Going Down for the Count by Cage Thunder

Author:Cage Thunder [Thunder, Cage]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626390041
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2013-11-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

I can’t believe I am doing this, I thought to myself for maybe the thousandth time, drumming my hands on the steering wheel.

School had started a few weeks earlier, and I was still dancing at Blackbeard’s. The booking agent Lance set me up with kept trying to get me to do out-of-town gigs, but if I couldn’t drive there and back I wasn’t interested. The last time he’d called and I’d said no, he’d threatened to drop me as a client. “Go ahead,” I’d replied, but he was all bluster. Every once in a while I thought maybe I should go ahead and take one of the gigs—I wasn’t making as much at Blackbeard’s as I used to. Lance told me it was pretty normal, which was why I had to take gigs in other towns.

“The regulars get used to you and they’re not as willing to give you money,” he’d said as he pulled his jeans on over his strong, thick legs, “as they were when you were fresh meat. That’s why you gotta go out of town, man. When you’re fresh meat, they can’t give you money fast enough.”

Yeah, whatever, I’d thought at the time.

But last weekend, I’d only brought home about three hundred bucks, total. I had a shoot scheduled with BGEast later in the month, so I wasn’t too worried about the drop in income—I still had quite a bit saved up from all the dancing over the summer—but shit, that just fucking wasn’t worth my time.

So when Phil called me about this dude coming to town being willing to pay me five hundred bucks for a match—why the hell not?

But sitting in the parking lot of the hotel, I felt like a whore.

I knew Phil did it, and some of the other guys from BGEast did, too. It didn’t have to be anything more than wrestling—that’s what the guys paid for, a chance to wrestle a video star.

And this guy—this Chase guy—had made it clear all he was expecting was a wrestling match.

I opened the picture he’d sent me on my phone again, remembering getting the e-mail with the picture and his phone number.

Why does he have to pay for it? I asked myself again, as I had every time I’d looked at his picture. People would pay him to wrestle.

It was a picture of a bare torso, and it made my mouth water. His body was smooth and tanned, the muscles huge and defined. With my hand shaking a little bit, I’d picked up my phone and dialed the number. He’d answered on the second ring. “This is Chase.” His voice was deep, masculine. My cock started to move inside my underwear.

“Um, hi, Chase, this is Cage. Thanks for the e-mail. You’ll be in town on Wednesday?”

“Well, yeah, I’ll be free about four. Does that work for you? Phil said five hundred for two hours?”

“Yeah,” I’d replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “Cash only, and I get paid up front before we do anything.

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