Not for Sale

When Han Lin was almost caught by the door again, the male waiter who had been welcoming people with a professional smile at the entrance couldn't help speaking up.

"Sir, are you coming in or not? The minimum consumption is only a few dozen yuan. Do you really need to think for two hours?"

Han Lin felt a bit scared by the repetition of his name and looked around hurriedly. Seeing that people nearby were already looking over curiously, he quickly stepped into the nightclub with one foot.

Inside the door was indeed a different world.

Han Lin had made up his mind many times before, but never had the courage to come in. Today, as he came to a place like this for the first time, he was led by a waiter to find an empty seat and couldn't help but look around blankly: "So many people..."

And they were all men.

He had never seen so many gay men before. It was truly spectacular visually. He had never encountered any of them in this city before.

Han Lin ordered a drink casually and sat restlessly, contemplating how to approach the situation.

He certainly didn't come here to drink the kind of stuff you can get for a tenth of the price outside, and Narcissism is famous as a gay bar not only because the drinks are really unforgettably expensive, but also, and more importantly, because of the outstanding quality of the erotic services it offers.

Han Lin repeats this over and over in his mind before finally mustering up the courage to stop a waiter.

"Can I get you anything else, sir?"

"I ...... "Han Lin was so nervous that his stomach hurt a little, and it was difficult to speak, "I want ......"

The waiter was immediately more nervous than him, "What?"

Han Lin stammered, "I was thinking ......"

"We're a regular place here, we don't offer illegal transactions like drugs."

"No ......," Han Lin finally accumulated enough courage, "I, I want to call a male prostitute."

After a while of silence, the waiter responded as if Han Lin had just ordered another drink, "Is that all? I thought you forgot to bring money."

Han Lin was secretly surprised. The world had become so open without him noticing.

Soon, someone came and led him away, pointing out a few men who were drinking and chatting while standing or sitting.

"Sorry, only a few left."

Today was payday, the business in the store was too good, Han Lin obviously came at a bad time, and was a first time customer, the few male prostitutes that he could pick, to put it politely, were all not good "goods".

It's not that they're not good looking, but they don't make people feel comfortable. This kind of industry, temperament is actually more important than looks.

Han Lin was already feeling a bit sad and timid, and if he didn't find someone caring and kind enough, this birthday would only be sadder.

With no other options, Han Lin looked around, trying to choose someone close to his preferred type. While worrying, he suddenly saw a man walking over and standing near the group of people, whispering something to them.

This person was tall and handsome enough, and his posture was very dignified. Yet, there was a faint charm between his eyebrows and eyes. Han Lin stared at him blankly, and he also looked at Han Lin for a moment, then smiled slightly as their eyes met.

That gentle smile made Han Lin suddenly feel moved. After a day of heartache, he needed someone with this healing smile to comfort him.

"Uh, I want this guy, is that okay?" Han Lin was a bit timid as he was summoning a male prostitute for the first time in his life.

The people looked at each other without saying anything, but the man raised his eyebrows and looked him up and down. After observing him for a while, he smiled and replied, "Sure."

The most difficult first step was already taken, and the rest was much simpler. The two of them went to a nearby hotel, drank a few more glasses, and chatted for a while before Han Lin could enjoy what he had purchased.

But...

"Sorry."

Facing such a well-dressed man, Han Lin didn't know how to start.

"Um, I'm Han Lin."

The other person smiled, "I'm Xiutuo Ye."

"Do you want to watch TV?"

Han Lin didn't know how to begin. Being so close to such a wonderful person for the first time, he thought it would be fine not to engage in sexual matters and just chat.

Xiutuo Ye laughed. He looked really good when he smiled, with a gentle and slightly ambiguous charm. "Did we come here to watch TV?"

"Oh, right." Han Lin quickly stood up. "Should we take a shower first?"

"Let's shower together." Xiutuo Ye didn't seem uncomfortable at all and reached out to embrace him.

