“I don’t know about that. Ben’s hot, and Alejandro would be stupid to give that up. But what I do know is that I might not ever forgive you for this,” he said as we got out of the Tahoe at Patrick and Cole’s house.
“Yeah, well, back at ya, He-Man.”
He was a little testy because I’d chosen the costume for theMasters of the Universecharacter that he was nicknamed for, while I was decked out in the red and black costume forMr. Incredible, that he’d purchased for me. It didn’t matter, because it was worth it to see him in the barely there costume with all his muscles showing.
“At least you’re not in a scrap of a loincloth and harness, and some kind of weird fuzzy boot things.”
He met me in front of the truck as I grinned and circled his waist with my padded spandex-covered arm. As we walked toward the front door, he tugged at the back of the loincloth thing, trying to cover his muscular ass.
“But you look so hot as He-Man. I get to ogle you all night. And later, I’ll strip that loin cloth off and swallow you whole.”
Michael grunted. “But did you have to cover me in baby oil? I might not be able to get that shit off the seats of my truck.”
I stopped before ringing the bell and turned to look up at him through my black mask. “How about I pay to have your precious Tahoe detailed? And I’ll definitely help you get it all off your body. My new bed and all the linens were delivered today to the new apartment. We can get in my big shower, and I’ll get on my knees and wash every inch of you.”
His eyes dilated with lust as he grabbed my head and slammed his mouth to mine in a heated kiss. When Michael, a.k.a. Phantom, a.k.a. He-Man, was turned on, he was hard to resist. But I pulled back.
“Do you really want to be hard while wearing that costume, He-Man?”
He dropped his forehead to mine. “No,” he whined, making me laugh.
The front door swung open andCaptain Americastood before us. Cole was just muscled enough for the padded costume to look real.
“There you are. We’ve been watching you two make out on the security camera.”
I laughed as Cole gave Michael the up and down look, then whistled as he took in He-Man in all his nearly naked glory.
“I feel like a piece of meat,” he muttered, looking around. “Where’s Patrick?”
Cole laughed and ushered us in. “He’ll be out in a minute. Go get a soda or beer or whatever you want.”
As we headed to the kitchen, Patrick stuck his head out from around the corner. I looked at him in confusion, even though I already knew what his costume was.
“What are you doing? Get out here.”
Patrick ran a hand down his face as he twisted his body to peek out from behind the door. “Why did you let him buy this costume for me?”
When he got a good look at Michael, he rolled his eyes. “Nevermind. Now that I see him, it’s obvious you two assholes were in this together. Should have known”
I tried not to laugh, but I was failing miserably. “Come on out here.”
“I’m not giving out candy dressed like this. It’s almost obscene.”
“It can’t be worse than this,” He-Man added, then twirled his baby oil covered body for Patrick to see.
“You’d be wrong, dude.”
Patrick finally stepped out from behind the door wearing a Tarzan costume with an even skimpier loin cloth than Michael’s.
He-Man whistled in disbelief. “Damn. I look overdressed compared to you.”
Cole walked up, admiring Patrick’s costume. He and I were covered in leotards and spandex, but our men were, well, I don’t know what they were. But they were smokin’ hot. All I knew was I didn’t expect Michael to fill it out so thoroughly.
“What do you think? I told you he’d look hot as Tarzan.”
When Cole stopped in front of us, Patrick reached out and took his Captain America shield from him to cover the goods.
“Babe, I can’t answer the door like this, much less go to Alejandro’s.”
