Chapter 3: First time
Callum's heart pounded in his chest like a drum as he turned onto his hands and knees, presenting himself to Jon like an offering. The cool air of Jon's apartment nipped at his bare skin, raising goosebumps along his arms and legs. He felt vulnerable, exposed, yet there was a thrill in the air that made his blood sing with anticipation. He could feel Jon's eyes on him, warm and intense, like a physical touch. His body trembled slightly, a mix of nerves and desire coursing through his veins.
Jon stood behind him, his presence looming large and intimidating.
Callum felt a shiver run down his spine, equal parts fear and excitement coursing through his veins. He heard Jon's footsteps approach, felt the warmth of his body as he leaned over him. A moment later, Jon's hand landed on Callum's ass with a sharp slap. Callum yelped, the sound of surprise and pain echoing through the room.
"Fuck," Jon growled, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down Callum's spine. He landed another slap, this one harder, the sting spreading quickly across Callum's flesh. "You have a beautiful ass, Callum.