The Vegas Shark (Bad Boy Billionaires 3)

Jake leaned forward to remove his shoes and socks. He glanced up and said, “It’s not mandatory. I saw you doing the ping-pong ball routine at the club with Joe a couple of weeks ago and that’s all I need to know.”

“You saw my act at the club?” Treston asked. He felt his stomach sink, and his heart began to race. “But I’m here for the salesperson job.”

Jake stood up and unbuckled his belt. As he dropped his pants, he laughed and said, “I like that. It’s cute. Keep doing it. We can pretend that’s why you’re here. When Joe said he’d hire a guy for my birthday he didn’t go into any details. And I had no idea the guy would turn out to be you. But it’s a nice touch. I like pretending.” Then he stepped out of his pants and removed his shirt.

When Jake was standing behind the desk in nothing but light blue boxer briefs, and Treston could see his erection, he knew there would be no interview. Though Treston had been slow to catch on, it was now evident this friend of Jake’s, Joe, had set Jake up with a male escort for the first time, and that was why Jake thought Treston was there. So Treston stood up and said, “I think there may have been a mistake. I should leave.”

Jake’s gaze lowered, and his voice trailed off. “Well, that’s a first.”

“Huh?”

Jake sat down behind the desk and frowned. “My buddy hires an escort for my thirtieth birthday, the escort turns out to be the hottest male stripper in town, and when he sees me in my underwear he can’t wait to run out the door. Wow, man. I’ve been rejected before, but never quite this way.”

If Jake hadn’t been so adorable, and Treston hadn’t been such a soft-hearted guy, Treston might have left without glancing back. But now he felt awful. He’d insulted the poor man, on his birthday, without even knowing it. He almost told Jake the absolute truth. He almost told him he didn’t know this guy Joe and he hadn’t been hired to come there that morning. But it bothered Treston that even a used-car dealership wouldn’t consider hiring him. It bothered him so much he suddenly felt silly about all his unrealistic plans for the future. How could he be so dumb to think he could get a real job in a real place of business that didn’t involve shooting ping-pong balls out of his ass?

So he stood up and took off his shoes and socks.

Jake sent him a glance and said, “I thought you were leaving. What are you doing?”

Treston took off his jacket and shirt. He smiled at Jake and said, “I was only joking around. I’m not leaving. I’m doing what I do best. And you’re going to have a thirtieth birthday you’ll never forget.” Then he pulled off his tight red pants and walked behind the desk wearing nothing but his see-through lacy thong.

When he sat on Jake’s lap, he put one hand around Jake’s shoulders and reached down with the other to hold Jake’s dick. He kissed him on the cheek and said, “Happy Birthday, handsome. You’re so big and strong.”

Jake didn’t seem to know how to respond. He laughed and said, “I really haven’t done this before with a guy. My buddy, Joe, is bisexual and I admitted to him I’ve always been curious about guys. I wasn’t really expecting him to hire you. I guess I’m a little nervous.”

Treston reached into Jake’s underwear to caress his balls gently. “There’s nothing wrong with being curious or nervous, handsome. You’re a very attractive man. And if you want me to stop, just let me know and I will. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I’m the expert and this is what I do best.” Jake wasn’t male model material, with bulging muscles and a shaved chest. He had more of the natural all-American male look, with a lean body and a cute line of hair that ran from the middle of his chest to his lower abdomen. The hair on his legs was as dark as the hair on his head and he smelled like lemony aftershave. Treston tugged his balls gently again and said, “How does this feel? Should I continue?”

Jakes head was back and his eyes were closed by then. He nodded and said, “Wonderful. Don’t stop.”

“Do you really think I’m the hottest male stripper in town?” Treston asked, as his hand slid up and down Jake’s erection.

“Oh yeah, buddy,” Jake said. “When I saw your ping-pong ball act I got hard right there in the club.”

Though Treston had not been hired to do this, he continued to stroke his dick and whisper into his ear. He told Jake all the things he knew men liked to hear and he treated him as if he was a paying client at Chickey’s club. When Treston realized that Jake had not taken him seriously as a candidate for the job, Treston felt the need to please him in the best way he knew how. He knew this would have been difficult to explain to most people, but he needed some kind of validation that morning, something that would make him feel worthwhile. When a guy began to realize he wasn’t good at anything else, he tended to clutch even tighter the one thing he did do best. And having sex with Jake was by no means the hardest thing Treston had ever had to do in his life.

Once Jake relaxed a little, he wound up taking control and Treston didn’t have to do anything but follow his moves. As expected, most bi-curious young men like Jake spend a long time exploring and examining the first time they are with another man. Though he didn’t attempt to suck Treston’s dick, he did stroke it and examine it for a while. He even laughed and said, “I’ve never actually touched another dude’s penis before.”

At one point, while Treston was on his back on top of Jake’s desk, with his legs spread and his back arched, and Jake was kissing his chest, Treston said, “You might not be experienced with guys, but I have a feeling you’ve had plenty of experience with women.”

Jake stopped sucking his nipple and laughed. “I’ve been around a little, so to speak.”

Treston threw his arms back over his head and said, “Lucky for me.” He meant every word of it. It had been a long time since he’d been with such a gentle lover.

After Jake explored every last inch of Treston’s body, he took off his light blue briefs and Treston went down on the floor to his knees without being asked. Treston rested his hands on Jake’s hairy thighs and Jake rubbed his dick all over Treston’s face. While Treston sucked his cock, he moved slowly and glanced up at Jake the entire time. This seemed to not only excite Jake, but also made him respond to Treston in an even gentler way. He wasn’t one of those guys who rammed in and out of Treston’s mouth, with thrusts and plunges. He moved his pelvis with ease, gazed down at Treston’s eyes, and caressed the back of Treston’s head. This wasn’t a complete shock; Treston had learned men who are used to being with women typically make love less aggressively when they are with men. It was actually a nice change of pace from the usual knocks and jerks Treston had been getting from guys like Harlan Rocks and Chad Pratt.