He was thirty-two years old, pale and dumpy. His name was Ben.
And Reese wondered why Ben was so scared of him.
Reese slid the tape across the counter.
Ben looked at the name and his eyes widened.
Reese scowled.
Ben was blushing but Reese couldn't tell.
"Just have it back here tomorrow, okay? If my boss finds out, I'll-"
"Yeah, yeah, tomorrow." Reese tucked the tape into his jacket and hurried home.
He felt so nervous.
The VCR hummed as the tape started.
Light music played while the camera panned over a man in his thirties, hairy, ripped, and lounging by a private pool.
A younger boy, probably eighteen, walked into the scene, carrying a net skimmer, also wearing nothing but shorts. He walked around the pool.
"Hey you, come over here."
The younger boy pointed at himself in question.
"Yeah."
Reese started to feel prickly hot.
"Where's Nick?"
"He had to take off for school. So, I'm kinda taking over for him, I guess."
"Interesting..." The man's eyes scanned the boy's body.
"I'm Brenan."
"Bill."
They shook hands.
Reese took off his jacket.
"So you're taking over all of Nick's duties?"
"Pretty much. Why?"
"Well, he used to always help me put tanning oil on my back."
"Wow, he really was a giver."
"Oh, he could take it, too. Trust me, that boy could take."
"Well, I can help if you want."
Bill handed Brenan the tanning oil and Brenan slicked his hands with it and started rubbing it over Bill's body.
"Yeah, go slower."
Brenan slid his hand over Bill's six-pack, then skimmed it up his thigh.
Bill groaned.
Reese closed his eyes and let his palm find its way between his legs.
"Do you mind if I sunbathe naked?"
"Go ahead."
Bill kicked off his shorts and Reese gasped.
When Bill tugged at Brenan to come closer, Brenan pulled back a bit, but soon they were making out.
The scene changed, and Bill and Brenan were now inside on a couch.
Panting and the sound of wet kisses filled the room.
"You're so hot," Brenan moaned.
Reese squeezed his cock through his jeans.
Bill reached into Brenan's shorts.
"You like that," Brenan breathed.
Bill grunted his reply and pinned Brenan's arms over his head, taking a nipple into his mouth.
Brenan's whimpering got louder and more high-pitched.
Reese rubbed at his erection, roughly. Hard enough to hurt. And he couldn't tell if he was getting aroused from that or from the movie.
"Open that hole for me, baby." Bill licked his finger and shoved it inside Brenan.
Brenan screamed and arched his back.
Reese couldn't look anymore.
He ejected the tape and put it back in its box.