long fingers were curved around the shaft, stroking it.

Toby had guessed that under Lucas’s clothes was a gorgeous muscular vision of manliness, and he was not disappointed. Lucas’s chest was broad and muscular and his biceps bulged. His six-pack abs would be the envy of many strippers Toby knew.