Page 85 of Floored By Love

“In the locker room,” I said, placing the tea on my side table. “Here, all this is mine and mine alone.” I snuck my hand under the covers to grab his hip and pull him towards me. He offered no resistance and soon his body pressed against mine, his mouth an inch away from my nipple.

He explored my torso with his free hand, and I couldn’t help the shiver that passed through me. “I’ve missed this,” he said, snuggling into the crevice between my arm and chest. “I’ve thought about this body more times than I can count. I’m never letting you go again.”

Those words - at this moment - were all that I needed from him. I sighed and traced my hand up his back to his hair and started to play with it. He pushed against my hand. “Feels good. I love when you play with my hair.”

“Rise and shine, boys!” I heard a familiar voice call from the living room. A few seconds later, Shane pounded on our door. “Let’s go, lover boys.”

Luke sat up and yelled, “You should talk!” I patted his back, and he looked back at me. “What?”

“Nice comeback.”

“Mmm, there’s a thought. Come. Back,” he said, devilishly. “Roll over.”

I hopped out of bed, grabbed my phone, and wagged my finger at him. “No time.”

I had to pee, so I went into the bathroom, but didn’t bother closing the door. I flipped the seat up and unlocked my phone so I could multitask.

Mom: How do you feel today?

Cam: I feel okay. Throat was a little scratchy, but having some tea helped.

Cam: Luke’s been taking care of me.

When I came back out, he tried to give me sad puppy eyes, but he was apparently too excited at the sight of me naked because he bounded across the room and swept me into his arms to give me a proper good morning kiss. I broke it off first, scolding my hardening dick, though I could feel Luke’s similar response. I pulled away and walked over to the dresser, only to realize I had no clothes. The confused expression on my face assisted Luke in reading my mind.

“I got you,” Luke said, as he chose a pair of briefs for me from his collection. They were bright pink and tight, but that would hopefully hide my raging hard-on from everyone on the other side of the door. I put on the black shorts and grey sweatpants he offered, and watched him slip on a skimpy purple jockstrap.

“I still can’t believe that’s what you train in,” I said.

“It’s more exciting when you know what I’m wearing underneath,” he replied, winking. He finished getting dressed and made to leave for the door.

I snagged his arm before he could grab the doorknob. “Forgetting something?” I asked, motioning to my exposed torso and feet.

He smiled. “Oh, I guess I forgot. There’s no way that was on purpose.” He dropped some flip-flops from his suitcase on the floor and grabbed a slate blue hoodie from the closet and tossed it to me.

“This one’s your favorite,” I said, staring at it in my hands.

“Uh huh.”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“That makes two of my favorite things all in one package,” he said, coming back to give me another kiss. “How convenient for me.”

My phone vibrated.

Mom: Happy to hear that.

Mom: Let me know how podium training goes.

Cam: Fingers crossed, but I’ll let you know.

“How ya feeling, Cam?” Noah asked from in front of the stove, as Luke and I walked into the kitchen.

“Pretty good. Still a little tired.” Shane and Noah exchanged a look. I sat on the stool next to Shane at the island and allayed his fear. “We crashed early.”

Luke went over to Shane and gave him a hug. “Morning, Coach.” Then headed to the fridge to pour himself some orange juice.

“Morning. So, you took care of Cam last night?”