“You and me both, then. I feel like I been working on a chain gang today.”
“Come on, champ. Let’s get out of here. I’m starving and that snack I just had is making me even hungrier.”
“Yes,” Shane hissed, giving Llew one final kiss.
Chapter Thirty-One
They decided to stop at Shirley’s for the special instead of trying to cook anything when they got back to Shane’s house. Both of them were too exhausted and horny to waste time on dinner preparations.
When they walked in, they saw a few of the crew sitting at a large table by the window eating dinner. One of the field supervisors called out to them. As they approached the table, Shane noticed that their eyes were all locked on their joined hands before finally meeting their eyes.
“Hey, uh. Just wanted to say that was pretty badass what you did today boss man. Didn’t know you had it in ya.” The other guys laughed, nodding their heads in agreement.
“Thanks Joe,” Shane said, boldly. He wasn’t the slightest bit ashamed of what he’d done. He noticed the young guy on the end that had tried to help Moss up out the dirt was looking longingly at their joined hands. Hmm. Interesting.
“Llew. We heard you were a big deal in high school on the football field, man,” Joe smiled broadly, wiping his mouth again with his napkin before continuing. “I’m the assistant coach for the high school team and the rec league team. We could sure use some help on our offense. We ain’t made the playoffs in a few years. Our defense is the truth but our offense just can’t get it together. If you’re not busy sometime, why don’t you come on by and take a look at a practice or two.”
Shane felt Llew squeeze his hand. He hoped it was from happiness and not something else.
“I wouldn’t mind that at all.”
Joe smiled again. “Alright. Sounds good, bro. We practice every day at six on the athletic field behind the city park.”
Bro.
“Alright, I’ll come by. I’ve still got a few tricks on the field.”
Joe perked up. “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. Gotta play dirty in the penal leagues,” Llew said, the hint of a smirk playing on his face.
Joe almost spit out his sweet tea as the other guys busted out in laughter. Shane loved this. He was glad they were getting to know the man that Llew really was.
“We’re gonna get some food, we’re famished,” Shane said in between their laughing.
“Alright. See ya’ll on Monday,” Joe said, going back to his meal.
Llew gave a slight wave, turning back with him.
They both ordered the special and Shane drove them back to his house.
They ate at Shane’s table, both of them stealing quick, lustful glances at each other. It was as if they were both psyching themselves up for what was coming.
Shane was the first to get up and throw his plate away, still chewing on his last bite. “I’m going to go shower.”
Llew’s voice was a pitch past husky. “Okay. I’m going to shower in the guest room.”
Shane nodded his head, backing up into his room. Llew stood and began inching in the other direction to the other bathroom. Evil smiles crept onto their faces that quickly changed into exiting laughter as they each bolted into the bathrooms. Llew didn’t know if they were racing or just acting like wild, horny kids. Probably both. But it was sure fun as hell. With a huge smile on his face, he stripped his clothes off, leaving them in the middle of the floor. The shower wasn’t even fully hot before he was inside, scrubbing crazily at the dirt and grime caked to his hair and skin. He paid extra special attention in certain areas, making sure he was right for his lover. He hoped he’d gotten all the soap off, turning off the taps and wrapping a towel low around his waist.
Leaving wet footprints across the wood flooring, he hurried into Shane’s room, chuckling when he heard the water still running. He felt so silly for thinking that he’d won. Ditching the towel, he pulled back the soft white cotton sheets on the large bed and settled in the center. He could hear when the water stopped in Shane’s bathroom, the thought of the man he loved behind that door, dripping wet and squeaky clean had his cock standing straight up in the air. Only Shane could do that to him.
Damn. What you do to me, baby. Llew stroked his hard dick, his neck arching from the blissful feeling.
“Starting without me, babe?” Shane’s beautiful voice somehow made his cock even harder.
Llew’s hand gripped his rod tighter, trying to tamp down his enthusiasm. Of course it wasn’t working. He could smell that wonderful soap Shane used from all the way across the room. The one that smelled like an erotic blend of vanilla and spiced musk. He watched Shane close the bedroom door and light a couple candles that sat on his dresser. The romantic lighting was perfect. His lover was so thoughtful, wanting to make Llew’s first time sweet and special.