When River calls his twin Leaf and says “Brother, I’m in trouble,” Leaf does the same thing he always does — he comes to River’s rescue. Leaf’s twin is thrilled he showed up, and quickly takes his clothes, tells him he’s going to have a great time and leaves Leaf to be auctioned off at the Shibari Auction House in his place.

Not quite sure what River has gotten him into this time, Leaf is stunned to find himself auctioned off for seventy-five thousand dollars. Not sure exactly what’s expected of him, he tells the man who won him the truth and finds himself treated more than fairly by James, the man who bought a week of his time.

Has River left Leaf holding the bag? Or has River inadvertently granted Leaf fantasies he didn’t even know he had?

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Leaf shivered for him, lips parting on a gasp. James pressed their
lips together, more breathing with Leaf than kissing. Leaf claimed to
be experienced, but he thought the boy was largely untried. Leaf
moaned for him, the sound whisper soft.

He slipped his tongue into Leaf’s mouth as it opened, answered the
sweet moan with one of his own. Leaf stepped closer, the sweet baby
boy dear and innocent, eager for him. He reached for the top button of
Leaf’s shirt, slowly undid it. Leaf swallowed, throat moving under
James’ fingers.

He started exploring the smooth flesh as he undid the third button.
Leaf’s heartbeat thrummed under his fingertips. He put his palm flat
against it, moaning into the kiss again. Sweet, curious boy. Untried
and all his.

Getting the rest of the shirt buttons undone, he tugged the ends out
of Leaf’s slacks and pushed the material over the boy’s shoulders,
baring the slender torso to his gaze. Leaf blushed a warm pink, but
didn’t shy from him.

The dark little nipples called to him, as did the well-formed belly,
and he reached for both at the same time, his right hand stroking over
the lightly ridged abdomen, his left sliding over one peaked nipple.
It tightened so prettily, drew up for him.

“So responsive. You’re intoxicating,” James murmured.

“Thank you. This is wild. All new.”

“I couldn’t have asked for anything better.” He pinched Leaf’s other
nipple lightly, watching closely to see his boy’s reaction.

Leaf gasped, body tightening for him.

“I think you’re going to enjoy nipple torture so very much.” He knew he was.

“Torture isn’t a fun word.”

He pinched Leaf’s nipple again. “What would you rather we call it?”

“I… I don’t know. I can’t think with you touching like that.”

“Thinking is overrated.”

Leaf chuckled, the sound so confused.

“Do you want me to stop?” He would push, but not shove this lovely man
into the world of pain and pleasure.

“No. No, I like the way it feels.”

“Good boy.” He rolled one little nipple between his thumb and
forefinger. The tiny bit of flesh tightened, drew up for him. “Yes…
someone likes nipple torture very much.” He tugged it some more.

Leaf leaned close, lips near his ear. “It doesn’t feel like torture.”

“Good. It’s not supposed to.” He turned his face and brought their
lips together, kissing his boy.

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