"No, no, wait for me to shower first."

Han Lin was a bit shocked that he was the one who paid for a male prostitute, but instead it looked like he was going to be whored by a male prostitute.

Finally about to be naked on the bed, peeling off the robe was a three-second maneuver, and Han Lin stared across the room at the man's tall, athletic nude body, only to feel cold sweat pouring out of him.

"Um ......"

Before he could open his mouth to discuss the issue of body position, the other man had already hugged him over naked and pressed him down naked on the bed, moving skillfully to start kissing and caressing his chest and thighs.

"Um ......" kiss felt very good, but Han Lin felt pain when he poked him with his finger.

"Be gentler..."

"Mm."

"I have no experience."

"Oh?" The other party looked at him with slight surprise, "You paid for a male prostitute for your first sexual experience? You're very liberal."

"I wanted to find someone with good skills..." Han Lin was a bit scared of the fingers moving inside him, "Today is my birthday... I'm thirty years old and haven't had a boyfriend yet... so I wanted a better experience..."

"Oh..." The other person understood and temporarily withdrew his finger, holding him and turning him over with a smile. "So, I'm your birthday gift? I'm honored."

The following actions were indeed gentler. The man kissed him many times, carefully lubricated and stretched him, and then, in a more relaxed missionary position, slowly inserted his burning s*x organ.

Professional skills were truly different. Even Han Lin, who was filled with fear during his first experience, could derive pleasure being underneath him. The pleasure from the friction and thrusting during their rhythmic movements was much stronger than the initial discomfort. Both of them found it hard to restrain themselves.

Multiple orgasms later before gasping for breath and stopping. The man withdrew from his body but still held him. They embraced each other and rested together. Although they were tired, the warm intimacy made Han Lin suddenly want to chat with him.

"Um..."

"Yeah?" The other person continued to kiss his neck and earlobes, gradually increasing the intensity. Even though he had just released, he still had a look of rising desire.

"Actually, I like someone." Han Lin hesitated. It was quite a mood killer to say such things, and it might make the busy man lose interest on the spot, but he couldn't help himself.

"Yeah?" The other person indeed stopped.

"But he's straight, and he likes women..."

Xiutuo Ye looked at him understandingly, no longer touching him intimately, only lightly stroking his head and back.

Encouraged, Han Lin continued to speak.

"He's a model, very handsome and kind. I've known him for several years, and we've always been good friends, no, best friends. We share an apartment, and he tells me everything, brings every girlfriend home to show me, asks for my opinion..."

"He also often treats me to meals. Oh, and he even gave me two pairs of socks..."

Xiutuo Ye looked at him. "Then why didn't he spend your birthday with you tonight?"

"He has an important runway show tonight, and there will be a celebration afterward. He won't be able to come back until late..." Han Lin replied.

Xiutuo Ye smiled noncommittally.

Han Lin looked at him anxiously. "Do you think he likes me even a little bit?"

Xiutuo Ye chuckled. "Not at all."

"But he is also very nice to me. Sometimes he says sweet things to me. He said if I were a woman, he would date me..."

Xiutuo Ye bluntly interrupted him. "You know it yourself, don't you? If you thought he liked you, you wouldn't have come here to find comfort."

Han Lin couldn't help but tears welled up in his eyes.

He knew Xiutuo Ye was telling the truth.

Xiutuo Ye sighed and helped him wipe away his tears. "Don't cry."

"S-Sorry."

Crying like this in this kind of situation was really mood-killing. Han Lin sniffed hard, trying to s*ck the mucus back in, but he couldn't stop his tears.

He also knew that he lacked masculinity. When he was young, he often got mocked and looked down upon because of this. He was called effeminate.

Finally, he made some changes, but it didn't make much of a difference. Whenever something sad happened, he couldn't hold back his tears. Even when watching a movie, he would cry and go through a whole pack of tissues at the emotional parts.

