When Aiden’s grandmother dies and the bank forecloses on her house, he’s forced to leave and eke out a new life for himself on his own. Though shy and naïve, Aiden is willing to do anything to escape from the tedium of rural Nebraska, even if it means overcoming his shyness hitchhiking the whole way. With nothing but a backpack full of clothes and a few hundred dollars to his name, he begins to make his way towards California and a new life.
His whole plan changes when he’s picked up from a lonely highway by a member of the erotic, adults-only Night Circus. It seems they are in desperate need of a small acrobat for one of their acts and Aiden, with his gymnastics experience and flexibility, just happens to fit the bill. Though he has concerns about joining a circus where the idea is to entice and arouse the audience, the chance to make a living doing what he loves is too great. It’s easy enough for them to convince him to give it a try but convincing Lawrence, the stern owner of the peculiar circus and his new dance partner, is another story.
And there’s something about Lawrence’s dark features and handsome face that makes Aiden’s chest feel tight and his breath catch. Not that an innocent, “straight” country boy would know anything about that.
"He started with a series of back handsprings and ended with a perfectly executed back flip, landing with both feet solidly on the ground and arms spread wide. Feeling more confident, he repeated his earlier motions except in reverse, his front handsprings and front flip landing him back where he had started in front of the group of men. On his second pass, Aiden slowed down considerably to show off his flexibility instead of his agility. Slowly he bent backwards until his body was bowed over like a bridge. He carefully brought one leg up, then the other, until he was balanced in a perfect handstand. Aiden slowly extended his left leg and let his body fall naturally into a full split.
If he had been watching his audience, he would have seen the winces of sympathy some of the men sent his way. There was just something about a man doing splits that always sent other men clutching for their genitals in horror. Aiden would also have seen the darkly interested look on Lawrence’s face as he bent backwards and exposed a taut golden strip of abdomen. If he had ever had the opportunity to watch himself perform, he would have known that these moves pushed his pelvis forward into high relief, drawing a great deal of attention to what hung between his legs.
As he was unaware of both of these things and of the fact that Lawrence’s gaze now lingered on the clear bulge of his cock pressed against the thin fabric, he continued to bend himself into more complicated positions until he finally ended his display balanced precariously on his elbows with back bent at a shocking angle and his legs artfully splayed above his head. He paused for effect, only unwinding to stand upright when the cheers of his small audience reached his ears."