Revealing Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #3) (16 page)

He watched as she touched him. His mouth was
wide open and his cock began to grow as he got lost in the fantasy.
He gave her a hopeful look and then she added, "Just let him take a
look. Let him give you his opinion. That all."

He frowned as he asked, "She really told you I'm
too hairy?"

Victoria gave him a sympathetic nod.

Brian looked to the ceiling then put on a weak
smile. "Okay."

She grinned. "Great." She opened the door for
him, and he slowly walked in with her smiling widely behind
him.

Rafael clapped his hands. "Okay, I've got
fifteen minutes, so depending on what were working with here, we
might need to reschedule. I'm pretty booked up the rest of the
week."

Victoria said, "Oh please fit him in today. He
leaves for his wedding in a few days, and he needs time to
heal."

"
Heal
?" Brian asked
horrified.

"Let's see what we've got." Rafael said. They
both stared at Brian waiting.

"I should just drop my pants?"

"That would help." Rafael said in a weary
voice.

Brian felt his penis and realized it was still a
little hard from Victoria's erotic sales pitch. He figured that
might be actually be a good thing, since he'd never been much of a
shower. He smiled and then slipped his pants and underwear
down.

"Hello," Rafael said impressed. Victoria smiled
as she checked him out.

"You're a little worked up from the whole ass
licking thing I told you about, aren’t you?"

Brian nodded reluctantly with his lips curled.
Rafael slipped down to his knees lifted Brian's penis up then
looked at his balls. He said, "Uh, huh." Then he lifted his balls
and craned his neck down to look under them. "Oh, I see. You
definitely need my help. No one is licking those and enjoying it."
Brian glared at him and then glanced at Victoria as she gave him a
sympathetic shrug.

Rafael stood as he looked at the clock. "Please
remove your shoes, pants, and underwear. Then get up on the
table."

Brian looked at them hesitantly. Rafael sighed
and then Victoria motioned for him to hurry up. Brian pulled his
shoes off and stepped out of his pants. Rafael said, "He does have
a good looking penis though."

Victoria smiled like a proud parent. "I know.
Doesn't he? I've actually held it…more than once."

Rafael simply said, "Huh."

Brian climbed up on the table on all fours, but
kept his legs together and his ass cheeks closed up tight. Rafael
studied his body closely. "The boys I know would love him. He has a
fantastic body."

Victoria nodded, and Rafael moved behind Brian
and spread his ass cheeks apart. He grimaced when he got a look at
the dark thick mat of hair between them. "Oh, the boys would not
like this at all."

Victoria moved in for a look and then recoiled
while making a sour face. "It's worse than I thought."

Brian turned back to look at them. "What's
wrong?"

Rafael commanded, "Spread your legs."

Brian frowned and spread his legs, opening up
everything to Victoria and Rafael as they stood behind him studying
his most private of areas. He glanced back once more to them and
saw their judgmental, frowning faces. He shook his head as he
whispered to himself, "I can't fucking believe I have two people
staring into my slightly hairy ass."

Rafael gave her a determined look as he said, "I
can do this, but I'm going to need to trim it first and then wax
all of it. Maybe twice."

Victoria nodded. "Can you do it now?"

"I'll fit him in. It's a shame when you see a
beautiful penis such as this, hidden by so much hair."

"You should see his brother." She motioned to
Brian as she continued, "Picture this body, but with a bigger
penis…I mean much bigger."

Brian said, "Hey, I'm right here."

She ignored him and then continued, "And larger
balls, like nice ones…that same firm ass, but with nothing but tiny
little baby blonde hairs on all of it."

Rafael smiled brightly as he said, "Oh I love
those baby blonde hairs."

"So do I."

"Is his brother straight?"

"He is. He's really straight."

"That's a shame because he sounds amazing."

Brian turned to them. "Okay, can we stop fawning
over my brother’s perfect penis, balls, and hair-free ass? What am
I—a giant hairy ape with a pencil dick?"

"No one called you an ape," Victoria replied.
Brian glared at her, and she grinned. "You know I think you have a
gorgeous penis."

