“Like squeezing all the cum out of it.”
“I think you already did that, Sir,” Blake says with a soft laugh. “I made a mess of your rug.”
“It’ll wash. We’re all messy too.”
“Maybe it’s a good time to use that shower of yours?” I suggest.
“Good idea,” Blake says. “Although I’m not sure I can stand up.”
“I’ll carry you,” Cal says.
He lifts Blake into the shower, and I follow on wobbly legs. I have no idea how Cal has the strength to carry another man when I can barely stand.
I’ve been in Cal’s bathroom plenty of times, but I never stopped to appreciate his shower. It’s huge, taking up one whole side of the bathroom. It’s easily big enough for all three of us, especially as there’s a waterfall jet from above. Cal puts it on, and we step inside. While Cal cradles Blake, I clean them both and then myself. If I had more energy, I’d definitely be trying to seduce them both into fucking in here, especially now I know Cal bottoms sometimes. Not that I can see him giving up control of sex any more than he was willing to let me control our kisses. No, Cal’s a man who will definitely top from the bottom, and I am definitely aching to enjoy that dance with him. I imagine myself screwing him while he fucks Blake. A hot, desperate fuck train with steamy water thundering down on us.
“You must be thinking about something nice,” Cal says, nodding towards my cock, which is half-hard again.
I chuckle. “I’m just imagining the fun we could have in this shower.”
“Care to share?”
“Maybe later. When we’re all a lot less tired.”
“So no hot shower sex tonight?” Cal asks, disappointment in his voice.
“Do you have the energy?”
“Nope.”
“Then no, no hot shower sex tonight.”
“Damn. Whatarewe going to do with the rest of the evening?” Cal asks.
“Snuggle and watch a film?” Blake suggests.
“I like the sound of that,” I say.
We turn the shower off and get dried. Our clothes are still in messy piles in the sitting room, but we don’t bother to put them back on. Cal opens the sofa up into a bed and grabs some pillows and a blanket. We put a film on and snuggle up together, a happy tangle of arms, legs, and bodies. We trade kisses and soft touches as we half watch the film.
“Blake and I should go,” I say as the film ends. “Or we’ll both miss our last trains.”
The two of us get dressed and get ready to go. Cal sees us to the door. He’s put underwear on but nothing else. He kisses Blake’s cheek and then catches hold of my hand and kisses mine too.
“A kiss goodbye?” I ask, smiling.
“The first of many,” Cal promises before kissing us both on the lips.
13
Blake
Lexi is cuddled up to me on the sofa, watching TV and sucking her thumb. She’s miserable after breaking her wrist in a fall at school yesterday. Normally, we’d be playing a game together, but she didn’t sleep well because the cast is new and strange, so all she seems to want to do is cuddle. I’m good with that. I stroke her hair and check the results from my STD test on the clinic’s online system. I get tested regularly, so I wasn’t even remotely phased by Cal suggesting that we should all get checked out. I got tested on Wednesday after a casting call. I could have checked my results yesterday, but I forgot with all the worry over Lexi.
Blake:Got my results. Negative.
Calvin:Me too.
Blake:Does that mean you’re going to fill me with your cum?
