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preppy.”
    “I’ve gone to a few dances, house parties, and teen clubs,” Eli said as he rocked his hips to the soulful beat. “And regardless of what you think, I’m not some sheltered, little, rich boy. I do the same things normal guys my age do.”
    “Even kiss girls?”
    Eli rolled his eyes at him again.
    Dimitri walked around him. “Do you work out?”
    “I’m a swimmer,” Eli said. “I’ve been competing since I was a kid.”
    “I bet you have some sweet muscles under those clothes.”
    “You’ll never find out,” Eli told him, rocking to the beat.
    “Oh, yes I will,” Dimitri said, walking off.
    Eli stopped dancing and caught up with him. “What do you mean by that?”
    “What do you think I mean?” He pulled Eli into a secluded spot between two food stands and kissed him.
    Eli’s mouth opened and he melted into Dimitri’s arms. “I thought you said you wouldn’t do this in public.” His heart rate accelerated as Dimitri stared at him with intense blue eyes.
    Dimitri wrapped his arms around Eli’s neck. “I couldn’t help it. You were shaking that body of yours around me. Do you have any idea what that does to me? All I’ve been thinking about since we’ve met is stripping you naked and kissing you from head to toe.”
    “I’m a guy,” Eli told him point blankly.
    “Me too,” Dimitri said. “But I want to suck on your dick until you lose control. Sue me.”
    Eli’s traitorous cock responded to the vulgar words. “I’m not gay,” he said, pushing Dimitri off him. He walked back to the opening where he could breathe and clear his head of the new image Dimitri had put there. Couldn’t Dimitri say things which didn’t set off his imagination?
    Dimitri followed him out. “Let’s not argue. Come on. There’s so much I want to show you.”
    The next thing he knew, they had left the festival and he and Dimitri were seated in a horse-driven carriage. “You’re not old enough to go into any of the clubs,” Dimitri said. “But I’d like to show you around the right way, by daylight.”
    “I’d like that,” Eli said. He settled back in the carriage while the tour guide educated him on the parts of town he’d never seen.
    The sun had just started to set as the tour ended. “I’ll take you inside some of the museums someday soon,” Dimitri promised as he helped him out of the carriage. “You’ll be particularly interested in the jazz museum. One of these days I hope to see your memorabilia there.” His cell phone rang. He reached into his pocket, pulled it out, and answered it. “Hello. Yeah, I just took him on a tour. You guys still rocking out?” Dimitri laughed. “I’ll see you later. I have a tattoo to remove.” He disconnected the call.
    Finally , Eli thought. His tattoos would soon be history, along with Dimitri and his erotic teasing.
    Dimitri led him down the infamous Bourbon Street. Half-naked women danced on stage in the strip clubs they passed. He wasn’t old enough to enter but that didn’t mean he couldn’t sneak a peek like a healthy eighteen year old. One of the ladies came out one of the clubs and walked around him. “Hey sweet thing.” She wore a pair of short shorts that left very little to the imagination and a cutoff T-shirt that displayed most of her breasts. “Want to come in for a lap dance?”
    “He’s not old enough,” Dimitri rudely answered for him. He took his hand and pulled him down the darkening streets.
    “Hey, what did you do that for?” Eli asked. “She was inviting me in.”
    “And what do you assume would happen once you got inside that club?”
    “I’d get a lap dance,” Eli answered with a pout.
    “If her shorts were any shorter you’d see her pussy,” Dimitri said angrily.
    “Exactly,” Eli said. “Every young man’s dream.” Dimitri jerked him roughly around a dark corner, pushed him into an alley, and stuck his hands down Eli’s pants. “A half-naked woman just propositioned you and you don’t even