Uncovered Desires

Episode 11:  Confessions and profits

By three in the morning, the poolside music had faded into a soft hum, leaving only a scattered few guests lingering in the living room and only one or two in the back yard. George sat slumped on the plush leather sectional, nursing another strong drink. Next to the sofa, in his wheelchair, sat Jason; his blue eyes sharp and calculating despite the late hour. Jason leaned in close, his physical proximity an intentional, practiced ploy to draw George in. He could smell the desperation on the older man, and where there was desperation, there was money to be made.

"It’s just so damn lonely sometimes, Jason," George muttered, his speech slurred as he gestured vaguely at the empty party trays. "I try to keep the energy going, you know? Put on a show. I got the swings, the bondage equipment, mummification-wear... I love the thrill of all of it. I'm into the real twink scene, the wild stuff."

Jason offered a sympathetic, almost seductive nod, stroking George’s ego with an attentive tilt of his head. "A man with refined tastes, George. There's nothing wrong with knowing what turns you on."

"Except it's all ending," George confessed, his voice dropping to a sullen whisper as he stared into his glass. "David's coming over from the Philippines soon. He's conservative. Very traditional. Once he gets here to the US, no more nude parties. No more events around town. This whole part of my life... gone." George paused, leaning closer, the alcohol completely stripping away his filter. "And the worst part? The sick joke of it all?" He let out a bitter, raspy laugh. "I talk a big game about all these freaky kinks... but I haven't been able to get an erection in over a year. Not once."

A subtle, electric spark flashed in Jason’s eyes. He had him!

A slow, knowing smile spread across Jason's face as he leaned forward, placing a warm hand gently over George's trembling knee.

"Well, George..." Jason whispered smoothly. "I think I can help you with that."