“I told you that you can always count on my honesty.Now, I’m going to take this like a champ,” I say, gesturing to his dick.
Chapter 37
Kyle
I roll onto my side of the bed in a state of ecstasy and let out a satisfied moan.
“That good?”he says with a wry smile.
“Always,” is all I can manage to say.
“Good.Round two in the shower?”he says with that cheeky grin and leads me into the shower where we plan on getting dirtier.
My alarm goes off at 4 am.With a grunt, lots of swearing, and with no help at all from AJ, I turn it off.
“W-whatsthatnoiseugh?”he mumbles.I look at him with his head in his pillow and bare arse sticking out of the duvet.
“My alarm,” I say matter-of-factly.
“Wwhyisyouralarmmakingsounds?”he asks, still with his head face first in the pillow, a little bit of drool pooling from his mouth.He looks adorable despite everything.I stroke his fringe out of his eyes and kiss him on the forehead.
“I’m going for a run.”
“Me too.”He makes a motion to get up and stumbles out of the bed.I try to catch him, but he is much taller and stronger and falls into a naked heap onto the floor.
“Ow,” he manages to say and looks up at me accusingly.I can’t help it, I laugh and then look down at his crotch to see he’s at full mast again.“How?How are you always horny?”I ask in feigned bemusement.
He shrugs and says, “No idea.You don’t complain, though.”
“I notice you’re speaking fine now,” I reply, tipping him a wink.
“And I notice you’re hard too.Again.”
“How can I not be with you around?Now, are you coming for a run or not?”
He grunts and holds his hand out to be helped up.Part of me wants to see him struggle, but I also want to go for a run with him, so I help AJ to his feet.
We get dressed and head out for an early morning run.AJ is slow at first, but once we get halfway around the park, he manages to pick up the pace, and he actually seems to be enjoying it.The—very—early morning sun is peeking its head out as the moon takes its regular hiding spot for the day, and I can tell it’s going to be a hot day.
There’s no official training today; our manager gave it to us off due to winning the league yesterday.AJ’s “gaffer,” as he calls him, has given him time off too, but we are both back in training with our clubs tomorrow.In seven days, we will play in the European Cup final together.After that match, we will be holding a joint press conference and “come out” to the world.
I notice I’ve become more and more like my dad.I’m seeing things in segments of time and ticking things off like he does.Thinking about him makes my heart hurt.Despite him not loving me anymore for who I am, I still love him.
Mum has texted me a few times, telling me she is working on him each day and has been slipping in LGBTQIA+ shows on the TV.She hasn’t told me how he’s responded to those.I don’t hold out hope.
We run past the park’s extravagant water fountain for the second time, signaling the last lap of our run.
“Last lap, let’s make it count,” I say, my words only slightly being forced through with a strained breath.
I turn to see AJ, his face red and sweat pouring off him, but he’s still smiling.He gives me the thumbs up, and we run the last lap.I run a little slower to keep pace with him under the guise of motivation, but in reality, I want to be as close to him as possible.
A few onlookers take photos of us and others cheer us on.It’s heartwarming in a way, and I hope they will continue that energy in a few days’ time.
Back home, we jump in the shower again, but there’s no time for extra activities in there.The run has taken it out of both of us, and besides, Trish has made us breakfast.She returned from her trip with Mel, and brought some baked goods and whipped up some shakes.I don’t know what I would do without her, and we both know that.
The smell of fresh baked bread, raspberry jam, and fresh coffee waft their way from the kitchen all around the home.I run down the last few steps, clad in gray joggers and a black top, and dive into the food.“Thanks Trish,” I say between mouthfuls.
AJ isn’t far behind me, but he is more polite as he takes a plate out of the cupboard, and places his selection on it, and then spreads the jam on.
