Diesel keeps looking at me, suspiciously, like he knows something’s up. “I don’t feel right leaving you alone here, bro. If you stay, I’ll stay.”
“It’s fine, Diesel. Go ahead. I’ll be alright.”
But Diesel walks back to me, shaking his head. “Nah. You know I got your back, Tobs. Not letting you get in trouble. Not on my watch.”
Fuck. This wasn’t the plan.
I was going to sneak off and explore, maybe have a little fun of my own. But with Diesel glued to me, that’s not happening.
Before I can protest, he slings an arm around my shoulders and steers me away from the hot tub, his voice booming across the room.
“C’mon, Tobs. Let’s check out that sauna.”
8
TOBY
It looks like any other sauna: wooden walls, benches along the sides, and a big heater in the middle with hot stones on top, pouring clouds of steam into the room.
The only thing that sets it apart is the two guys in the corner, naked, their bodies pressed together, mouths locked in a passionate kiss. They pay us no attention as we walk in.
Diesel and I keep our towels on and sit down on the opposite side of where the action is happening.
“Shit, Tobs, this place is wild, huh? Never knew there were so many gays in this city.” Diesel does his best to keep it low, but with a voice like his, it’s pointless.
“It’s a little surprising, yeah. And they’re all so... forward.”
“Right? Guys being guys, I guess. Can you imagine a straight bathhouse where women show up to have sex with strangers? It would never work. Men are different. We get straight to the point, y’know.”
“That’s… damn, Diesel, you’ve put some serious thought into this.”
“Yeah, but don’t you agree? Men are hunters, so give them a place like this and they hunt, right? It’s just instinct.”
I glance over at the couple, their bodies slick with sweat as they grind against each other.
“Yeah. Guess you’re right.”
“But damn, our boy Micah, huh? He sure was enjoying himself, wasn’t he?”
My mind drifts back to the sight of Micah with a mouthful of cock, his eyes closed, lips stretched wide. It must’ve taken real effort to cram all of that into his mouth, because Hawk’s packing some serious equipment.
“Y-yeah, I guess he was,” I stammer, tugging on the edge of the towel, trying to hide the fact that my dick is standing at full attention.
“I’ve got to admit, Tobs, it didn’t leave me totally cold either, seeing him like that.”
I whip my head toward him, brows shooting up. “Huh?”
Diesel smirks. “You know what I mean. Just ‘cause I’m straight doesn’t mean I don’t get a little worked up from a scene like that.”
I gape at him. The guy I’ve known for years. The one who talks nonstop about tits and pussy. The same guy who was bragging just last week about how he had a girl in the passenger seat of his Jeep, sucking him off while he drove her home from a party.
Now he’s telling me that seeing Micah get face-fucked turned him on?
“What?” he says, leaning back against the bench with a smirk. “You’re telling me you didn’t feel anything?”
I open and close my mouth, not sure what to say. Do I lie or admit that, yeah, the sight had a pretty strong effect on me?
Diesel lets out a hearty laugh. “Oh, shit, Tobs, you did! You should see your face right now, all red and sweaty…”
