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Brent’s a bully who picks on his workmate Alex. What Brent doesn’t realize, however, is that Alex wants him, but is too scared to ask. Meanwhile Brent’s convinced that all he needs is a firm hand to push him down and force him to be a good guy.
Then he meets Craig, an muscled veteran working at the local 7-Eleven. Craig knows a switch when he sees it, and Brent’s got it written all over him. He needs a hard takedown and some training to harness that sadistic side. Craig decides that what might be best is for all three of them to get together.
Only by embracing honesty and self-control can each of them find what they need.
“You enjoy watching us?”
Alex tried to smile, but what Military Guy said made him choke and swallow instead.
Oh fuck. He was a dead man. Alex shrugged, feeling the back of his neck heat up to about a thousand degrees. “I work with Brent. I…” He couldn’t exactly say he’d been worried about the guy. “I was curious.” That at least was the truth.
Military Guy’s eyes were like ice, reflecting but not revealing anything. “Curious. Tell me more. What’s this Brent to you?”
Alex couldn’t tell if the guy was pissed or not. He seemed to be holding it together, but that could be a façade. At this point, what did he have to lose in answering the guy’s questions? “He’s a complete jerk,” Alex began, but the blush came despite his words. “And he’s hot.” Not like it was any secret here which team they all played for.
Military Guy laughed. “Yes, he is—both. So you two work together?” He nodded at the work belt on Alex’s passenger seat with hammer, level, and other tools for the construction trade.
Alex nodded, wondering where this was going. “I have to get back. Lunch is nearly over.”
Military Guy leaned in closer. Alex caught the whiff of sex. He couldn’t help but react to it, feeling his erection trying to return. The hairs on the back of his neck prickled as the guy fixed him with a hungry look. “I think I might be able to help you out. Both with the ‘being a jerk’ part, and the other. See if you can get him to meet me here at four.” He smirked. “You come as well. Oh, and the name’s Craig. I hope you’re ready to take it, because you’ll be on bottom.”
With that, Craig straightened and took a step back.
Alex squirmed in his seat. No matter that he’d already gotten off just a few minutes ago. Craig’s words, the look of promise on his face, the sight of Brent on his knees sucking cock—all of that was conspiring to make him crazy with want. He swallowed hard, feeling dizzy and charged with electricity. He nodded and cleared his throat. “Yes, Sir.”
Craig cracked a smile. “Good. I look forward to it.” He turned and walked confidently back into the convenience store, leaving Alex with the engine running and his mind going in circles. Belatedly, he rolled up the window.
“Oh hell,” Alex muttered as he put the car in gear.