Page 25 of Tough Guy and the Show Off

“Yeah,” he grunts again. “Yeah, it’s a good plan. We want to have our heads in the game, all of our focus on the ice. No… you know… distractions.”

“Right.” I’m not exactly sure what I’m agreeing with. Does he see our plan to “relax” tonight as a distraction or as a way to eliminate distractions?

“Right,” he echoes. “We should, uh, maybe use the sauna after we eat. You know, loosen up our muscles and sweat out all our toxins.”

Having a sauna put in is easily one of the best things I’ve spent my money on, but Beau’s never specifically asked to use it. I’m not about to argue with his logic though. It does sound nice. Just the two of us, sweating, naked—obviously, since it wouldn’t make sense to get our clothes all damp and sticky—relaxing tonight before the big game tomorrow.

Sounds like a pretty good plan to me.

“I’m in.”

THIRTEEN

BEAU

After dinner, the tension in my stomach tightens as we undress in Trav’s bedroom. I’ve been naked with him tons of times, but this time feels different knowing what we have planned.

Planned.

The first time was an accident and the second one was spontaneous, but this is different. We both know what’s about to happen. The sauna felt like a good segue from friends and teammates to guys who jerk it together, and I’d be fucking lying to myself if I said I wasn’t excited for it.

I’m not sure if I’ve unlocked a voyeurism or exhibitionist kink, but my dick has been half-hard all day, so whatever it is, I’m into it.

Trav hands me a towel and I wrap it around my waist, following him out of the bedroom and down the hall into the spare bedroom where he had the sauna installed. He drapes his towel over his shoulder, walking bare assed in front of me, and my eyes linger on his backside, all firm muscles and strength. My dick twitches again. Weird.

I follow Trav into the sauna after he sets the temp. It heats quickly and I settle on the bench. It’s not a big space—just large enough for the two of us—so we’re seated right next to each other, close enough that our knees are almost touching.

Trav hasn’t bothered to cover himself up, but I still have my towel around my waist, even though it’s slowly tenting.

Travis leans his head back, eyes closed. “Good suggestion. Keep our muscles loose for the game tomorrow.”

“Yeah,” I grunt, unable to pull my eyes away from his carved body. Beads of sweat are already forming on his chest, his nipples pebbling and the moisture of the room making his colorful tattoos pop even more.

I’ve always admired Trav’s body. He works hard on his physique, and in my opinion, he’s the epitome of strength without being over the top. The tattoos make him look badass too.

Slowly, I peel the towel away, unable to hide what this situation is doing to me. Trav cracks his eyes open and grins at me. I smile back, allowing my gaze to roam up and down his body.

He twists his neck back and forth before sliding his hand down his chest to loosely grip his cock. “Do you remember how old you were when you first jerked it?”

Snorting a laugh, I shake my head. “No. Do you?”

“Vividly, unfortunately. I was fourteen and for, like, a week before that day, my dick just kept getting randomly hard. I touched myself a few times in the shower but never followed through. Then one day when my mom went to the grocery store, I decided to try it out.”

I laugh softly. “Go on.”

“I found some porn on my phone and was going at it with lotion all clumsy and shit, but it felt good. So damn good.”

My mind conjures an image of fully grown Trav fucking his lotion covered hand, and my cock leaks a dribble of precum. Interesting.

“I didn’t hear my mom come back or my bedroom door open,” Trav continues. “I only heard the shriek and my door slamming after that.”

“Oh shit. She walked in on you?”

“She did. She realized she didn’t remember what brand of protein shake I wanted so she came back to ask me.”

“Oh no.” I’m laughing hard now. “That’s horrific.”

“To say the least. She couldn’t make eye contact with me for a week. Then my dad came up and had ‘the talk’ with me even though I wasn’t even considering hooking up with girls at that point. I was too focused on hockey and working out.”