My start as a rent boy

I guess I’d soaked for about 20 mins when I heard him come upstairs and knock on the door to ask if he could come in. I said okay and he entered dressed in a similar robe and carrying a tray with two mugs of steaming hot chocolate. He said he had showered in another room to warm up himself and then decided the hot drink would be a good idea. He handed me one mug and perched on the edge of the bath to drink his. I sniffed the thick creamy liquid and realised it had a generous measure of some kind of alcohol in it. He looked alarmed and apologised for not asking if I was teetotal but I assured him it was fine. In fact a combination of the hot water and the fumes from the drink were already producing a mellow glow. I had a few sips and said I thought I’d better get out as the water was cooling. He stood up and fetched a large fluffy bath towel from the heated rail and held it up for me to step into. I stood up and must have blushed a bit as he grinned and asked me if I was shy. I stammered that I was quite used to showering and changing with other guys after games. He just grinned some more and stepped back so he could look me up and down admiringly which made me blush even more. As I stepped onto the bath mat he wrapped the towel round me and rubbed my back through the soft cotton telling me what a good looking boy I was. I thought he was going to touch me sexually but he just stepped back and told me to come downstairs when I was dry, then went out closing the door behind him again. My heart was racing by this time and I’d started to get an erection. I dried myself hoping it would go down before I had to go down stairs but the more I thought about it the worse it got. I eventually put the robe on and tied it loosely hoping it would camouflage my obvious arousal.