Page 103 of The Tryout

He looks at me, almost coy.

“You know…I happen to like your sweat. In fact, I’ve got kind of a thing for your sweat.”

Is he saying what I think he’s saying? He takes a step closer to me, his lips brushing against my ear.

“The day I moved in here? I wanted to lick the sweat off your abs on a public street.”

Blood rushes from my brain straight to my cock.

Maybe a run wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Unfortunately, the weather disagrees with me, a cold rain falling as the temperature hovers near freezing. I end up grabbing an umbrella and wandering down to a local coffee shop, sitting there for a little over an hour and scrolling through box scores and highlights from the NHL. The Huskies won their game against Calgary, although Avery and I never saw the end of the game, spending the time making out before drifting asleep together.

I’m still a little surprised he wants us to be exclusive, and I’m trying not to read more into that than I should. I mean, it’s not like I’m going to hook up with anyone else – where would I even meet someone? Still, I know he still had Grindr on his phone as of Thanksgiving. God knows he has options.

Finally deciding enough time has passed, I return to the counter, grabbing a couple of Avery’s favorite pastries. As I walk back to the apartment, I wonder what is waiting for me there. Cracking open the door, the place seems empty. I place the pastries on the kitchen counter then walk down the hallway to the bedrooms.

“Avery? You here?”

“In here, Finn.”

The voice is coming from his room, though the door is closed.

“Did I take long enough? I can come back later.”

Although, honestly, I have no desire to do that. Whatever he’s doing, I want to be part of it.

“No, you can…you can come in.”

I crack the door open. The space is dim, the rain on the windows contributing to the moody atmosphere. The overhead light is off, but dim lamps provide enough warm light to make the space cozy.

But the thing my eye is drawn to most is Avery, laying on the bed. He’s naked except for a tiny pair of bright green briefs, the light glowing off his tan skin. I can’t help but smile as I walk toward him.

“This is a very nice surprise, indeed.”

I’m still a little puzzled why I had to leave, but I try not to question it too much, running a hand gently up his leg as I approach the bed.

“I was thinking we could have sex today, if you’re up for it.”

I kiss him gently. As I pull back, I ask the question that’s been floating in my head.

“So…why did I have to leave?”

A blush rises in his cheeks as his eyes avoid mine.

“I…wanted to get ready for you?”

It takes me a moment to understand what he’s saying.

“Since when did we decide you’d be bottoming?”

His eyes widen with surprise.

“You’d…you’d be into that?”

I shrug.

“I’m into everything with you, Avery.”