Tristan felt a pang of jealousy in his heart, the sickening feeling travelled all round his body causing goosebumps all over his skin, he felt totally heartbroken knowing what they had done before coming out and had mustered all strength not to yank Roth's arms away from ruby, drag her by the hair and throw her out of the apartment."Hey Tristan" Roth greeted, a sexy smile on his face, as he then turned and give ruby a kiss on her forehead and on her lips."I see why you haven't been picking my calls. You have better things doing"."You called me?" Roth asked, surprised as to why he never heard the phone ring, he chuckle remembering he had been busy burying his head between ruby's legs."Iam tired, I'm going to bed" Tristan said, not sparing ruby a glance as he walked past them, tears burning his eyes as he tried not to let it fall. He needs to get Roth off his system, he was sure Roth doesn't know he is actually Killing him slowly.It hurts to see someone you love, love someone else.
Thankfully, Roth did not seem to think much of it and proceeded to walk into his booth as it was almost time to go live. “Good evening everyone! I hope all you pleasure-seeking ladies and gentlemen are having a wonderful evening. If not, worry not, the sex doctor is here to relieve you from all your troubles and show you new ways to indulge in passionate love-making.” Roth continued to speak in his microphone with his usual cheerful voice as Tristan watched him from outside the glass wall of the booth. “As per usual, we will be greeting our callers first. So, Tristan, who is our first caller for today?” Taking the cue, Tristan pressed a button to connect him to the woman on the other end of the line. “Say hello to Mary, doctor.” He signaled Roth. Roth gave him a thumbs up and spoke in the mic, “Hello Mary, how are you doing?” “I cannot believe I am actually on a call with you, doctor! It’s a dream come true.” The excitement was bursting from the voice of the woman on line. “Wel
Roth grabbed Tristan’s arm and pulled him towards himself, which caught Tristan off-guard and caused him to lose balance, as he fell straight onto Roth who, too, lost balance and they both ended up crashing on the rotating chair, with Tristan into Roth’s lap. That was the closest Tristan had ever physically been to Roth in real life. It took both of them a moment to register what was happening. Roth's hand was on Tristan’s thighs and Tristan's butt was right over … God, a feeling started to develop in Tristan’s lower belly as he realized who and what he was sat upon. With that close intimacy, he could feel Roth’s hardness just between his butt cheeks. He could feel it growing underneath him, poking him, inviting him. He was so close to Roth he could feel Roth’s warm breath on his neck, and feel Roth’s chest going up and down against his back. Tristan’s palms began to get sweaty despite the air-conditioner in the room. He found himself unable to move. He was so close to Roth that if
Roth had somehow taken control of the situation back at the dinner, but what Tristan said continued to bother him. He decided to disregard Tristan’s words as a joke delivered incorrectly, but Ruby was not doing that. She had not spoken a single word since after that event, nor had she changed out of that dress from the dinner. She was sitting next to the window in her room staring outside at nothing in particular. Roth walked up to her and put his hand on her shoulder, “He didn’t mean that Ruby.” He said quietly. He knew whatever he would say wouldn't resolve the effect of Tristan’s words. Ruby looked up to him, “Do you not want me? Am I just a fling for you like all the others?” “I have never been in a relationship with any woman, but I am committed to you. Doesn’t that say how much you mean to me?” Roth sat down beside her and put an arm around her shoulder, “I am sure Tristan was not serious, and even if he was, whatever he said was not true.”Ruby kept looking down at her hand
Meanwhile, Tristan had spent the entire night pacing in his room, embarrassed at his outburst the previous day at the dinner. It was not at all like him to go off like that, but heaven knows how much he had had to endure before he gave way like that. The thought of that look of disbelief on Roth’s face at his words was too unsettling for him. Even he himself could not believe he had actually said that. The effect that Roth had on him was scary, so after a long while of regretting and pondering over it, Tristan made a decision. Minutes after, he was knocking at Roth’s bedroom door, only to find out that the occupant of the room was not in. With a pang of hurt and jealousy Tristan realized what it meant. Roth had slept in Ruby’s room. Roth - who would never leave his place, his bedroom for anyone, had left it for Ruby. Under different conditions, Tristan would never have knocked at Ruby’s door, but at that moment, it was essential for him to talk to Roth. So, with a sinking feeling i
Ruby looked up at Roth after finishing her bagel and held his gaze, “Roth, since the moment that I have walked into your life, I know I don’t belong. You belong with the high-class women with perfect bodies who won’t give you their all, because you are not the commitment kind of guy.” She stood up, “I will be out of here before tonight.” Roth looked at her with sorrow - she was right to feel that way, and even though she was not right. Maybe Roth had not been the relationship kind of guy before her but she had changed his views about love, but he couldn’t tell her that. “Ruby, I have genuine feelings for you. I always did …” He still tried. “Shh, it’s okay Roth. I don’t blame you,” She walked towards him, “You know what?” She held his hand.He looked up at her inquiringly. “I am not Tristan’s problem. You are Tristan’s problem. If you don’t soon figure out what exactly is the deal, none of you can be happy.” She patted his hand and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Roth to his th
Friday both marked the end of the workweek for them, as well as, the sex doctor show day. Roth arrived at the studio earlier that day - usually he made it just in time for the show. Meanwhile, Tristan would be at the studio at least an hour before the show would air. “Someone’s up early,” It was ever so rare that Tristan got a chance to tease Roth, of course he wasn’t going to let it go. Roth playfully rolled his eyes at Tristan, “You bastard ended my relationship. What else was I to do?” That sobered Tristan up, “Roth, you know I didn’t end your relationship. I told you I have no say over your life decisions.”Roth scratched his ear, attempting to appear bored, “Calm down, I was just pulling your leg. Have we set up everything?”Fifty minutes later, Roth was sitting in the booth and Tristan was giving him the signal to start speaking. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. It’s, yet again, time for a sexy Friday evening. I hope all of you had been keeping it in your pants the previo
“Of all of our senses, touch seems the most explicitly linked to sex and sexual activity. That’s the crux. Sex and touch are indelibly linked when we conceive of them being linked by our own physical connection to another person. Lip to ear. Tongue to nipple. Fingers to clit. Penis to vagina and every other combination of body part to body part people find pleasurable. How our skin reacts to each of these parts, as well as the added tangibles of warmth and cold, hard and soft, rough or smooth, strong or gentle creates a unique sensation felt through our nervous system and ultimately recognized as sexy, not sexy or somewhere-in-between.” “If we talk about even BDSM - slaps, scratches, punches, bondage may initially invoke feelings and images of despair, degradation and attack. But when they are administered in a controlled, consensual and agreed upon manner, these forms of touch different but still strong nervous reaction in the body that can be wonderfully sexually satisfying to some