Smiling as the boy seemed to hesitate as he looked the room over, Marcus slipped a warm hand onto the boy's side, and gave him a gentle nudge. The young man took a breath and stepped into the room, while Marcus let the door close with a click and turned the lock. He tossed the towel he was wearing over his shoulder to the side of the room, and crossed his arms, watching the boy get his bearings. The young man's nervousness was palpable as he shivered a bit, and softly stammered.<br/><br/>Marcus slowly approached him, an easy smile on his handsome face. While his initial instinct was to shove the boy's head into a pillow and spread the boy open for the ride of his life, Marcus knew with this one he'd have to use a different tactic. At least, until he broke the lad in. Marcus stopped just in front of the boy, and reached out a long fingered hand, grasping the boy's towel and slowly pulling it off a broad shoulder. Marcus tossed it into a corner, and the two men faced each other, both naked and erect.<br/><br/>"What's your name?" He asked curiously, gently resting a hand on the boy's hip, fingers drawing small, slow circles on the lad's soft skin.