Brian nodded and returned to the position.
Rafael clapped his hands together then said, "Okay, let me get the
big trimmer—the really big one."

As he walked out into the hall, Raphael
screamed, "Reschedule my two thirty and my three."

Brian glared at Victoria as he asked,
"Really?"

"You are going to love it. Trust me."

He exhaled deeply and began to whimper.

When Rafael returned, he spent the next ten
minutes trimming all the hair he could reach. When the waxing
began, the bloodcurdling screams could be heard two stores away on
both sides of the spa. Most people inside the spa thought it was a
woman screaming, but when the screams were followed by a male voice
spewing horrific expletives, they realized exactly what was
happening. It wasn't the first time that a man was tricked into a
full Brazilian, and it wouldn’t be the last.

Forty minutes later, Brian limped to the car,
exhausted and bleeding from places he'd rather not mention. He
didn't say a word to Victoria during the ten-minute drive home as
he sat fidgeting and grimacing in his seat. When Victoria pulled
her car into the Grayson driveway, Brian opened the door to leave.
She grabbed his arm. He looked at her and sighed.

"Look, I know this wasn't fun, but it will be
worth it."

"It better be."

"When she sees your hairless parts, she's going
to instantly get wet." Victoria smiled brightly as she added,
"Wait, I know…you should not show her until the wedding night.
It'll make it really special." She frowned as she added, "Well,
you’ll probably need at least three days to heal fully anyway."

"How did it look?"

"Amazing. You penis and balls looked huge not
covered by all that hair. And your ass looked so good you could eat
a snack off it. I saw it just before the blood began gushing
out."

He grimaced and then reached again for the
door.

"Wait. Don't go in there frowning. She'll know
something is up. Just use the cream he gave you, and you should be
fine. Take a few baths."

He painted on a fake smile. "All right."

She gave him a sympathetic look. "Do you need me
to come in and take a look or change your pad or anything?"

He glared at her without answering as he climbed
out of the car.

"Oh, okay then."

He glanced back to her. "She better be all over
me, or I'm coming over to your house so you can do it."

"Listen, Brian, If Jillian wasn't my best
friend, and if I didn't just recently shove my tongue so far up
your brother's ass that he couldn't breathe, you wouldn't be able
to pull me off of you."

He looked at her horrified. "Charming."

Brian grimaced as he adjusted his shorts in the
back. He exhaled deeply and then paused. "Well, thanks—I guess." He
adjusted the back of his shorts once more with a frown and then put
on a cheery fake smile as he nodded to her.

"Tough it out. I promise it will be worth
it."

Victoria grinned as she watched him walking a
little funny toward the house.

Brian struggled to walk normally as he headed
into the kitchen. He found Jillian sitting there typing away on her
laptop. She said, "Hi."

He asked hesitantly, "Is everything okay?"

She smiled. "I've decided to just not think
about it. Let Albert and my publisher deal with it for now. I sent
the papers off to my attorney and told him I don't want to talk
about it until I get back."

Jillian finally noticed his hair then said, "Oh
I love your haircut! You look cute." She closed her computer and
then walked up and hugged him. She said, "Let's not let it spoil
our wedding. Now weren't we going to take a trip before?"

He looked at her confused, "A trip?"

"Around the world."

"Oh yeah…"

Jillian reached down to his groin and squeezed
his package gently. He jumped back as if she had shoved a stick
into an opened wound. He yelped, "Ouch."

She gave him an odd look. "What's wrong."

"Sorry, I just…uh, you know balls can be so
sensitive. They must have been sitting in there wrong or…"

She gave him a sexy smile and moved toward him.
"Do you want me to check them for you?" He took another step back,
and she narrowed her eyes. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I was just thinking, maybe we should not have
sex until the wedding night. I think it'll really be hot to, uh,
wait."

She gave him a skeptical look. "Really?"

"Yeah, we'll be so horny for each other by
Sunday that we'll just go crazy. It'll be amazing."

Jillian smiled warming to the idea a bit. Then
she said, "Okay. I can do it if you can do it."

