The slight movement of the older man's hand caught Peter's eye which drew it away from Marcus' intense gaze.  His azure eyes took in the heavy sack with was being gently caressed by a finger or two, but he soon caught himself and looked back into the dark pair of eyes staring back at him.  That was when he got the answer he might have anticipated.  It was still kind of shocking to actually hear it, however.  To make matters worse, Marcus reached out to him.  Peter thought he should turn him away, make him stop while he had the chance, but as the rough thumb made the hint of a caress along his pouty bottom lip, he found himself paralyzed by the small contact.   As the man continued, making a reference to his own mouth, his eyes shot down toward the ground, his teeth biting softly onto that same lip.  His heart beat quite fast and his stomach felt like a cloud of butterflies were floating in a hard breeze within.  The truth was, he was starting to want to try what the man asked.  He was usually willing to try most things, but the only thing that kept him from saying yes, at least right now, was the fact that he was being watched by so man people.<br/><br/>As if the man noticed the young man's dilemma, he presented a solution.  A private room.  Yes.  There he could do whatever he...or they wanted without fear of feeling like everyone was watching him.  Peter chewed on his lip slightly, his eyes following the man's movements while that strong hand still cupped his chin.  His cock did quiver as the man spoke, and when Marcus threw his towel over his shoulder, the boy had already made up his mind.<br/><br/>Without a word, he grabbed his own towel and slung it over his shoulder, standing to his feet to follow the man.  His eyes shifted from the floor to the man's face as he still felt quite a bit of embarrassment.  "Sure...let's go...to your room, I mean..."  He said softly, nearly inaudible.  By now, his own cock had hardened from anticipation.  Peter was anxious and worried all at once for what he was about to do, and as the man began to walk, the dark haired boy followed, trying to keep his gaze on the floor and not the man's swaying ass in front of him.