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head. Sparing with Jim would be ten times as arousing, especially in competition.
     
    “Well, what have we here?” a big man with a big Texas drawl asked. “New padding?”
    “Very safe and very thin. Easy to store and move but very protective.” Jim went into pitch mode and ignored Kyle. “We have samples and literature.”
    “I’m more of a hands on type of guy.” He took a sample. “I own a chain of academies for kids in Texas. You think it’s safe?” he asked Kyle.
    “Actually, I work for Right Fit. I haven’t tried Ping’s new product. First time, I’ve seen it. How’d you get in? The show doesn’t start for a couple hours yet.”
    “I just wandered in. I like to talk without a million people making it hard to hear. I’m deaf on my left side. You don’t mind me working a little early.” He grinned.
    “Not at all. We have a life-size sample for the full effect.” Jim ignored Kyle with the new distraction of business.
    Kyle followed; Jim knew he would. Before Ping, Jim had worked on the East Coast for a technology firm. He’d never seen Kyle at those tradeshows, but he’d found plenty of men like him. Cruising for casual sex at work events wasn’t original.
    Granted, Kyle wasn’t married or cheating. He was out and from all reports single. But Jim had fallen for enough casual sex hookups in his early twenties. When he’d moved to the west coast and changed companies, he’d found his passion. The martial arts were a love he never grew tired of, but he did have to deal with a more conservative private company.
    He’d also stopped cruising for guys and focused on work. Jim’s slutty period was behind him. If not, Kyle would be first on his list.
    “These are nice!” The Texan bumped his shoulder on one. “But I don’t participate.”
    Kyle pounded the mat with genuine punches then kicked it. “Promising.”
    “You do some martial arts?” the customer asked.
    “We both do.” Kyle nodded to Jim. “Same dojo. He’s my main competition in a lot of ways.” Kyle winked at Jim.
    The heat built in Jim, looking at Kyle. Kyle was tall, tan and muscled with light brown hair and blue eyes. Jim tried to avoid Kyle at the dojo or even being this close. The attraction only grew, and it was hard to hide. “We’re amateurs. Not real competition. I enjoy the exercise and independence of the sport.”
    “Well, good. I can see this in action. Would you two mind a little demo?” he asked.
    “Sure. Why not? You can’t tell if it’s good until you see it with the full weight of competition on it.” Kyle nudged Jim. “It’s okay. A little sparing to show off your product.”
    Jim bit the inside of his lip as he pushed visions of Kyle naked, throwing him to the mat and riding his ass while holding his arms. “Your company won’t mind you showing off someone else’s product?” He had to get out of it. He didn’t spar with Kyle for a reason.
    “They won’t care. It’s before the doors open anyway. And I can show off Right Fit’s dry wear. Keeps you dry through hard workouts, sucks off the sweat, is loose and allows free movement. Perfect for the kids and they come in lots of colors and styles. Kids like to be unique. And they won’t break the bank for the parents.”
    Jim had to respect Kyle’s sales skills. Kyle was good at his job and good in the ring.
    “Well, suit up, boys. I may end up buying something from both of you, eventually.” The Texan found a nearby bench and parked his considerable rear on it to wait.
    Kyle walked back to his booth and grabbed a pair of pants and tank in the black with white yin-yangs all of over it.
    “We can’t do this,” Jim said.
    “Why would you do that much publicity if it wasn’t the plan?” Kyle rolled his eyes. “Three clean hits, we don’t have to go full contact. Your passion for me would cause a scene.”
    But that was exactly what Jim wanted to do. “Don’t start that. I need to confer.” He turned and headed for Ms. Chen.
    She was