8
AIDEN
I got to the gym before any other members on Thursday morning and headed to the locker room to drop off my bag.
Someone used the shower—Aaron, I knew, since he came in before opening to get his lifting done for the day.
I slipped my duffle off my shoulder, and a low groan echoed from the walled-off area of the locker room that held the shower stalls.
Shit.
Ezra had been in early with him the day before, and I wondered…
Another low groan.
“Oh, Ezzie…”
Aaron, and definitely his man worked him over in some way.
My conscience told me to quietly disappear, giving them their privacy, but I couldn’t make my feet move.
I imagined Ezra on his knees, their gazes locked while he sucked Aaron’s d**k. Tongued his balls. Played with his a*s.
Blood began to drain to my groin, swelling
