"It’s the middle of July, and Rico Davin is about to faint -- not from the heat, though. For the whole summer, he gets to watch his best friend, Chance Raynor, shirtless and wet on the beach playing volleyball with his buddies. The perspiration on Chance’s skin is driving Rico nuts. It doesn’t help that he’s lusted after Chance since they met freshman year in college. What’s not to like in a tall, muscular, and just plain hot jock of a roommate? Unfortunately, Chance doesn’t see Rico the same way. Or does he?
When Rico is hit by a car while riding home on his bicycle, Chance shows him a side of his personality Rico never expected. Maybe it’s the heat or his concussion, but when they argue, Rico’s hidden feelings and insecurities come out in the open, for good or bad. Maybe getting sweaty could make it all better."
Sweat By J.D. Walker It was the middle of July, and the sweat that ran down my roommate’s chest as he played volleyball on the beach with his buddies was distracting, as usual. I licked my lips, hoping no one else noticed the lust that I could barely hide from where I sat on a boulder, watching the game. I wore sunglasses, not only for the sun, but to hide the way I couldn’t help staring at him. His team was winning, too, and my c**k was hard. Good thing my shorts were knee-length and baggy. Chance Raynor and I met our freshman year of college and became fast friends. We were as different as night and day, but still, we managed to get along. I was studying Liberal Arts with a minor in Creative Writing, while he was a History major, soccer star, and ridiculously hot. I fell for him from