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this morning? Is Sebastian as hairless as me now?”
    “Tate Mackenzie, how dare you send a sweet young thing like that my way when you know I can't touch him?”
    I laughed. “Sorry, man. But I feel your pain. I can't touch him either. At least, not yet.”
    “Yeah? You feel my pain? You haven't seen him naked, have you?”
    “Well…no…”
    This time Budgie laughed. “Ooooh, you have no idea what you're in for this weekend, Tate. No idea .”
    “What are you talking about, Budgie?”
    He laughed again. I wondered why he hadn't been snapped up by some TV production company to provide the voice of an evil cartoon villain. “Not only are you subbing to the sexiest, most sought after Dom in town but you're doing it alongside the most delectable piece of fresh meat I've seen in twenty years. Twenty years, Tate. And, yes, I’m that old.”
    “Look, Budgie, I know he’s cute…” God knows I know that. My dick twitched in sympathy.
    “Cute? Cute ?” I heard his heavy breathing and muttered curses. “Taylor Lautner is cute. Justin fucking Bieber is cute ! Sebastian is… oh, Tate, you should see him now…he's even more gorgeous now I've done my bit. And it was torture. It was fucking torture not being able to do anything more than apply wax strips to that supple skin and… and…” He sniffled. “I made him cry, Tate. I made the poor boy cry and I could just feel God and all the angels frowning down on me…”
    Okay, this is ridiculous. “Budgie, you made me cry if you remember. You didn’t seem to care much.”
    “You deserved it. But, honestly, Tate, this kid is gonna be the death of you. Maybe the death of James too.”
    I felt a shiver go down my spine and up my dick. “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, dear, dear, Tate, that your lovely Sebastian is a goddamn male Helen of Troy. You remember Helen of Troy? The face that launched a thousand ships?”
    “Um, I guess so?”
    “She caused the Trojan War. Because two powerful men were fighting over her.”
    “What the hell does this have to do with Sebastian?”
    “He told me James asked him, asked him , to come to training. Do you know what that means, Tate?”
    “Well…”
    “I'll tell you. It means James is interested in him. And you'd better keep your hands off him except when you're with James and he's specifically telling you what to do to him.”
    I huffed, suddenly uncomfortable. “What, you think I don't know that?”
    This time he laughed with even more of an evil undercurrent. “Oh, I know you know that, Tate. I just don't trust you not to fall for this boy. Do you know what he said to me when I told him to roll over, after I made him cry pulling out his pubes?”
    “No…”
    “He said, Yes, Sir. I’m telling you, Tate, he is gonna make James so proud and so crazy with lust and so fucking horny that you’d better not get in the way. Not if you know what’s good for you…”
    Okay, I’ve had enough. “Thanks, Budgie. I’ll keep that in mind. I need to take a shower and get going.” Talk about being overly dramatic.
    “Okay. Good luck. When you see that boy naked and smooth you are gonna blow your wad, Tate…”
    “Okay, bye Budgie.” I hung up the phone, laughing and shaking my head at his dramatic warning. What the hell? Sure, the kid was sexy. But a male Helen of Troy? That seemed a bit over-the-top.
    I showered thoroughly and dressed in brand new black boxer briefs, jeans and a long sleeved T-shirt. I anticipated being summarily stripped soon after crossing James’ threshold, but I wanted to look clean and fresh from the bottom up, just in case.

CHAPTER FOUR
    The Fun Begins
    At five fifty p.m. I pulled into the driveway of James Lucas' large suburban home in Ottawa's south end. It looked like all the other houses. I wondered if his neighbors knew what he got up to inside those walls?
    Just thinking about it made my stomach clench with anticipation, excitement, and a bit of fear as I got out of the car and approached his