But men needed to have a masculine charm to be popular, even in the gay community. Who would be interested in a man who was like a woman?

"Don't be sad. You still have me," Xiutuo Ye said.

The quality of the service he paid for was different. The other person was very gentle and didn't show any displeasure for being interrupted. Instead, he patiently comforted Han Lin over and over again.

"At least I can celebrate your birthday with you, right? Your thirtieth birthday is important, isn't it?"

Han Lin cried even more miserably.

"Alright, how about I treat you to some cake tomorrow? You came here to forget about him, right?" Xiutuo Ye kissed him, repeatedly stroking his head and spine. "As long as you think of me, I will make you happy..."

Even though it was sweet talk bought with money, it was the warmest gift he could receive.

Thinking of the man coming down from the runway and celebrating with a group of beautiful men and women, and thinking about himself, who could only buy men to fulfill his first experience at the age of thirty, Han Lin couldn't help but cry.

Xiutuo Ye kept his arms around him, patiently patting his back, drawing bedside tissues to wipe his tears and snot, soothing him like a lover and a family member, and then, when his huffing and puffing subsided, circling him in his arms for one last tender lovemaking session.

The feeling of being cared for was so warm and happy that the pain became less vivid, and Han Lin's sobbing and choking slowly calmed down and he fell asleep.

****

Expecting to sleep sweetly until noon the next day, or simply sleep until he couldn't wake up, he ended up waking up early in the morning with the urge to urinate, reality was just so unpleasant that he had to struggle to get up and go to the restroom.

It was only when he fell on the toilet that he felt his whole body aching to fall apart, and the invaded area was vaguely painful, anticipating how bad the next few days would be. He thought that recruiting a male prostitute was a pleasure, but he didn't expect to suffer so much afterwards.

Han Lin sat dumbfounded on the toilet for a while before he could stand up. He knew he wouldn't be able to fall asleep again if he went back to bed, so he cleaned himself roughly, changed his clothes, and prepared to go back.

Xiutuo Ye was still sleeping on his side, his naturally relaxed posture looked comfortable.Han Lin gratefully put the fee on the bedside, and thought about adding more tips, it was a bit expensive, but it was what Xiutuo Ye deserved.

Society has really evolved. Nowadays, male prostitutes are not only first-class in looks and temperament, but they also help people fulfill their carnal desires at a professional level, and they also have such a good heart healing service, so it's no wonder that Narcissism is so famous.

****

Han Lin stumbled out of the hotel and called a taxi to go back. He carefully turned the key to open the door, trying not to make any noise so as not to wake up the person inside.

To his surprise, as soon as he entered, he saw a tall man standing in the living room with his arms crossed, as if ready to fight, staring at him with an unfriendly expression.

"Um..." Han Lin flinched in fear.

"What have you been doing all night?" the man asked.

"I, I went out to have some fun..."

Hao Cheng's face turned pale: "You're only coming back now?! I even specially bought a cake to celebrate your birthday."

Only then did Han Lin see the unopened box of cake on the table, feeling both surprised and regretful: "But you said you had a stage show tonight and couldn't celebrate my birthday..."

"I was busy, but if I had known you were going to fool around outside, I wouldn't have rushed back after the show." Hao Cheng glanced at him with displeasure, then furrowed his brows, seriously examining him with suspicion. He asked, "What exactly were you doing?"

"I ......" Han Lin can't lie, and it's just too obvious that he's in this position where his legs are barely closing, so he has to be honest and say, "I went looking for a male prostitute ......"

Hao Cheng's expression showed utter disbelief, he even touched his ear as if trying to clear it: "What did you just say?"

Han Lin was afraid that he didn't understand, and explained again, "It was found in a nightclub, and you know that I'm gay ......"

"Male prostitute? You went to a male prostitute?" Hao Cheng's eye veins all bulged outward together and he seemed to be so angry that he was about to spit out blood, "I waited here for a night to surprise you and you went to find a male prostitute?"

