Go Deep

By Cameron D. James

Men In The Hot Room #1

Hot yoga instructor Brad finds a tantalizing surprise when he closes up his studio for the day. Simon, a young yogi twink, is waiting for him in the hot room, preparing for tomorrow’s tournament. He asks for help, but soon Brad realizes this young man has a different sort of yoga in mind.

By the time they reach Poorna-Salabhasana, the hot room’s not hot enough. Brad teaches Simon how to relax, take it slow, and go deep, and Simon discovers the secret to mastering yoga.

Go Deep is a 5,500-word short story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Indie Erotica Collective
• Release date: Aug 7, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301549030

Cameron D. James

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Go Deep

Cameron D. James

Copyright 2013 by Cameron D. James

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Author’s note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

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Go Deep

Rain battered the pavement on the other side of the glass door. When Brad flipped the lock, the tumblers clicked, echoing in the empty yoga studio. Well, almost empty.

A bar of light shone from beneath the door to the hot room. Brad flicked the light switch in the lobby and walked through the darkness toward it. His heart beat quickly as he turned out the other lights on the way. Don’t be stupid. You’re just helping him for the competition.

Intense heat flooded the hall when he opened the hot room door. He didn’t have to look long before he found what he’d been expecting—and dreading. Simon, on his knees in front of the mirror, entered camel pose by jutting his hips forward, resting his hands on his ankles, then dropping his head back so far his hair brushed his mat.

The young man was at least twenty-five years Brad’s junior—somewhere around twenty-one. His body was lithe and toned, well-defined and slick with sweat, and his red spandex shorts bulged with a tantalizing package.

As Simon readjusted his hands and rose back to an upright position on his knees, Brad’s gaze lingered on the young man’s crotch, until he forced his eyes to move up. Simon smiled when he saw Brad