“Oh, I’ve always been.I used to play this game with our goalie.If he saved a shot, I had to kiss him.If I scored, he kissed me.”
I roll my head back, laughing, “I played the same game with him.”
“That little player.I wonder what he’s doing now?”
“I’m glad you reached out; it was nice catching up with you.And you come with a great extra perk too,” I say, gesturing to his still semi hard dick.
“Likewise,” he says, mirroring my gesture.
I plant another kiss on his head.“What do you wanna do for the rest of the evening?”I ask, taking in his whole body.His toned, golden tanned skin, and abs on top of abs.“You know, besides taking it in turns to ride each other,” I say with a wry smile.
“Well, we could order takeout and watch a movie.It is cheat day, after all, and I’m not in training tomorrow.Gaffer called it off and said to come in on Monday instead.”
“That’s a handy coincidence, mine said the same.”I let out a low rumble and roll on top of him, straddling him while kissing him.“Oh, hello, looks like someone is ready for round two,” I say, feeling his length stiffen.
Four condoms and half a bottle of lube later, we’re sitting on the end of the bed, eating takeout and watching the highlights of our games.Just like we used to—minus the sex.I must admit, the sex is a much-welcomed addition.We complement each other on our runs and also highlight where we could have some improvements.AJ kindly points out that if I had ducked the elbow, I wouldn’t have almost broken my nose.I give him a dig in his ribs, and we both laugh.
“I can’t believe we’re going to be playing each other in the final,” he says, his head propped up on two pillows while stuffing his face with the last slice of Hawaiian pizza.
“You know I’m not going to go easy on you, right?”
“Good.”He smirks, and then he kisses me.
We fall asleep in each other's arms at some time past midnight.
The next morning, he’s spooning me.I gently pull away and make my way to the shower, trying to be as quiet as possible.
“You’re not sneaking out on me, are you, Thurston?”he says, in a sleep laden voice.
“Not a chance.I’m heading into the shower.”
“Want some company?”he asks, now sounding more awake.
“I can’t say no to that offer,” I say with a huge grin on my face.
Who knew the more showers you have, the filthier you could become?We’re finally ready to start the day.Not that I want to, I could easily do what we’ve been doing for a couple more hours…or years.
“Think you should leave first, in case there’s paparazzi out there?”I ask him.
“Paparazzi?We’re not even in the starting eleven yet, they won’t have anyone following us.”
“But just in case?I don’t want the media to get hold of this before we can figure out what is even going on between us.”
He nods his head, “You’re right.You head out first.Meet me at…oh…I dunno…at the park in, say, twenty minutes?”
“Do you mean the Elizabethan Gardens?”I ask.
“Yeah, yeah, I drove past it on the way here, big gates and lots of flowers.”
“And lots of people.”I interject.
“We’ll wear hats, if you’re concerned.”He smirks at me before giving me another earth-shattering kiss.
To my pleasant surprise, the Elizabethan Gardens are pretty empty at eight in the morning.I still don my disguise of a black hat and dark red scarf, though, just in case.Moments later, I spot AJ walking up the path in a very similar get up.For a March morning, the cold is biting.
“Hey,” he says.
“Hey,” I say back, wanting to close the gap between us with a kiss.Instead, we walk with an agonizing gap separating me from the one person I want to be close to.Last night we were entangled in each other, practically becoming one being.The gap between us now, small to most, feels like a chasm.
