Diesel Wilson

“A therapist? Alcohol must be the least of your worries, then.” He chuckled. “Well, this is a good place for that. In seriousness, I’m CFO of a possibly-impressively-large family business in Cairo. Basically the job boils down to the one accountant who has to care about PR. Also hectic.” Factor in time zones, and, well…

“There’as this thing called sarcasm.” He said rolling his eyes once more as he turned back around to take a seat on the bench to remove his trainers. “I know full well what this place is about, just the fact that most of you clients want to top, is rather amusing.”

"Aren't you such a ray of sunshine." Diesel nodded his head as the other man spoke. “Oh, well aren’t you also a client who wants to top as well?” Diesel chuckled, taking a deep breath in as he caught himself, “If you wanted a bottom, you could’ve asked. That’s not my forte.” He grinned, checking the man out once more.

Chance nodded his head as he felt the man move closer and his eyes widened as soon as he saw the large member. His mouth might have even dropped open slightly. He didn’t even think he could speak. His mind was just thinking about that huge cock as he automatically felt himself bending over the bed and displaying his ass for the other.

Dante smirked as the man made himself comfortable in his luxurious room. “I think it’s likely close to identical to yours.” He teased as he looked the man up and down. “I’m interested in that ass of course but since it’s off limits, we’re settling for the surprise inside.” Dante swiftly remarked as he let his hand tease the man’s crotch.

“You see what I mean?” Alessio spoke rolling his eyes at Diesel as he put the tank top he took off into his locker before turning to face Diesel. “So very predictable, why am I not surprised?” Alessio spoke as he placed his hands on his hips looking at the other.

“I hate to break it to you, Scrooge,” crossing his arms as he spoke, “but this is a sex resort. Don’t be so surprised that most people here want, y’know, sex.” He winked, smiling at the man once more. “Gotta keep up.”

Parker had just arrived back at the Haus for what felt like the hundredth time. He had gotten the same room as usual and just thrown his things in on the bed before making his way to the library. It was the perfect time of day to to find his favorite chair and get lost in a good book. AS he came upon said chair he found someone sitting in the one next to it. “Mind if I sit next to you?” He asked with a small friendly smile.

“Now,” Diesel said, folding the corner of his page as he closed his book, looking up at the stranger as he continued to speak, “Why would I mind such a handsome devil as yourself sitting next to me?” He tapped the seat, as he smiled. “Go right ahead, stranger.”

Chance brightened up at the man’s stripping and his response. “Oh sorry.” He murmured, he should’ve asked earlier. “Is there uh, anyway you like uh doing people?” The redhead questioned as he pulled his pants down.

“It is indeed.” Dante replied with a hum and a wide smirk as he looked towards the other, grinning wider after that wink. “Of course. And lucky for you, you won’t have to wait long.” Dante stated, finishing his drink and setting on the bar before picking up the bottle. “Let’s get to that new world huh.”  With that the man started walking towards his room.

“Aw that’s cute.” Alessio chuckled to himself as he took off his tank top. “I’m afraid I don’t normally go with clients, all they want to do is fuck everything they see.” He smirked as he turned to Diesel as he guides a hand through his jet black hair. “I was just about to head for the showers, you?”

“Well what can I say, I am a pretty cute guy.” He grinned as his hands surveyed the edge of his chin. “Now do I look like I’d want to fuck you?” He laughed, “Trick question, I definitely would.” Diesel leaned his back against a locker, eyeing the man up and down before responding. “I was just leaving. But If you’d want company, well I’d be complicate to oblige.”

“Oh I know that. I was a detective. Put several away myself but isn’t this place supposed to be high in security and all. The safety of the clients above all else.” He smirked as he stuck his hands down on the bed to just rest back a little. “Sure they did but they are still dumb movies to just watch.” An eyebrow raised at his response and he chuckled. “Well, you certainly have the Jason physique, minus the rotten flesh part.

Diesel stood there and watched the guy as he spoke. “A detective, huh?” He nodded his head, “Impressive. That’s more interesting than what I do, sitting behind a desk all day and attending the most dreadful meetings.” Cocking his head over to the other man he gave him a quick smile as he moved to the couch and took a seat. “I’ll give you that one. I much prefer Scream, anyways.” He said, crossing his arms as he studying the male’s handsome physique. “Well don’t make a man blush.” he quipped, “You not so bad looking yourself.”

