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Jason was so excited that he could barely contain himself. But he had to play it cool for the ruse to be effective.
And he was so close now, he could taste. Jason had engineered the trap with the same precision he would a military campaign. He went overboard with his public bravado- being was louder and more boisterous than usual to call attention, but not loud or boisterous enough to alarm his entourage of sycophants. He thickened his southern accent so that everyone would know that he was not from there – that he was a big fish from from a small town in the big city.
The beard Jason kept, a sign of his gruff masculinity. But he balanced it out by shaving everywhere else to the point of affectation. His skin had been bronzed, buffed and smoothed to a creamy texture that exuded too much self-care.
But his master stroke had been his bathing suit. Jason had ditched the baggy ones that drew attention to his well-built chest and prominent bulge, but made his legs look less balanced and his ass plump, but not interesting. Instead he picked the tightest, gaudiest speedos he could get his hands on. One size too small. And while his avid bottoms marvelled at how it made his bulge look even prominent, he calculated that his prey would zero in on the way their inward seam parted Jason’s cheeks. On the way his thick thighs and well-turned calves were made to be pushed apart and hang loosely off the shoulders of a man with the will and the drive to make him love it.
As Jason walked to the pool, the place the trap would be sprung, he couldn’t help but preen as he saw his reflection in every surface on his path. He could not help but bask in the adoration of those who saw him. But of all the gazes he had noticed, none had the spark that he craved. The self-assurance and the sneer that made his dick harden.
Until, after a showy dive that had splashed everyone around him, Jason’s prey finally distinguished himself from the crown. He spotted that man as he waded out of the water and looked up. That man… He was a top breaker. A stallion rider. A predator who hunted equals.