Page 79 of Tough Guy and the Show Off

“This room is in good shape,” Trav says.

“Realtor says it was remodeled a few years ago, so it’s the most updated space in the apartment.”

“It’s nice,” he concedes. “I like that it still has a vintage feel. They didn’t remove the soul of it.”

I smile. “I agree.”

We step into the stall shower, almost pressed together. It’s not the biggest shower, but that’s okay if it keeps me this close to Trav.

I grab the bodywash and pour some into my hands, lathering them then dragging them down Trav’s chest and back up to his shoulders. He leans into me, stealing brief kisses as I wash him before he returns the favor.

We wash each other in silence until he dips his fingers into my ass crack, tickling my rim. “Basilio said to ask you how your nuts taste.”

My brow creases as I pull my head back. “Uh, what?”

“He was just talking shit about how well we played tonight, but I could barely hold it together.”

“What did you say?”

“I said I’d ask you.”

“Guess I’ll have to remind you, then, so you can provide an updated answer.”

“Guess so.” Trav drapes his arms around my neck, bumping our dicks together. “You should probably taste mine too. It’s only right.”

“I agree.”

He grins and I pull him a little closer, enjoying the way he feels pressed against me with the steamy water flowing over us.

“What do you think they’d say if they knew?”

Trav tilts his head. “About us?”

“Yeah.”

He shrugs. “No clue, actually. For some reason, I don’t think they’d care, but who knows? They might think it’s funny now because they don’t think it’s real.”

“Right.”

“What about the Huskies?”

“Diego’s out.”

“But he’s not fucking another player, is he?”

“No. That does complicate things.”

“You thinking about coming out or something?”

“No. Just thinking random shit.”

Trav nods.

“Would it be bad if I did?”

Trav looks startled for a second before his expression relaxes. “No, not bad. It’s… good if that’s what you want.”

“I don’t know. You don’t think about it?”