Sebastian slid his hand over the male's shoulder. He was blond, beautiful if not a little young looking but he was sure that was someone's type. In fact the majority of porn under the 'twink' category had his type or a 'rocker' looking guy tatted up, if not a mixture of the two.

Sebastian eyed the body, asleep but kind of dead looking. He was pale, glasses obviously from the slight tan line but something seemed off. He didn't know how he felt about just... taking this boy. And that's what he was... a boy.

Sebastian sighed, looking at his now empty ring finger and nodded. He didn't talk during sex which led him to this moment, where he was about to have sex with a man who didn't CARE if he talked. He got paid and Sebastian got laid.

Well, it seemed like a smart idea.

Sebastian rolled on a condom, despite the fact every customer and participant had checks to prove there were no STD's, he wasn't chancing it. He patted his dick, begging it to come up as he looked at the blonds ass, just waiting. It was round and bubbled, something Sebastian himself tended to like. He was an ass man, but if the thighs were too thin... it was a turn off and sadly that's what this was.

This boy was small, he LOOKED like a boy, he smelled like one as well. An over abundance of cologne, a mixture from the men before Sebastian. He sighed and sat on the bed, looking at his sleeping face. "Do you like your job?" He asked, rubbing the boys back before rolling him over gently to look at all of him.

His cock was not a boys. No this lithe blond had a massive cock, even in it's small state it was nearly scary to look at. At least Sebastian found something that made his own member stand up with a salute. He stroked his cloaked dick as he spread the boys legs, bending them up over his hips before he plunged in, the boys ass spreading expertly. He smiled and stared at his cock as he fucked him, cumming within minutes into the condom. He gasped, pulling out, looking at the weak amount of sperm and sighed, tying it off and throwing it in the bin. He laid the boy back, kissing his cheeks and then his lips, just once. He smiled and slid off the bed.

"I bet you do love your job. You look the type." He whispered and walked out of the room after redressing.

"Is there anyway I can request someone... older?" Sebastian asked the man at the front desk after his session.

"How old are you looking for, Mr. Smythe? The drugs they are under are safe but... certain people over the age of 55 or so... it can be dangerous."

"No! I mean, I have no real rejection to those of older age. I'm just talking about someone who doesn't look like they're twelve?"

Charlie looked at the books, noting Mr. Smythe didn't appear to enjoy Mr. Kiehl and looked up. "We have a new boy, I say boy but I think anyone under the age of 40 is one. He's in his mid-twenties, would you like to see a photo?"

"Is he free right now? I just want to make sure I don't waste my money." Charlie bit his lip, looking at the clock.

"Yes, but only for a minute. I need to clean the room anyway."

"Thank you." Sebastian said and they walked to the door next to the desk and Charlie unlocked it, and they entered. Charlie began picking up the condom wrapper and latex glove from the floor and threw them away and cleaned his hands as Sebastian inspected the male. He stood by the door and looked at his facial features. Mature, handsome... And when he shifted in his sleep Sebastian saw the heavy balls, drawn tight to his perfect body. "I want him. Every time I'm here, he's who I want."

"Yes sir." Charlie nodded and smiled. "Let's leave." He said simply and led Sebastian out.

Sebastian entered his house at midnight that night, dropping his bag and fell onto the couch. "Seb?" David asked from the doorway to the kitchen.

"Yes darling?" He looked up and David sighed.

"I know it's not my place... I know we're not in a good place to ask these kinds of questions but where were you? You're home really late and I was worried."

Sebastian smiled sadly and patted the spot beside him. His nearly-ex-husband came to sit beside him, cuddling into the man. "I tried sleeping with another man, and he looked too young, too innocent. It wasn't good... I guess I like my men mature." Sebastian said ruffling the man's hair. "No one will ever be you, David Karofsky."

David smiled sadly. "W-why? I mean, I know that you love me, and that the sex is the only thing that's faltering between us. But why try to have sex before our actual divorce?"

"Have you ever licked the cream from an oreo before you eat the actual cookie, Dave?" The bigger male nodded, confused. "I wanted to make sure the cream was worth losing the whole cookie."

Dave sighed and nodded, looking at his husband. "Was it worth it?"

"I'm not sure. All I know is I'd rather be with you than him!"

"Seb..."

"I know, David. I know it's over between us but I can't help but love you every day. Despite everything, the divorce, the war we're about to go through for the kids, despite it all... I still want you every night."

David tipped up Sebastian's chin and a long moment passed between them before Sebastian pressed a small kiss to David's chin. "I love you." He whispered and lifted his chin up before letting their lips brush. David smiled and pressed their foreheads together.

"I love you too. And I'm so sorry for everything that's going to happen."

"Me too."