I could do with it too.
“You can come in,” Matty called, his voice slightly muffled by the sound of the water.
“I didn’t know if that would be weird,” I said, walking over to the door of his en-suite, which was cracked open slightly, throwing a sliver of golden light onto the thick bedroom carpet. I leant against the wall and listened, the splash of the water on the tiles oddly soothing.
“Not weird. I’m used to showering with thirty other men.”
I chuckled. “Sounds a bit intimidating if I’m honest. Not sure I could take that many.”
Matty barked out a laugh, the sound warming my chest. “I know porn makes it seem like it’ll become a total fuckfest, but trust me, showering with that lot is the least sexy thing I’ve ever done.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, trust me. Half of them are like my brothers, and half of them are wankers—and I say that with love. And then you’ve got Jonny and Devon, who probably would start fucking given half the chance since they can’t keep their hands off each other, but Jonny is a possessive bastard, so I think he’d kill anyone who tried to watch.”
“Wait,” I said, my confusion obvious as I stuck my head around the door. “Are your teammates together? Liketogethertogether.”
“Yeah. Didn’t I tell you that?”
I racked my brain, trying to think of whether he’d mentioned it, but it was a little difficult to focus with a naked Matty showering right in front of me. Damn, he looked really good wet. “I don’t think so?”
Matty looked at me through the steamed glass as he lathered soap across his chest. “I’ll tell you now then. Jonny and Devon are a couple, have been for at least four or five months. Then Mason and West both have boyfriends. Our head coach also hasa husband, they’ve been together since the nineties, and then there’s me. So yeah, we’re not an LGBTQ+ team but we also are since at least five of us are queer.”
“That’s amazing,” I said, unable to keep the surprise out of my voice. I might not have known a lot about professional sports, but I knew enough to realise teams like the Knights had to be a rarity. “And nobody minds? It’s not an issue.”
“Nah, not really. We had one twat a couple of years ago who had an issue with West and his boyfriend, but he left at the end of last season and since then, nobody’s said anything. And the only other issue we’ve had was when Jonny was still figuring out his feelings and letting his jealousy take over, but we got that sorted.” He was watching me with a heated gaze as his hand slid further down his body. “Are you just going to stand there? Or are you going to join me?”
I smirked. “What if I wanted to watch?”
“I can put on a show,” he said as his fingers wrapped around his soft cock and pumped it leisurely. “But I don’t think you’ll be able to resist.”
I was so tempted to stay here and watch him jerk off, just to prove I could. But that would be spiting myself for no reason, and I was very much here for indulging all my wants and needs.
“Maybe I’ll join you now then. Get an up close and personal view,” I said casually as I began to strip off my clothes, leaving them on the floor next to his before pulling my hair up into a loose bun and putting my glasses by the sink.
The bathroom wasn’t huge, but it had a deep bath at one end and a walk-in shower behind a glass screen on the left-hand wall. There was a counter on the right-hand wall with several drawers and long, open shelving underneath it, with a large mirror above the sink. The room only had a small window, which didn’t seem to let in much light, but it felt cosy rather than confining. Butthat also might have been because of the soft lighting and the warm creams and terracotta tones of the decor.
“I’m gonna assume Jack’s asleep?”
“Yeah, went straight down. Although he did ask me if we could go to the beach soon. I told him I’d ask you.”
“We’ll have to find a day when it gets a bit warmer and maybe go up to Skeg or across to Norfolk,” he said, holding out his hand to me as I stepped into the shower. “And you’re welcome to come with us.”
His offer was clearly genuine and somehow floored me. I’d been on plenty of family days out in my previous jobs, but this felt different. I couldn’t explain why.
Maybe it was because of what Matty and I were doing…
Yeah, it was definitely that.
Whether we wanted it to or not, it changed everything.
Matty pulled me against him and drew me down into a kiss, his wet skin so hot it melted away all my thoughts. His chest hair rubbed against me as Matty wrapped his arm around my waist, his hand leisurely brushing the top of my arse. His tongue dipped into my mouth and I groaned, my hand flying to the side of his neck and my fingers sinking into his hair.
Hot water drummed down on us, splashing off the tiles and running across our skin. There was something undeniably sexy about hooking up in a shower, especially when we didn’t have hours. Jack didn’t usually wake up until the early morning, but there would always be exceptions and the last thing we needed was to get caught by a curious toddler.
I moaned as I pushed against Matty, my cock hardening where it was trapped between us. Need shot through me and I felt the overwhelming urge to grind and rut against him until I came. Matty’s erection was pressed against my thigh and I wanted to feel him spill across my skin.
There was so much I wanted, but time was ticking away. One of us had to choose or we’d be making out for hours.
