Granted he’d only got a brief glimpse of him just now, and Harry did mean brief, as in the tight, blue swim trunks he was wearing and nothing else. He went back to skimming the pool, angling the long pole so he could get all the leaves off the bottom.
“Here you go, uh, what’s your name?”
“It’s Harry, Mr. Gilchrist.” He put the pole down on the pool deck and took the proffered water. His fingers brushed against the actor’s, and he felt his skin tingle and his cock twitch.
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