"But..."

"Come here!" Hao Cheng grabbed his collar and without hesitation pulled down his pants, asking, "Are you the one who was on top or bottom?"

"Bottom..."

Han Lin was terrified and his voice trembled. On the other hand, Hao Cheng pulled his legs apart and examined him from behind.

"Did you use a condom?"

"Ah..."

Seeing his expression of "just remembered," Hao Cheng knew the answer already. He was furious, "You don't even know how to use a condom, and you're learning from others to visit prostitutes!"

Han Lin felt frightened by his yelling and stammered, "It should be fine for once, and that person seemed clean..."

"How clean can he be when he's a male prostitute? If you're going to find a male prostitute, you might as well let me f**k you!"

Han Lin felt a bit disappointed, awkwardly put on his pants.

"You're not gay anyway."

He liked Hao Cheng, but Hao Cheng didn't know or pretended not to know. In any case, they were just friends.

Han Lin had been secretly in love with him for years, and he had met more than a few of Hao Cheng's girlfriends. He watched them making out in front of his eyes, and often heard the sound of men and women having s*x next door, and saw no more hope.

After so many years of loving someone fruitlessly, he finally wanted to try to enjoy himself and see what it was like to be loved. Birthday this day spent a lot of money, finally experienced.

This world where everything could be sold at a price was really good.

"Why are you still dumbfounded," Hao Cheng "grunted", "quickly put your pants back on, eat the cake clean for me, and then go to the hospital."

Han Lin coyly sat down in front of the table and started to open the cake box, Hao Cheng stood to the side holding his arms and watched him with a murderous look.

Hao Cheng was a professional model, tall and handsome, very good at dressing, excellent taste, and naturally not as scruffy as the average man; he had a cleanliness fetish, focused on appearance, had a cabinet full of skincare products and perfumes, and even trimmed his eyebrows, and Han Lin had seen him put on foundation and use lipstick.

Han Lin originally held out some hope, thinking that it was more likely that he was a gay.

Later, he realized that it was just a professional requirement. Hao Cheng is actually extremely Straight, it doesn't matter if he jokes around verbally, but if he really wants to touch or be touched by a man, it's not impossible for him to be beaten to death.

While Han Lin ate, Hao Cheng scolded him, criticizing him thoroughly from head to toe, and finally ordered, "Finish eating the cake! There's so much left, do you want to die?"

Han Lin's eyes turned red from the scolding, but he tried to endure, stuffing the cake into his mouth and trembling from choking.

Seeing his appearance, Hao Cheng softened his tone: "Drink some water, don't choke."

Although this guy was a bit foolish, Hao Cheng liked being friends with him.

It wasn't because Han Lin's intelligence was low, it was just that he was not shrewd and didn't have any ulterior motives. He could only be taken advantage of and didn't have the ability to take advantage of others. It was safe to be friends with someone like that.

Being foolish wasn't necessarily a good thing, but luckily Han Lin understood his own foolishness. Because of his foolishness, he had a good temper, which made him more lovable than those who pretended to be smart.

Knowing that he can't be an advocate, he was obedient to dominant people. He would dutifully follow any idea Hao Cheng came up with and wouldn't blame him if it failed.

Such a friend might not be very useful, but they wouldn't cause trouble either. Hao Cheng liked venting his anger on him because he wouldn't resist.

"Alright, if you really can't eat anymore, you don't have to force yourself."

Only then did Han Lin put the cake down obediently.

"But I won't forgive you so quickly. My girlfriend is coming over tonight, so if you cook a good meal, this time the matter of standing me up will be forgotten."

"Okay."

Han Lin sniffled, thinking that he would have to face the sight of his dream lover being affectionate with someone else again, and he felt like he probably wouldn't finish his work today.

