Page 82 of The Forever Vault

“I’ll try some water.”

He handed me a bottle from his shoulder bag and then paranoia set in.

“Actually, I’m fine for now. I’ll give it a shot without.” I set the bottle down on the bench.

“Okay, Mr. Kane-”

“You can call me Cam.”

The rosiest of tints creeped into Trevor’s cheeks and for a second, I felt an ounce of normalcy. “We’re supposed to keep it professional, Mr. Kane. Can you remove your hoodie for the pat down, please?”

“I’m not wearing anything underneath it.”

“Oh.” Trevor seemed unsure what to do.

“That’s fine, Mr. Kane.” Michael turned around from getting his equipment settled. “It’ll be easier if you take it off.”

I let out a deep breath and stripped it off. The sooner this was over, the better.

“Are the baggy sweatpants a problem?”

Trevor shook his head. “Shouldn’t be, but I’m going to start if that’s okay.”

Michael pulled out his phone to take a call and walked a few feet away.

“This is your rodeo, not mine. Just tell me what to do.”

Trevor started with my front, giving me a once-over. “Hold your arms up.” Then he circled around me and knelt. “I’m just going to check your ankles, like, your socks and shoes and stuff.”

“Okay.”

I felt him pull up my sweatpants and run his finger around the sock on each leg. It didn’t tickle, but it still felt weird as shit. Like you’re being examined.

I sighed again, glancing down at my crotch. At least he was behaving…for now.

“I’m going to check each leg now, Mr. Kane.”

I felt his hands grab my right ankle and work themselves up to my thigh, where he stopped and-

“Sorry, that’s my phone and wallet,” I said, placing them on the bench next to us.

He shifted to my right side and started from the bottom again, but his hands were focused on the front and inside of the leg this time.

Hello!

And he went there. I was pretty much being felt up now. His hand completely grazed my balls and his other went right between my thighs, pretty much up my ass.

“Sorry, Mr. Kane. I know this is awkward, but I have to be thorough.”

“I could just strip,” I suggested, my dick was hardening and out of my control at this point. It was coming dangerously close to pushing out of the leghole of Luke’s soft and skimpy briefs.

“One of the others already did that.” Trevor let out a little laugh.

“Seriously?! I was just joking.”

“I thought he was too. Michael says it happens more than you’d think.”

“Is this your first time?”