Finding his room

After a little searching, Tracy was able to locate his new room. He swiped his Grand Plaza key-card and hear the lock mechanism trigger loudly. Opening the door, Tracy took in the sight of his new room and his jaw almost hit the floor. The main room was bigger than his entire apartment back home and way nicer than that.

To his right, he opened a door then stepped into a bathroom and saw that the toiletries were stocked well and that there was a white bag next to the sink. Printed on it was the symbol of the medical center and a receipt with his name on it. Emptying it's contents, Tracy placed on the counter more gel and a few pill bottles. Opening the bottles, he saw the red ones for his “levels” but had no idea what was up with the other ones. With a shrug, he picked up the new pill and swallowed it, sure that the doctor he met knew what he needed. After that, he took off the blouse and bra and put on more of the gel. He wasn't sure how often he should use it but his chest was hurting too much to ignore. As his hands touched his chest, he felt the pleasant cooling gel on his nipples.

“Ohhh,” escaped his lips as his nipples sprang to attention. The lightest touch was like electricity shot through him and ran down his spine then back up to his lips. His hands shot away from his chest in an instant, concern washing over his face in the mirror. In his entire life, touching himself like that never made him feel like that before.

Instead of dealing with that new experience, he grabbed the top and bra and walk back out to the living room. The walls were white and smelled a bit flowery, clearly cleaned recently. He walked to a window and looked down to see the beach, the ocean water lapping at the sands.

“Amazing,” Tracy couldn't believe the view could be so beautiful.

Turning away, he familiarized himself with the TV. Though he didn't plan on watching much, it was nice to have options if the weather turned bad. The bedroom was his final stop and again he was amazed at the size of the room as well as the bed. He had only had a single before but there was definitely enough room to invite someone to share it with him. A hand came back to his chest without himself really registering that he was doing it. The thought of spending the night with someone played in his head as a finger dared to graze his erect nipple. Again a light moan escaped his mouth but he didn't pull his hand away. He just tossed the clothes in his hand to the floor and continued to causally play with his chest.