Chapter 13

“You gonna wash me then I’ll wash you?” Neil asked. “Sorry there isn’t much room in here. Danny’s been on at me to put in a separate shower cubicle, but I don’t know as though that’d give us any more room.”

The word us repeated in Gary’s head. They were an us! He swallowed and accepted the bottle of shower gel Neil handed him.

“Unless you took out the bath and built a big cubicle.”

“Don’t want to do that ’cause I like to soak after a match.”

The mental image of this hunk lying in a bath, his muscles framed by bubbles had Gary’s mouth watering. He was about to ask if he could come over after matches and wash Neil’s back or something when he remembered they were now an us, so he didn’t need to ask.

Neil moaned when Gary started to rub the gel on his shoulders. Gary wondered if Neil would agree to a massage later. He was no masseur, but would get behind anything that would give his man pleasure