Because his pool is untended and filthy, romance author Robert Fine needs to hire a pool boy for the summertime position at his estate. So at the beginning of summer, he places an ad for a pool boy to hire. Enter Kent Tacoma, an ex-Navy stud, handsome, who lands an interview. Almost immediately Robert enjoys his company and himself, hiring Kent on the spot. As Tacoma tends the pool, Robert cannot keep his hungry eyes off the young man. All he can think about is his desire. Unfortunately, Tacoma starts to break Robert’s house rules with a local bad boy named Katz Strong, Tacoma’s opposite. Soon a jealous Robert is convinced Tacoma is under Katz’s bad influence. As Tacoma pulls away from Robert and grows closer to Katz. Robert finds his rage building. Can’t the three men just get along? As summer comes to a close, Tacoma becomes the center of everyone’s attention. Whose heart will survive the heated summer?

The Pool Boy

Instead, I tapped twice on the ajar door and entered. On a good day, I would have been able to spy on the young man. Upon my entrance, I called out, “Tacoma, are you okay in here?”


He lifted a barbell of weights and grunted, sounding like a wild beast, “I’m fine.”


I walked into the room, studied the faux leather bench he lay on, the fifty-pound weights he lifted, and one hundred pounds of lead on the single bar over his handsome face; something I couldn’t even dream of lifting. He lay on his back, nipples pointing to the ceiling, exhaled, lifted the bar, lowered the bar, exhaled, and lifted the bar again. His lips and jaw tightened up like steel in the process. Tacoma’s leg muscles bulged and constricted, grew twice their normal sizes. His legs were spread apart as the barbell rose and fell. Bubbles of glowing sweat clung to his chest, cheeks, and biceps. When he finished his reps, ten in all, I asked, “Shouldn’t you have a potter?”


Chapter 23