Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 140629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Two women who’d passed along the corridor at the bottom of the stairs gave them brief looks of disgust before hurrying off. Just great.
“It’s not like that,” Caspian said, grabbing Gunner’s arm and pulling him back.
“What’s it like then, huh? No, I haven’t been tested, but I’m fine, okay?” He didn’t know whether he wanted to shower with Caspian anymore. His feelings were as erratic as the exhaust on his old truck.
“Don’t be like that! We can just go together. Do it as a team,” Caspian tried, but it
was obvious that he feared he’d accidentally soiled his pristine body with trailer trash cum. Joke was on him, because he was the one in said body now.
Gunner slipped out of Caspian’s grasp and jogged until he finally reached the locker room. “We’re all gonna die someday anyway.”
The door slammed shut behind him, and before he knew what got him, strong hands grabbed his shoulders, spun him around, and pushed him against the wall so he had no choice but to meet Caspian’s dark, inquisitive gaze.
How was it that Caspian seemed so hot to him now when Gunner had so often felt like an awkward lump of flesh when interacting with people in that same skin?
“Do not walk away from me. Is that clear?”
Gunner’s heart throbbed, and he had to take a deep breath to calm down. He wasn’t afraid of Caspian anymore. Not so soon after they’d fucked like bunnies on speed. But whenever Caspian got this dominant, his behavior pushed all of Gunner’s buttons at once and left him confused as to whether he should run or pull down his pants.
“Fine,” he mumbled.
The wide shoulders relaxed, and Caspian leaned closer, watching Gunner as if he were examining a particularly interesting beetle specimen. “If we’re to be exclusive, it makes sense to discuss such things. I’ve been regularly tested. Just in case. I expect you to do the same if you want to ditch the rubbers.” He cleared his throat and blinked, because he must have realized Gunner had said nothing of the sort.
Oh, this is fun.
Gunner smirked. “Aren’t you gonna invite me to dinner first?”
Caspian stretched and looked around, as if he were suddenly afraid they might not be alone in the locker room. But no. There was no one else present.
“Okay. But… do you? Want to not use condoms, I mean,” he said and stuffed his massive hands into his pockets, back to his sexy confident self.
Gunner ruffled his hair to obscure his face. “Y-yeah. It’s hot. Like you’re marking me. Breeding my tight ass like that…”
The way Caspian’s Adam’s apple pushed at the skin of his throat, going up and down, had Gunner’s toes curling.
“I like that too. It’s so damn erotic. I already know I’m gonna jerk off thinking about it later,” he said and cupped Gunner’s face with one hand, rubbing his coarse thumb across his mouth.
Gunner bit his lip, fighting a silly smile. That hand was so big. It turned him on just how small he was in comparison. “So you get tested frequently?” he mumbled. “Is it expensive?”
Caspian cleared his throat, averting his gaze. “I—maybe not a lot, but I’ve done it several times. And some places even test you for free, since it’s a public health issue.”
Gunner grabbed a clean towel from the shelf by the wall and led the way to the showers. “So how many guys have you slept with?” he asked, while secretly sizzling at the thought that the body he now inhabited had been touched by strangers, though he wasn’t sure whether this aroused or horrified him.
Caspian shuffled behind him in silence, as if he wanted to leave Gunner in suspense and never satisfy his curiosity.
“Not that many. I don’t know... ten?” Caspian said in a voice so quiet it barely sounded like the rich baritone that had sent shivers down Gunner’s spine minutes ago.
Gunner processed that with a frown as he pulled off his hoodie. “Okay, so… you’re not as slutty as your Grindr suggests?”
Caspian pushed the fresh towel against his face and screamed. The fabric muffled the sound, but it was loud enough for Gunner to take a step back.
“Oh no. You saw it. Please, tell me you haven’t actually read any of it!” Caspian uttered, still keeping his face hidden in rough fabric that had long ago turned grayish.
“Sorry, it was too juicy to pass on, but there was so much it’d be hard to read all of it. Bet those ten guys had the ride of their lives.” Gunner rushed to take all of his clothes off and surprise Caspian with his nakedness by the time he looked up again.
“You got it all wrong. Sorry. I got to be honest with you, I—” Caspian stalled when he lowered the towel just in time to see Gunner’s jeans sliding down his ass. Was he thinking about there being his cum deep inside it? Because Gunner totally was. “What I mean is... I had the wrong body for the things I wanted to pursue.”