“Did we just sign away our rights to everything?” Jace asks in a teasing tone to Ash.
“Pretty much. Just means if you die in the sauna it’snot their fault.” He finally starts to check some boxes and sign his name. “So don’t die,” he deadpans.
“Wasn’t planning on it,” Blake jokes before pulling Liam in for a quick kiss. “I have a wedding in two months that I plan to see through until the end.”
“Alright, thank you, everyone. I have Kieran and Jace in room 1, Blake and Liam in room 2, Chad and John in room 4, and Ash, you’ll be in room 8 for your facial. The locker room is down this hall on your left, and there are fresh robes and slippers hanging up in the open closet as well as a water cooler in the room. Don’t forget to hydrate. Once you’re ready, you can head to the waiting room for your couple’s massages. Your masseuse will get you when they’re ready. Enjoy!”
I throw my arm around Blake’s shoulder and quickly pull him down the hall with me, ignoring John’s questions about “why the fuck” I booked us a couple’s massage.
“I’m so excited! I’ve been waiting for this,” I say to Blake, purposefully trying to avoid John right now because I’m pretty sure I can feel his “I’m going to kill you” look aimed my way even if I can’t see it.
“Me too,” Blake says, wrapping his arm around my back. “Thanks for planning all of it.”
“Anything for you, man. You’re my best friend in the world.” I grin at him, giving his shoulder a little squeeze. Blake is so much more than that though, he’s like a brother to me, and I’m so happy he’s found his person. I wanted every detail of this weekend to be perfect, and so far, it’s exceeded my hopes.
Our friends are all behind us as we lead the way, and I keep my attention on Blake. We push the door open to the locker room and immediately walk over to the robes hanging up in an open closet with wood interior walls. We both grab an extra large, and I follow him to an open locker, picking one that’s right next to his.
We start to strip down, and for a moment, I’m reminded of all the years we spent in locker rooms when we played football together. We also lived together in college, so him changing in front of me is nothing new.
Liam comes in on the other side of him. “How you feeling, baby?”
“Good, I’m so excited for our first couple’s massage!” Blake beams, and I smile at them. Their love for each other is so sweet.
I hope I find that someday.
“Me too,” Liam confirms, raking his eyes over Blake’s chest before he turns to open an unused locker and starts to get ready.
“Wait, do I take my underwear off?” I ask Blake.
Blake gives me a confused look like he’s thinking about it, and from behind me, John answers my question with a growled “On.”
I spin to face him. “But then I won’t be able to see your dick.” I pout, all worries of him being upset at me for booking us a couple’s massage forgotten. “Shouldn’t we be naked for the massage?”
“No. Chad, there is no reason for you to see my dick,” John argues for some reason.
I playfully roll my eyes as I put on my robe over myboxer briefs. He might think that, but I’m determined. Iwillsee his dick before this weekend is over. I’m not sure when, but I’m far too curious about those piercings to drop it, so I’m sure I’ll figure out a way. John having his dick pierced and not allowing me to see it feels like a cruel, cruel punishment for a crime I didn’t even commit.
“See you guys after,” Kieran calls out, walking out of the locker room hand-in-hand with Jace. God, they’re so cute and stable and in love. Another example of couple’s goals for sure.
“Ready to go?” I ask John as the rest of our friends head to the waiting area. He glares at me for a moment, his nostrils flaring while he takes a big breath in. It also looks like he’s clenching his jaw. So maybe he’s not over the whole couple’s massage thing yet, but he looks kind of adorable with his pissed-off expression and tattoos in complete contrast to our Zen surroundings and his big white fluffy robe.
“Ya know, if you would have responded to my texts then I would have known exactly what massage to book you for. If you’re worried about privacy, it’s all very respectful. Plus, we were cuddling all night in just our underwear,” I remind him. “Compared to that, this will be really casual, and I promise not to talk about your dick while we’re in there.”
“We weren’t cuddling all night,” he grumbles. “And you shouldn’t ever talk about my dick.” Then he storms out toward the waiting area.
I follow as he heads to the fancy water station that appears to have cucumber and lemon floating in it. To mycomplete surprise and delight, John hands me the first cup he fills. I try to act casual as I accept the drink, but I know my smile is probably obnoxious as I thank him.
“How are you so fucking peppy?” he grumbles. “Aren’t you hungover?”
I shrug. “Not really.” Before I can say more, someone comes from the hall leading to the rooms and calls out our names.
There’s a second masseuse waiting with them and they introduce themselves as we walk back to the room, asking us questions about how much pressure we like and confirming that neither of us have any injuries or areas to avoid.
“Alright, we’ll give you a moment to remove your robes and get settled on the tables under the sheet.”
John nods and walks ahead of me, but then he just stands there, staring at the table. “Don’t make this weird,” he grumbles as he removes his robe, and I try really hard, but holy fucking shit. This man’s body is incredible. I can’t look away. Every inch of John’s skin is covered in ink, and I can see the ridges of his muscles. I should’ve been watching him get undressed in the locker room instead of talking to Blake. Amateur move on my part.
“Chad, you’re staring,” he calls me out, and I snap out of it because I’m sure the masseuse will be knocking on that door and coming in any second. I pick my jaw up and watch as John’s tight, black boxer briefs hug his thick ass as he moves to lay face down on the table.