“That’s one way to look at it, but still you need time to relax too,” Constant said. Really he was impressed the other took ownership of things. Most people, including himself, just complained for the sake of doing so. This was someone that had their shit together, which made already attractive man even more appealing to Constant. He shifted in closer, causally so not to draw attention to it. “I wouldn’t say cunning,” Constant said with a laugh. “I guess I’ve been here long enough that I’ve learned to blend in. Not stand out so much.” He didn’t know if this was a good thing or not. He knew that he should try to stand out more, like when he first came to the Haus, but it was so much work and in the end, he still attracted men to him.  Now Constant didn’t hide his interest. He leaned in close, smiling salaciously. “I did say anyone and since you’re the other one here, you have my undivided attention. So if there is anything I can do for you, just say the word.”

“Exactly,” He smiled, “that’s why I’m here. To relax, to take breather, to fuck a few handsome men.” Sitting into the seat next to the cute guy in the bar, Diesel was thrilled by the dark lighting in the room. The resort had it’s perks and it’s benefits, one of them being the handsome male whose he was locked into eye contact. “You certainly don’t blend in,” he rebutted, “you look better than most guys, I can say that for certainty.” He placed a hand on his chin in curiously, “Anything? Okay, enlighten me; what if I wanted a gym partner, would you o that.” He jokingly flexed a muscle as his smile stayed plastered on his face. “What if I wanted you to cook me a meal, would you?” He motioned towards the kitchen, “Or what if I wanted to fuck you, would you let me?” Diesel winked as he pressingly admitted in a low drone how he’d totally give the man the time of a lifetime.

“You know it’s funny, right?” Alessio said in the gym changing room as he looked to the male. “People think from my figure I do not enjoy being rimmed, but funny enough I find it a big turn on.”

Diesel twitched, head tilting. “I was just going to ask if you had a spare gym bag,” he chuckled, standing up from the bench he was resting on, “but that is good to know. If you ever need help with that, I’ll be around here. Here, somewhere...” he trailed off. He took a big breath as he stretched. “You leaving or going?” He asked, pointing towards the gym doors?

“Do I have to be worried about serial killers in here?” Was his response as he propped himself up by his elbows. Watching the male shut his door, with him still inside, had him curious. The way he seemed to act indicated to him that this wasn’t another staff member. “If this were a horror movie, I’d be like Tommy Jarvis in Part 6.” He sat up now, head focusing on the other. “What does that make you?”

He raised an eyebrow, “There are serial killers everywhere. Don’t forget that, keep up.” He started rubbing his chin, scratching his beard. “I have to be honest, I haven’t seen any of those movies past Part 3. They get a bit ridiculous.” He chuckled, locking eyes with the stranger. “But if I were to be anyone, I’d of course be Jason. That motherfucker is a monster. We’re one in the same-” he paused, “Besides the, y’know, murdering counselors for my mother aspect.”

Chance nodded and looked at the man for a minute before smiling sheepishly. “I’m not really good at strip dancing, but I’m pretty good at sex if you’d like that.” He moved closer to the man and took his hand, bringing it to rest on his ass. “If you want to that it is.”

Dante nodded at the agreement to how attractive he was. “Exactly.” He hummed as the man grinned and told him his name. “Diesel. Sexy. I think I can work with that.” He took a long sip as well before replying with his own name. “Dante. That’s the name you’ll be moaning tonight.”

He leaned back, watching as the man took a sip of his drink. “Dante,” he approvingly nodded his head, “I like it. It’s exquisite to meet you, Dante, pleasures all mine.” Diesel laughed with his low rumble of a voice, “Oh really, huh?” Smirking, he give a quick wink to the man in front of him, “I definitely can’t wait for that. I could show you a whole new world.” He took another drawn out sip of the expensive alcohol.

Chance watched the man and wasn’t sure what to do. He was close to stepping towards the man, so close that he actually did it before standing still again. “Um, yes.” His cheeks grew red as he glanced to that hand on the man’s knee. “Um,” Chance stepped closer again. “Would you like me to make you feel more welcome?”

This place seemed just as how he had pictured it from his friends boasting and admiration of the resort. Having been shown to his accommodation, Austin was unpacking his belonging’s into his locker. He set a separate section for his former police uniform that he brought with him as a kink he could explore with clients and the rest of his clothes in another part. When it was done, he collapsed onto the bed, feeling how soft it was and letting out a little moan of delight. It felt perfect. Hell it was better than his own bed back home.

Diesel was walking down the hallway when he noticed a door slightly open. He walked in the opened apartment, and saw a man laying down on a bed. He chuckled, “You know, If I was a psychotic murderer- you’d be dead by now.” Diesel shut the door. He looked around the apartment, quickly scanning his area before leaning up against a wall. He said, with his deep and alluring voice, "You should probably be more careful. This is, like, horror movie decision stupid.”