Han Lin is a cartoonist by profession. As a man, he started out drawing girl comics and was scolded by his family. Later on, he had to change to draw fighting-oriented hot-blooded teenage comics, without the picture of the handsome male protagonist mouthing sweet nothings, but only left with brotherhood and the occasional ambiguous rubbing.

Now that he was so heartbroken like this, how could he still be hot-blooded enough to draw hot-blooded teenage comics.

****

The next day, Han Lin submitted the manuscript on time, but he became even more frustrated.

Because he was so frustrated last night when he saw Hao Cheng making love to his gorgeous model girlfriend, Han Lin accidentally killed the most popular supporting character in the serial. Today, the editor was furious when he got the manuscript, but he couldn't let the magazine publish a blank manuscript, so he stood there and scolded him for two whole hours.

At this moment, looking at the photos of Hao Cheng that he loved the most in fashion magazines or reading the comments about himself in anime magazines, his mood couldn't be restored.

He sat in the park for a while and missed Xiutuo Ye a lot.

Even though his *ss would hurt after s*x, it was relaxing with Xiutuo Ye and it felt good to talk and stuff.

Han Lin was seriously calculating that he definitely couldn't afford to spend money if he went there often. But if he didn't take Xiutuo Ye to the hotel and just let him chat with him, it should be a lot cheaper.

The happiness of chatting, he should still be able to afford it.

But after going to Narcissism a few more times, Xiutuo Ye was not there. Han Lin wondered if he had been taken away by someone else. With Xiutuo Ye's level of skill, it was inevitable that his business would be good. In order to meet him again, Han Lin had to go to Narcissism frequently.

After a few days of drinking expensive alcohol for nothing, he finally saw Xiutuo Ye appearing in the Narcissism again, and Han Lin hurriedly squeezed up, "Ah ......"

Xiutuo Ye was sitting on the sofa drinking with a few people. When he turned his head and saw Han Lin, he smiled and said: "Hey, it's you. Long time no see."

Han Lin didn't know if he was making a deal like this, and didn't know how to ask as a rule, so he had to whisper, "Are they your guests?"

Xiutuo Ye turned around and looked at him with a smile, "No. Could it be that you want to call me again? I heard that you come here a lot these days, are you trying to take me to the hotel?"

"Um," Han Lin nodded, seeing that the few people were all looking towards him together, it was too embarrassing to be so blatantly talking about a deal, "There's no need to go to a hotel ...... I just need to accompany the chat. "

"Oh?" Xiutuo Ye supported his chin, this action is done by him, it looks dashing and cute, "But I only have s*x, not chat."

"...... Huh?" Although Han Lin didn't really understand, he also felt that it should be the other way around, how could anyone only sell himself and not their art. But Xiutuo Ye's expression was sure again.

"Can't we just chat?"

"No way."

"Here's the deal, I'll pay a little more than just chatting, and you don't have to put in the effort to have s*x ......"

Xiutuo Ye shook his head, and in a tone that brooked no bargaining, "S*x, free with unlimited hours of chatting, do you want it?"

Han Lin agonized for half a day, attracted by that buy-one-get-one-free offer at the back, and still nodded.

Sitting in the hotel room, watching Xiutuo Ye undress, Han Lin started to get a little scared as he thought about his ass, which had been hurting for many days.

Xiutuo Ye was slender and broad-shouldered, not the muscular type, but handsome enough. Taking off his casual suit jacket, leaving only the shirt with the collar open inside, the erotic aura was already strong without having to do anything.

"Want to take a shower together today?"

Han Lin hurriedly shook his head.

Xiutuo Ye laughed, "What does it matter, we've already made love, there's no need to be shy."

"But ......"

"You've spent money anyway, don't you want to experience more? My bathing skills are very good oh, it's a recommended service program."

Han Lin thought about it and felt that what he said made sense, so he followed him into the bathroom.

The two soon stripped naked, face to face sitting in th