Page 16 of Friction

“Thank you for letting me sketch you guys. I appreciate the opportunity.”

“I’m sure we’ll do this again.” As I stepped out into the hallway, Richard added, “Now run along and make sure you take care of yourself.” I followed his eyes as they trailed my body down to the bulge in my shorts. The very obvious bulge in my shorts. So he had noticed. I managed to smile through my embarrassment and nodded.

5

CASH

After a very brief stop at my suite to go to the bathroom and jack off, I collected my sketchbook and my pencil bag and headed out to the pool area. I had some time before my next appointment. I planned to sit near the pool and maybe draw some people out here and use it as an example at the next party. Assuming I would be invited.

As I neared the door that led out to the pool area, I could hear faint music mixed with plates and silverware. When I got outside, I noticed hotel staff were under a covered patio setting up for lunch. I pulled out my phone and opened the picture that I’d taken the first night of the postcard with the weekend schedule on it. That’s right. I nodded when I saw the reminder that lunch would be a buffet by the pool.

There were a lot of guys hanging out on loungers by the pool or in cabanas. A few guys were in the hot tub, and one guy was in the pool talking to another guy who sat beside the pool with his feet in the water. I spotted an available table with an open umbrella and made my way toward it. I set my sketchbook and supplies on the table and then sat on one of the chairs with the plush tan cushions. Fuck, these were soft. I leaned back against the fluffy cushion and glanced around.

I found cabana number one and spotted Maxx down on his knees blowing a guy who sat on the arm of an outdoor couch. There was another man in the cabana with them who seemed to be focused on Maxx while he carried on a conversation with the man getting blown. He’d rub Maxx’s neck and shoulders every now and then. Was one of those guys Jay? During breakfast this morning Maxx said his partner Jay was at a spa session.

“Would you like something to drink, Mr. Jameson?”

The voice startled me, and I looked up in the direction the voice came from. A tall server wearing tan shorts, a navy polo, and tan cap stood by with a tray ready to take my order.

“Just some cold water, please,” I answered.

“Of course, sir. I’ll be right back.”

I people watched until the server returned. He set a paper napkin on the table before he set a glass on top of it. He twisted off the lid of the water bottle and poured some into the glass.

“Enjoy your day, Mr. Jameson.”

“Thank you,” I said.

I people watched some more and decided to flip open my sketchbook to work on a picture that I could use for a display at another fair. I had been sketching Maxx in his cabana for a while when I felt hands on the back of my chair.

“You look dangerously delicious sitting here all alone,” a voice complimented.

My heart skipped a beat. I brought my hand away from the paper and turned my head in the direction this voice came from. Excitement flooded my veins when I saw that it was Tristen, and I couldn’t prevent the smile that spread across my face as I stood.

“Hey, Tristen!”

Tristen reached out and patted the back of my shoulder blade before rubbing on it. The motion and his touch instantly had me getting hard. I silently begged for him not to stop touching me.

“Mind if I sit?” he asked as he removed his hand from my back all too soon and pointed to the chair beside me.

“No, of course not,” I said. I wanted him to know that I was never too busy or involved in something where I would be bothered by his presence. In fact, there was something about him that made me crave his attention.

Tristen sat and looked at the sketch I was working on. I moved my pencil off the page and turned the sketchbook toward him so he could see it better. His lips curved upward, and then his eyes flicked up to mine. Fuck me. I could live just floating in his gaze. Like, everything that I’d need to sustain my life could be found in his eyes. Well, and Joel’s.

“This is fantastic, Cash,” he praised. His words made my stomach feel like I had just done a backflip off a cliff and I was landing perfectly into the ocean.

“Thanks.” I couldn’t help but grin at him and could tell my face was getting hot. I pried my eyes away from his and looked in the direction of the cabana that Maxx was in. He was still on his knees, but now he was sucking on the guy who had been rubbing on his neck and shoulders. “It’s based on Maxx,” I said quietly.

Tristen looked in the direction of the cabana and nodded.

“Maxx is a good guy. You know him?”

“I just met him this morning at breakfast. Maxx sat with me while we ate. He said he was here with Jay, but I haven’t met him yet.”

“Jay is the guy he’s blowing now. The other guy is Samuel,” Tristen said while keeping his eyes on me. I was sure my face was super red because it felt like it was on fire.

My dick was being bold and urged me to mention that Maxx had asked me about being cleared to play. “Maxx asked me if I was cleared to play, but I told him I was here to work.”