Chapter 2

Tests of Tenderness- A Pop Quiz One Twink to Another

Muttering curses about tactless twinks, Scott managed to catch up to Shane before the elevator doors closed. Rushing inside at the last second, Scott looked down at Shane and sighed.

The younger man had tears flowing down his face as he fought without much success to calm down. The angst Scott saw in Shane's brown eyes almost broke his heart. "Relax, Chico," Scott said cornering Shane at the back of the elevator. Raising a big hand Scott wiped away the tears looking tenderly at the smaller man.

Letting his hand rest where it was Scott trailed his thumb back and forth across Shane's cheekbone as he thought about what Shannon said in the bar. When they came to a stop and the doors opened with a ding, Scott took Shane's smaller hand and led him out. "Which room, Sugarbaby?"

Timidly Shane took the key card out of his back pocket and handed it to Scott, and, after reading the room number, Scott took Shane to his room. Inside he led the young man to one of the beds and sitting down pulled him to stand between his spread legs looking up at the wide-eyed twink.

"I gotta question for ya," Scott said watching Shane's face. When the other man nodded Scott continued. "Is what Shannon said true? Do you want more than a fuck from me?"

Shane blushed and chewing on his bottom lip tried to pull away, but Scott wouldn't let him. "Do you want more than that from me?" Scott asked again.

Shane's face flamed even redder and looking down at their joined hands he nodded.

"Then what're you lookin down there for?" Scott asked quietly.

Giggling Shane couldn't help but raise his head and ask," Down where?"

Shaking his head Scott grinned back and responded familiarly, "You know where." Then he pulled the giggle box into his arms and fell back so that Shane was lying half on top of him.

Shane started down at Scott shyly. He hadn't been with anyone on a regular basis since WCW broke up and he'd been separated from Shannon. It had been even longer since he'd been with such a manly Dom and he was unsure of where to go from here. It wasn't helping matters that THIS big manly Dom was Scott Hall. He'd had a crush on Scott since his first trip in WWF as Razor Ramon when Shane was a teenager. After coming to WCW and meeting his idol though Shane decided that Scott Hall was the best thing since sliced bread.

His already down and dirty fantasies had taken a turn to the softer side of sex and love. Shane raised a shaky finger to trace the contours of Scott's face memorizing every bump, curve, and dip as he went. As he traced the lips, Scott parted them and sucked the finger in causing Shane to gasp in delight. Scott sucked on the finger slowly and easily moving it in and out of his mouth. Occasionally he'd circle his tongue around the tip before sucking it back into his mouth.

Shane's big brown eyes stared into Scott's in wonderment. He'd never met a Dom that was this tender and caring with any twink. Normally it was all wham, bam, thank-you-ma'am. Emotion was secondary to the fuck, but with Scott it was as if the sex was secondary to the emotion. It was simply the tool he used to express how he felt.

"Why are you lookin at me like that Sugarbaby?" Scott asked quietly.

"I've never met a Dom like you before," Shane replied awed.

Scott grinned then uncurled the rest of Shane's fingers and kissed his palm. "Probably 'cause I ain't a Dom. I'm just a really big twink, baby."

Shane giggled at that and started squirming around on Scott's lap when he realized that his jeans were becoming too tight. "You got ants in your pants, Sugar?" Scott asked giggling himself.

"I got somethin' in there," Shane said grinning down at the older man, "cause my pants are awfully tight all of a sudden."

"Hmmm," Scott said before quickly reversing their positions. "Maybe we should get them off you before they cause permanent damage. I have plans for those parts later you know."

Shane assumed that Scott would go right for the pants, but to his surprise he instead untucked his tight black shirt. Then sticking his big hands between the cotton and Shane he started tickling the smaller man.

"Ahh Scotty!" Shane shrieked before launching into peels of laughter and Scott couldn't help but laugh himself. After a few moments the playing stopped and Scott found himself looking down into the smiling eyes of Shane. Suddenly Scott was filled with a much stronger emotion and sobered quickly. "God I could cherish you," he whispered to Shane before lowering his head and giving Sugar the tenderest kiss he'd ever gotten from a man.

Then when he was done Scott placed tiny kisses all over Shane's face while lightly he trailed his fingers over the cloth of the shirt. This time when Shane squirmed it was with a much more intense need.

"Patience Sugarbaby," Scott whispered in the young man's ear before moving on to muzzle his neck.

The feel of Scott's stubby whiskers followed by his hot wet lips trailing over the tender skin made Shane long for that sensation in other lower regions of his body. "Scotty please."

"All in good time, baby… there's no reason to rush," Scott said softly them raised his face to stare into Shane's eyes. Seeing the need and passion there, Scott smiled happy that things were going even better than he could have hoped for.

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