Page 71 of Holding On to a Hero
That made Cole stop what he was doing to glare at me over Jason’s shoulder. “That’s right, Will. You don’t get to move at all. No hands. No touching.”
“Fuck.” But I did as they asked and moved my hands back to my sides. My cockhead was almost purple now, the front side of the crown peeking above the water. I didn’t want this to end, but I felt like I was about to blow.
Cole returned to his task and unbuttoned Jason’s jeans. Jason blinked slowly at me and lazily rubbed his nipples.
“Oooh, look at this, Will.” Cole pulled down Jason’s jeans but left his boxer briefs on. “Look how big he is.” Cole stroked him over the fabric and Jason’s dick jerked. “Hmm. Someone’s excited to see you, Will.”
“Yes,” Jason gritted out as Cole increased the pressure, using just the pads of his fingers up and down Jason’s huge dick. Jason got even harder, and his tip began showing above the waistband of his underwear.
“Oooh, JayJay wants to come out to play!” Cole’s voice had gotten lower. He was plastered against Jason’s back, looking around Jason’s shoulder so he could see what his hands were doing at Jason’s groin. Jason leaned his head back, but his eyes were still on mine as his breath came in big pants. I was having trouble staying still.
And the water was starting to cool.
Just as I’d regretfully decided I’d have to interrupt the…activities…to get out of the tub, a mournful wailing sound came from the bedroom.
We all froze. “Shit!” Jason grabbed for his jeans and stumbled out of the bathroom, Cole hot on his heels. I started to laugh.
“What’s the matter, Dave? Why are you crying?” Cole crooned.
“Did something happen to him? Is he injured?” Jason was such a mother hen, it was adorable.
I let them debate the cause of Dave’s outburst for a few moments, then I realized if I got cold in the tub it wasn’t going to go well for my back tomorrow morning. “Hey, guys? Can someone give me a hand getting out of the tub?”
“I’m coming!” Jason called. “You stay with Dave,” he instructed Cole. I grinned as he came back into the bathroom shaking his head. “I don’t know what was wrong with him. We checked him over, and he’s not injured. Here, hold onto my hands and sit up.” He guided me into a standing position and helped me carefully onto the bathmat.
“I’m sure Dave is fine, Jason. It’s probably just angst.”
“Angst? Like an existential crisis? He’s a fuckingcat!”
I laughed again. “That’s what my sister and I called it with our cats growing up. He was lonely. Didn’t you notice how the wailing stopped as soon as you got into the room?”
Jason paused in rubbing my arm dry with the towel. His eyes narrowed. “That little shit.” Which caused me to laugh even more. I loved cats, especially around non-cat people.
Jason dried me efficiently, which told me sexy times were over for now, dammit. “Come on, let’s get some dinner in you,” he said as he guided me out of the bathroom. Well, food would be a good idea. It hadn’t escaped my notice that he hadn’t brought me any clothes. I decided to keep my mouth shut and see what developed. Being taken care of, having someone focus on me in a romantic way, it was a heady feeling.
I was still smiling when we entered the bedroom, but I had to stop walking to accommodate the belly laugh that erupted when I saw Cole. He was sitting cross-legged on one of the beds, with Dave curled up in his lap. “See, Jason, he just wanted some attention.”
Cole said, “What?” But then he seemed to take in my nakedness and his eyes got wider. “Right. We did get interrupted.”
“No.” said Jason from behind me. He nudged me forward toward the second bed. “We need to eat. Then we’ll see how Will is feeling.”
I looked down at my cock, which was still mostly hard. “I’m feeling some angst.”
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Excerpt from transcript of interview with Stuart Lacosta, former boyfriend of William Graham:
Lacosta:Wow, October seventh was what, five or six weeks ago? Let me look at my calendar. Okay, so that morning I had a campaign breakfast. I can have my assistant send you a list of who was there. Sometimes he takes pictures, so we can see if he has any from that day. Then after that I had some meetings with donors. Do you want that list as well?
Agent Wainwright:That would be helpful, if you don’t mind. I can let you know if we need additional documentation of your whereabouts on that day. Can you also tell me where you were this past Friday evening?
Lacosta: Um, sure. I had some meetings in the morning with my campaign staff. My assistant can give you that list. And then in the afternoon I had a dentist appointment. I’ll give you my dentist’s name and number.
Agent Wainwright: Thank you, sir. That would be appreciated.
Lacosta: For the rest of the night I was home with my wife and kids.
Agent Wainwright: Okay, thank you.
