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“Lukewarm air,” Axel sighed.
The room felt toasty when we first entered, but that was in relation to the craziness outside. Right now my body was getting colder by the moment. Everything we were wearing was soaked through. The snow in my hair was melting.
“We need to get out of these clothes.”
As usual he’d read my mind, and we began peeling off layers, one by one. Axel wore his sweatshirt over his hockey jersey, until we were both down to underclothes. Thanks to the ferocity of the storm, they were drenched too.
“Towels?” I asked hopefully.
He dipped into the tiny bathroom and emerged with two of the saddest, most threadbare excuses for towels I’d ever seen. He tossed me one, while doing a forensic examination of the other. He shook his head.
“One more thing left to try.”
I gulped as Axel peeled off his undershirt, and his bare body came into view. His chest was smooth and hairless and slick from melted snow, all the way down to his flat, rippled stomach. His square jaw and ridiculous good looks went perfectly with a body that seemed chiseled from a block of marble.
Axel stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I could still partially see him though. The bathroom was that small. I’d seen him bare-chested over a dozen summers while growing up, of course. In swimming pools. At the beach. But this was different. This was alone. Alone at a motel in the middle of nowhere, with none of the others around to—
“Ahhh, JACKPOT!”
An arm came out, and Axel threw a pair of soaking wet boxers into the room. They plopped to the floor and I heard the water change as he stepped into the shower.
“The water’s scalding hot!” he cried lustily, his voice echoing from within the tiny enclosure. “We might be able to get warm after all!”
Heavy splashes mixed with the sound of the storm outside, as Axel showered off layers of cold. I should’ve been more excited about the hot water. My core temperature had dropped to the point where I’d peeled everything off and was standing in my underwear, shivering, with my arms crossed over my chest.
But all I could think about—
“I’d call you in here to join me,” he called out lustily. “But there’s not nearly enough room!”
Steam was rolling out now, made even heavier and thicker as it mixed with the colder air of our motel room. I could hear Axel singing, now. Humming something I should probably know, only I was too busy staring at his discarded boxers to figure it out.
“Better get in,” he said. “Who knows how long the hot water will last.”
He stepped out, and I pretended not to watch. Only I did watch, because not watching was almost impossible.
Axel faced away from me as he stepped out of the steaming spray, giving me a full view of his naked ass as he ‘toweled’ off. It would’ve been comical; like drying the rippled statue of some handsome Greek god with a washcloth. Only his ass was too perfect, too round. Too magnificent to focus on anything else.
“Grab me those?”
He pointed back to his boxers. By the time I’d plucked them from the floor he had the towel wrapped around his waist. It was so small on him, it looked like the tiniest miniskirt. He had to hold it from the back with one beautifully-flexed arm, to keep it from falling off.
“Thanks.” He jerked his head toward the still-running shower. “Better hurry while it lasts.”
I slipped past him, and in the tiny bathroom our bodies skidded against one another’s. Axel’s big, sculpted thighs felt impossibly warm against my cold, wet skin.
“Oh my God…” I sighed excitedly. “You’ve gotta be kidding!’
“Yeah,” he chuckled. “Go ahead.”
The room was warm already, the shower steam feeling incredible as it kissed my body. I hesitated for a moment, before stepping out of my clothes.
Will he watch me? I wondered, with a strange thrill. The way I watched him?
There was a tiny click and I turned around. Like a true gentleman Axel had closed the door behind him.
I felt relief for the privacy. Anticipation for the heat of the shower. And… well…
Disappointment?