He smiled halfheartedly, grabbed two beers out
of the refrigerator, and then headed out of the room.

"Where are you going?" She called after him.

"Upstairs to take a bath."

She made a quizzical face then said, "Okay, but
remember this no sex thing means no masturbation either."

"You don't have to worry about that," he moaned
as he limped up the steps while clutching his balls gently.

On the campus of NYU, outside of Natalie's dorm
building, Jason waited. When he saw her, he walked up, and although
he already knew from the photo, he asked, "Are you Natalie
Brookhart?"

"Yes," she said as she looked at him
confused.

He extended a large envelope toward her, and she
took it. He said, "Have a good trip." She watched as he slipped
away. Natalie rushed to her room, opened the envelope, and then
studied the contents. She immediately called Josh.

In Orlando, Rob was picking up carryout at a
restaurant within walking distance of the apartment building. An
attractive woman in her late twenties, dressed like a jogger and
wearing a Georgia State University T-shirt waited two stores away
with a phone to her ear. Across the street a man in a dark suit sat
in a car, and he was also on the phone.

The man watched as Rob turned toward the door.
He said, "Okay now."

The woman kept the phone to her ear as she
jogged toward the store as Rob opened the door and slipped outside,
she timed it perfectly and ran right into him. She tumbled to the
ground as her phone skipped along the concrete. Rob's bag also flew
out of his hand. He looked around in shock and then focused on the
woman. "Are you okay?"

"I'm so sorry. I'm such an idiot. I was on the
phone and wasn't watching where I was going. Are you all
right?"

Rob said, "Yeah, I'm fine."

The woman got up as Rob picked up her phone and
his carryout bag. He handed her the phone. She said, "Thanks. I'll
be more careful." She waited for a moment for him to notice the
T-shirt and then after an awkward silence she said, "Well, nice
meeting you."

Rob finally glanced down to her shirt and then
smiled. "You went to GSU?"

"Yep. Graduated in two thousand nine."

"I just graduated this year."

She smiled brightly. "No way. I've never met any
Panthers down here. Everyone seems to be from a Florida
school."

He nodded. "When you live in a state with
beautiful weather, why go to school somewhere else?"

She chuckled. "I'm Bridget."

"Rob."

"So did you spend a lot of time at Chubby's?
Senior year we lived there."

"Sure, we were there a lot."

"I don't remember seeing you," she said.

"I probably wasn't there that much in oh
nine."

She nodded smiling. "You live around here?"

Rob pointed toward the apartment complex as he
said, "Yeah, right there at Blue Stone."

"That place looks nice. I'm renting a room from
a friend temporarily down on Tenth Street while I look for a
place."

"Oh."

"Hey, you still follow the football team?"

"Sure, but they're never on TV."

"There's this bar I know where they show all the
college games. I've been looking for someone to go with to watch.
You know my girlfriends would be bored, and if I go alone guys
would be so…you know."

"Oh, sure," Rob said, while he looked her over
from head to toe. He thought, my God, she was cute. Great tits.

"Would you maybe like to go sometime and
watch?"

"Definitely."

"There's a game this Saturday."

Rob smiled and then shook his head. "My mother's
actually getting married this weekend, and I need to fly out for
the wedding. They're getting married in St. Barts." Rob widened his
eyes a little embarrassed.

"Wow, I've heard of destination weddings. That's
some destination."

He nodded. "I'm free the next weekend. How about
we exchange numbers, and I'll call you when I get back?"

"Awesome," She nodded and then glanced to the
man in the car, smiling while they readied their phones for the
exchange.

October fourth was Jim's birthday, and it was a
big one this year since he was turning twenty-one. After a day of
classes and calls from both his mother and brother, Jim was ready
for the real celebration to begin. Caroline had told him the day
before that she had something special planned. His curiosity was
piqued when he discovered her waiting for him in the living room of
his dorm suite, and she would not allow him to enter his bedroom
because it would spoil the surprise. Caroline slipped back into his
room, picked out an appropriate outfit for him for the night, and
waited while he showered and changed.