Seduced by a Dandy ~ The first novelette from "Different Desire", a Gay Victorian Romance and Erotic novelette collection

his needs.
    Therefore , as I undid his breeche s with one hand, I let the other hand glide down his thighs. I heard him moan in response as I touched him more intensely, but never actually touching his hardness, at least n ot yet.
    My hands continued their investigation. They touch ed him , glided along his naked torso, my fingertips brushing his nipples while I kissed his neck . I knew without touching him that he was growing hard er and I continued to tease him by rubbing his thigh s more firmly. As I felt him tremble under my touch , I knew that he would very soon start to lo se control .
     
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    I have been undressed many times in my life by my valet, who , luckily for me , is a n elderly , friendly man in his mid- sixties and who never have stirred neither my imagination n or my temptation. Letting Luciano undress me , however , was an entirely different matter. He circled around me, like a predator closing in on its prey. In a way I felt almost vulnerable as I was gradually getting naked . What does he want to do? I wondered. And what do I want him to do? Still, as he took off my clothes , one item after the other , I was getting more and more certain of that I probably would let him do whatever he wanted to with me .
    I had tried in vain to warn myself against him. I knew he had a more than questionable reputation, while mine was still intact, mostly due to luck, prudency, and because I very seldom let myself stray. And I did not have a powerful father to protect me if I would be involved in a scandal. Better to be a lone bachelor than completely desolated, abandoned by friends or family , I had told myself.
    And I was absolutely right. In all aspects this was a horrid idea and I should not under any circumstances have oblige d to Mr Cosanni’s most depraved request in the first place !
    However, the notion of that I was about to do something that was not only forbidden, but also dangerous , did unfortunately only increase my craving for him . P erhaps knowing that this opportunity would most likely come but only once made it even sweeter . For one single occasion, one single night , I did not want to play the role of the well-behaved son, the caring brother who saw everyone else around him find happiness and love, or the gentle friend with a hidden secret.
    I tried to stand still and not to move as he had requested , however it was getting more and more difficult to resist him. A stolen glance told me that we were both rather excited at the moment , s o when he stood behind me and finally let his hands glide over my body , I felt almost drunk with desire. He started slow ly and never really touch ed me all the way, which surely would have made me reach climax instantly , regardless if I tried to hold back or not. Still, the hands were so close it was maddening. I heard myself moa n softly and I wished desperately for him to reach down and touch me , b ut he did not.
    As I grew harder his hands were everywhere : The glided across my chest and stroke d my sensitive nipples. He teased me, tempted me, and torm ented me. I felt shivers form and felt both hot and cold at the same time as my desire grew. I tried to continue to stand still, but all I wanted to was to turn around and kiss him a nd guide his hand to my waiting erection. It would take almost nothing for me to come at this moment.
    “Please,” I whispered , not even knowing myself if it was a plea for him to stop or to continue to tantalize me .
    “You are behaving ver y well,” he whispered in my ear and gently pressed himself against me. Instinctively I pressed my back towards his body, pleased with the increased body contact. I heard him gasp in response and push himself a little bit firmer against me . I suddenly realized that I could feel him all the way against me, including his full erection against my backside . The sensation of him being so hard and ready , and knowing that he desired me , made me lose the last shreds of my self- control . Involuntary I turned around, letting one hand reach down to touch him and the other gripping his neck, and tried to force him to kiss me.
     
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    I saw him fight with his declining willpower to stand still as I teased him lazily , deliberately doing my best to tempt him further until he could resist any more . In the end he stood there, shivering with closed eyes and with his fists clenched so hard his knuckles were turning white. There was something incredibly a rousing about seeing him at last