HIS69-558 Executive Work Loads

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Troy took a long pull on his drink and let the cold suds slide down. “Where’s Neil?” he asked.

“Out with his new trick,” Dane said. “Something to eat and a movie.”

“No fucking tonight?”

“If I know Neil, that will come right after the movie. If he doesn’t get things started during the movie.”

Troy thought of Neil and his trick groping each other in a darkened movie theater. He felt a stirring in his groin. His eyes slid down over the curve of Dane’s ass. Dane’s tight-fitting jeans looked as if they’d been sewn on his sleek body. The denim was several shades lighter at the crotch and accentuated the swell of his ample basket.

Dane sat down at the table and flipped open his book.

Troy pulled himself to his feet. “I’ll feel better after a shower,” he said. Carrying his beer with him, he stripped in the bedroom, then went into the bathroom.

After a brisk shower, Troy’s whole body tingled with a new vitality. He hadn’t bothered to close the door and he could see Dane from where he toweled down.

For two days, he’d been depressed because Vance had given him the brush. What a fool he’d been. Vance was older and virally exciting, but he certainly wasn’t the only hunk around.

Troy gave his crotch a vigorous toweling and felt his cock respond. It wasn’t hard, but it was full-blown, ready to rear up at the slightest provocation.

While he blow-dried his blond hair, he studied himself in the mirror. He wasn’t vain, but he was remarkably good looking and knew it. Too good looking to waste time brooding over Vance Delaney’s brush-off.

The hell with love! There was plenty of cock around, and he was going to take whatever came his way. And he’d start with Dane Warren.