90-DAYS WET
"Shower up. We have to get back before Parish wakes up."
The locker room was empty, the air thick with the smell of chlorine and old sweat. I walked into one of the shower stalls, the hot water a relief against my aching muscles.
I closed my eyes, letting the steam envelop me, trying to wash away the feeling of his eyes on me.
The curtain pulled back.
Kade stepped into the small stall, his massive frame filling the space, his skin already wet, his gym clothes discarded on the floor outside.
He looked like a god of war, all hard angles and rippling muscle, his cock already thick and heavy between his legs, veiny and dripping with pre-cum.
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