“I am prepared,” Cole says, adjusting his towel. “I’ll just avoid eye contact. Keep my head down. Stick with you guys.”
“Right. Safety in numbers,” Omar agrees.
“Exactly,” Cole says.
Diesel grins, stepping closer to Cole. “Yeah, but I actually want to see one of you lose.” He drags a hand down Cole’s bare chest, letting it linger just above his towel.
Cole shoves him away. “Bro, what are you doing?”
“Just messing with you.” Diesel laughs. “See how easy it is? One little touch and you’re already freaking out. How are you gonna last the whole night?”
“I’m not freaking out, dickhead. I just don’t wanna be groped by some random guy, alright?”
“Well, if you’re already clutching your pearls like this, you’re definitely the first one to bail,” Diesel shoots back.
“Fuck off. I’ll outlast all of you.”
“We’ll see about that.”
Omar crosses his arms. “Guys, let’s just chill. I’m here to hang out with my boys, use the sauna, maybe the pool. That’s it. I’m not interested in whatever else goes on here.”
“But they might be interested in you, bruh.” Diesel slaps Omar on the ass. “And they won’t care if you’re straight. Hell, that might turn them on even more.”
“Hey, guys,” I say, glancing around the locker room. A few guys are watching our little show. “Maybe tone it down? People are staring.”
Cole scoffs. “Good. Let them know we’re off-limits.”
“I’m sure they get the message.”
“Where’s Micah, by the way?” Omar asks. “This whole thing was his idea. He better not flake out on us now.”
I frown. “Good question. Maybe he’s already inside?”
6
MICAH
“What’s a guy like you doing all alone in a hot tub on a Saturday night?”
The deep voice is like velvet, smooth and rich, making my balls tingle.
I twist around, and my eyes land on a hulking figure entering the small, steamy pool. He has a shaved head and a silver chain glinting against his massive chest. His body is all hard edges and muscle, and his cock is as thick as a soda can.
Sweet Jesus.My eyes must be bulging.
“I’m, uh, waiting for my friends,” I mumble, trying to keep my eyes on his face.
“Oh yeah?” The guy takes a seat next to me, the water sloshing around him. “So you’re not a lonely twink in need of some company?”
A smile creeps onto my face. Gotta respect a guy who knows what he wants and goes for it.
“I mean, they’re not here yet,” I say. “So technically, I am alone. But not lonely, no. Just waiting.”
“You mind if I wait with you, then?”
He leans closer, and I catch a whiff of his cologne. Something woodsy and spicy. It goes straight to my cock.
“Not at all.”
