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imprisoning him on the bed.
    Tyler giggled.  “Someone likes it rough.”
    “You bet your sweet little ass I do.”  Justin grabbed Tyler’s face in his hand.  He was about to give him a forceful kiss, but Tyler scuttled out from underneath him and jumped off of the bed.
    “Slow down, boyfriend.”  Tyler put his hands on his hips and displayed a teasing smile.  “A lady likes a little romance first.”
    “Romance?”  Justin turned onto his side, supported his head with one hand and cupped his naked crotch with the other.  “I’m gonna romance you all night long.”
    Tyler slowly li cked his top lip. “Yes you will, but we’re going to do it nice and slow.  This isn’t going to be a hit and run.”  He sauntered around the room and held his hand out in front of him as he spoke.  “You see, anticipation builds the excitement. It creates suspense.  It generates a fervor.  Sex is not just about instant gratification.  It takes the consciousness to another realm.  Tonight, you and I, my darling impatient man, are going to achieve zen.”
    Tyler casually dropped his leather jeans to the floor.  It didn’t take much, his boyish hips barely held them up.  He stepped out of them and walked closer to the bed.  Tyler wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his erection stood proudly on display.  Justin reached for it, but Tyler backed up.
    “Patience.”  Tyler waved his index finger and smiled.  “Tolerance and fortitude will bring you to places you never imagined.”  He took a fresh flower off of the dresser.  It was a rose from Heather's garden.  "I want you to lie perfectly still and close your eyes."  Tyler sat down on the edge of the bed.  "I said, close your eyes."
    Justin chuckled.  "I'm gonna try, but I can't promise anything."
    Tyler looked around the bedroom and spotted Justin’s robe on the chair in the corner.  He took the belt and blindfolded Justin with it.
    It was exciting, but a part of Justin was leery. He just met this guy.  Tyler could grab something valuable and be out the door before he got the blindfold off.  He tried to remember if he had any money or anything of value lying around, but something tickled his chest and distracted him. It was the flower.
    "Feel the soft petals against your skin," Tyler said.  "Clear your head and don't think of anything except the flower.  Visualize it in your mind.  See the deep blood red pigment of the rose.  See it touching your body.
    It was surprisingly erotic.  It made Justin yearn for deeper physical contact.  It was har d to lie still.  He reached out and his hand found Tyler’s thigh.
    “Keep your hands flat on the bed.”  Tyler removed Justin ’s hand from his leg.   “Let me touch you.”
    Tyler gently ran the flower across Justin's chest, down his right arm, then down his left.  The flower traced each finger from the knuck le to its tip.  Next, Tyler slowly glided it down the length of Justin’s legs, one at a time.
    Neither one of them spoke.  The only sound in the room was Justin's breath, deepening with each caress of the silky rose against his bare skin.  The flower found its way back to the center of his chest.  It made small circles around his nipples, first clockwise, then counter clockwise.  His nerve endings were standing on end.  They were over sensitized and over stimulated.  He was tingling all over.  A sweet aroma filled his nost rils.  He wrinkled his nose.  It was the flower.
    "That's it," Tyler whispered.  "Let your senses experience the pleasures. "
    The rose traveled across the nape of Justin’s neck and traced the outline of his collarbone.  It ran down his sternum and slowly outlined each one of his ribs. Normally it would have tickled, but this flower was magical.  It was a wand filled with delight, bestowing joy and bliss co-mingled with rapture.
    All of his senses were heightened.  They were alive.  It was as if he was using them for the first time.  He not only felt the