Devlin stepped close to him. “Are you sure the problem is solved completely? No more urgent calls?”
“Positive.”
“Good. I’m also really good at taking care of my boy. Will you allow me to take care of you?”
Phex hesitated. “I’m not sure I can switch to Mikey now. It always takes me a while after a high-stress moment.”
“Sweetheart, that doesn’t make a difference to me. I’m here for Phex and Mikey…and I’d love to take care of both of you…of all of you if you let me.”
Phex looked so lost, so lonely as he stood there, and his sad eyes tugged at Devlin’s heartstrings. He took a risk and reached out to Phex, waiting a beat to give the man the opportunity to protest, but when he didn’t, he cupped his cheek. “Let me in, Phex. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
6
Phex leaned into that strong hand, the urge to surrender so strong it terrified him. What if he was wrong about Devlin? What if the man was just like the others? God, he was so scared. Of getting hurt again, of getting rejected again, of hearing once again he wasn’t a real boy…a good boy.
But Devlin wasn’t like that. Phex’s intuition had always been strong, and he knew deep inside he wasn’t wrong about him. Besides, the man owned a respectable club with a stellar reputation. Surely, if he’d been a jerk or a creep, rumors would’ve popped up. Someone would’ve complained, talked, filed a lawsuit. And Devlin McHale was clean as a whistle, not even a parking ticket on his record. And Phex had damn well done his homework before he’d joined.
He had to take the risk, take the jump. If he didn’t, he’d always wonder what could have been. “Okay,” he whispered. “Please, don’t make me regret this.”
“You won’t, I promise. Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
“Outside. We’re going swimming.”
Swimming? Phex had expected a bath, maybe. Not that he actually liked those. Too hot for his liking. He always experienced after-sweat for, like, half an hour, even with the AC on full. “Don’t I need swimming trunks?”
Devlin shrugged. “If you prefer. Personally, I like swimming naked, but if you want trunks, by all means, go get them.”
Oh. Okay, then. Phex usually swam naked, but he hadn’t thought Devlin would want to. Not that he had an issue with it. He’d never been a prude. On the contrary, he kinda liked others seeing him naked. He wasn’t ripped by any definition, but he kept himself in shape and had a strict grooming regimen, also because Mikey didn’t like hair except on his head.
Devlin confidently walked outside, making Phex smile. Apparently, the man had given himself a little tour while Phex had been on the phone. Good for him. Phex didn’t mind at all. He loved his house, and it bugged him that he could share it with so few people.
Once outside, Devlin stripped within seconds, showing off his amazing body with the classic build of a bear: furry, round, strong, with thighs like tree trunks, a soft belly, and a thick cock that hung soft between his legs. Phex swallowed, unable to look away.
“Are you planning on growing roots there, staring at me, boy?” Devlin teased him.
Phex’s cheeks heated as he dragged his eyes away. “Sorry, it’s been a while since I… You’re very pleasant to look at. I mean, you’re hot, is what I’m saying.”
God, could it possibly be any more awkward? One would think he was a virgin, the way he was stuttering, and that while the opposite was true. He loved sex. Always had. He’d just had so little time for it lately. And little desire, if he were honest. He was so fucking tired all the time. Plus, the trouble of finding a hookup was just…too much. He was exhausted even at the thought.
Devlin chuckled. “Thank you. I wasn’t objecting, mind you. Look all you want. Just maybe get rid of some clothes so we can enjoy the water?”
Right. The man had a point. Phex dropped his clothes where he stood. He should care more about them, considering how much they had cost, but he couldn’t be bothered. Not when Devlin was waiting for him, his hands on his hips as he was watching Phex.
“Mmm, now there’s a view,” Devlin purred, letting his eyes roam Phex’s body. “Very nice, sweetheart.”
Phex swallowed. “Thank you.” His eyes dropped to Devlin’s cock, which was slowly filling, showing off its impressive size.
“Don’t take this as any hint or pressure that I want something sexual from you, okay? My body is simply responding to how gorgeous you are.”
“Okay.”
Phex dove into the water, needing to get away for a moment. Devlin’s presence was so…intense. As big as the man himself, as if he saw sides of Phex he’d rather keep hidden.
He swam across the length of the pool underwater, only coming up for air when he hit the other end. He did an easy breast crawl back, reveling in how good the water felt. Before he knew it, he was swimming laps, one after the other, until he couldn’t lift his arms anymore. All that time, Devlin had sat in the corner of the pool on the stairs in the shallow end, watching him.
“How long did I swim?” Phex asked as he had made his way toward him.