Roth finally reached to the conclusion that it would be an awkward time to wake up for him now, so he delayed his plan, deciding to wait a while before opening his eyes, to not make it seem like he had heard that, saving Tristan the embarrassment and himself the awkwardness. However Tristan had other plans in mind, he never gave Roth the chance to execute his plan, continuing to spill out his heart in that soft voice that melted Roth's heart, "You're so beautiful, but unfortunately, I would never be able to tell you that in your consciousness." "Oh, Roth, you have no idea what you have done to me. You have no idea how much it hurts to see you with other people." Roth had all the idea in the world how much it hurt, he had felt that pain when he saw Ruby with that other guy. But Roth used to go through at least three women per week. He could imagine the thought of Tristan going through that pain repeatedly. His heart started to go out for Tristan, despite everything, Tristan was his
“Good morning ladies and gentlemen! I hope y’all have planned loads of sex for this particular Friday night. Allow the sex doctor to assist you in your journey of pleasure. Let’s have our first caller ready, Tristan, shall we?” Roth’s cheery voice boomed across the booth, not carrying a hint of his sleep deprivation. “Right, doctor, our first caller is Antonio.” Tristan informed him before connecting the caller’s audio to the headset on Roth. Roth gave Tristan a thumbs up across the booth, as he spoke, “Hello Antonio, what made you call the sex doctor today? Unable to make your lady’s juices flow?” Roth’s wit made Tristan chuckle - he did not enjoy the rest of the days as much as he enjoyed Fridays. He liked Roth in the booth. Roth was a whole different person in the booth. His masked identity behind the sex doctor allowed him to be completely reckless and open with his remarks. “Doctor, lately for some personal reasons, I was not able to have penetrative sex with my girlfriend, so
“Good morning ladies and gentlemen! I hope y’all have planned loads of sex for this particular Friday night. Allow the sex doctor to assist you in your journey of pleasure. Let’s have our first caller ready, Tristan, shall we?” Roth’s cheery voice boomed across the booth, not carrying a hint of his sleep deprivation. “Right, doctor, our first caller is Antonio.” Tristan informed him before connecting the caller’s audio to the headset on Roth. Roth gave Tristan a thumbs up across the booth, as he spoke, “Hello Antonio, what made you call the sex doctor today? Unable to make your lady’s juices flow?” Roth’s wit made Tristan chuckle - he did not enjoy the rest of the days as much as he enjoyed Fridays. He liked Roth in the booth. Roth was a whole different person in the booth. His masked identity behind the sex doctor allowed him to be completely reckless and open with his remarks. “Doctor, lately for some personal reasons, I was not able to have penetrative sex with my girlfriend, so
“Good morning ladies and gentlemen! I hope y’all have planned loads of sex for this particular Friday night. Allow the sex doctor to assist you in your journey of pleasure. Let’s have our first caller ready, Tristan, shall we?” Roth’s cheery voice boomed across the booth, not carrying a hint of his sleep deprivation. “Right, doctor, our first caller is Antonio.” Tristan informed him before connecting the caller’s audio to the headset on Roth. Roth gave Tristan a thumbs up across the booth, as he spoke, “Hello Antonio, what made you call the sex doctor today? Unable to make your lady’s juices flow?” Roth’s wit made Tristan chuckle - he did not enjoy the rest of the days as much as he enjoyed Fridays. He liked Roth in the booth. Roth was a whole different person in the booth. His masked identity behind the sex doctor allowed him to be completely reckless and open with his remarks. “Doctor, lately for some personal reasons, I was not able to have penetrative sex with my girlfriend, so
“Good morning ladies and gentlemen! I hope y’all have planned loads of sex for this particular Friday night. Allow the sex doctor to assist you in your journey of pleasure. Let’s have our first caller ready, Tristan, shall we?” Roth’s cheery voice boomed across the booth, not carrying a hint of his sleep deprivation. “Right, doctor, our first caller is Antonio.” Tristan informed him before connecting the caller’s audio to the headset on Roth. Roth gave Tristan a thumbs up across the booth, as he spoke, “Hello Antonio, what made you call the sex doctor today? Unable to make your lady’s juices flow?” Roth’s wit made Tristan chuckle - he did not enjoy the rest of the days as much as he enjoyed Fridays. He liked Roth in the booth. Roth was a whole different person in the booth. His masked identity behind the sex doctor allowed him to be completely reckless and open with his remarks. “Doctor, lately for some personal reasons, I was not able to have penetrative sex with my girlfriend, so
Sensing Antonio’s discomfort, Roth encouraged him, “Sex is a part of life, a big one. Why are you shying away? Come on, we are totally open on the sex doctor show.” “No, doctor, I’m afraid we aren’t the dirty talking type.” You could feel the embarrassment in Antonio’s voice. “What a load of bosh! Everyone is the dirty talking type. You just have not discovered that side of yourself yet! Here’s a tip for practicing dirty talk: develop an ongoing, open conversation about sex even when you are not having sex, so you both feel more comfortable sharing what you do and don't like - this is the best way to become experts in pleasing each other. Ask your partner how they like to be touched, do they want it harder, softer, faster, or slower - these questions make for some great dirty talk! You get me, Antonio?”“Yes, doctor, could you give me some specific foreplay techniques to try out on my girl though?”Roth let out a light laugh, “Of course! I’m the sex doctor for a reason. Okay, so you
It was nearly pitch dark in the bar, and an air of excitement was palpable in the quiet murmurs of the crowd. Frantic whispers broke out as the emcee stepped to the microphone and the house lights came up. Now you could see the large screens hanging from the ceiling in strategic spots along the room and the pommel horse onstage, the examination table with stirrups, the loops and bars and stocks that permitted a variety of bound positions.Roth silently sat at the counter taking in his surroundings, his gaze now lingering on an impossibly slinky blond, with hips so narrow it was hard to believe she could even be real. Her breasts, though, were nicely rounded, perfectly shaped as her tight dress accentuated them. She caught him staring at her and flashed him a smile, Roth smiled back and nodded, gesturing to her to come to him. She obeyed, her hips swaying, every muscle of her legs visible in her miniskirt. Roth maintained a dreamy gaze in his eyes, a mischievous smile playing at his
Roth mindlessly drove around after exiting the hotel, ashamed at what he had just done. Despite it being Mandy’s profession and Roth knowing that she must have received worse, he felt bad for only having used her for sex and walking out on her without even turning back to look at her. But he needed to fuck someone’s brains out to get his own brains to start functioning. Tristan’s unintended confession had made matters more complicated for Roth. Earlier he was of the idea that Tristan was only physically attracted to him, but now as Tristan’s breaking voice kept echoing in his ears, he was compelled to be open to the idea of Tristan being in love with him. Earlier it was easy being around Tristan, having his fun teasing him, watching his body perk up responding to Roth’s touch, but now he could not deliberately hurt his feelings. It would fill him with guilt if he would take a woman back home knowing it would hurt Tristan. Roth did not like the position it put him in, it annoyed him