Cook's POV
Our time in Greece was fine and all but we decided to take a walk closer towards the Greece-Turkey border looking for just about anyone who speaks English.
" Hey do you know where we can sign up?" I say
The Turkish man whispers to his friends
"Oh the English boys. The registration for horse riding is not here but there are wrestling sessions" The man says
Freddie and I walk over to the sign up table. When we walk into the gymnasium surrounded by Turkish guys with their shirts off .
" can you help me with the oil I can't reach my back" A ridiculously tall muscular man asks
Freddie complies looking puzzled . But after Freddie is done rubbing the oil on his back he looks worriedly at me.
" Uh I have to go to the bathroom" Freddie says immediately
He runs off with his sweater tied around his waist.
Freddie's POV
Fuck no this can't be happening ! No . Fuck I'm hard. But I'm not gay. I'm straight I know it.
I clean off my pants and pretend to spill a drink on my pants and go back. I'll just do what I did when I was 12. lay my dick down flat as the testes retract or tucking as its called. I can leave the bathroom. Cook and I are expected to wrestle some guys. They give us these tight around the waist but loose around the legs pants. We're covered in oil and we are basically supposed to wrestle each other while sticking our hands in each others pants.
Who the fuck came up with this sport. This is literally the weirdest excuse I've ever seen to do gay shit.
Cook notices I'm uncomfortable here.
" We cam leave if you want Freds. I can just ask for the money back. " Cook says
" Fuck no we're staying. Might as well. " I say
So we are both covered in oil and we watch some guys practice wrestle. An older man tries to beat le and he wins every time. Cook and I stay later deciding to practice. I beat Cook at something for the first time in a while. But I think he's letting me win.
" Well I won three games in a row its time to leave" Freddie says
" I'm not leaving without a shower you nasty wanker" Cook says
Cook steals my shampoo once again. When I see him out of the shower. Shit its standing up on its own. And fuck mine is too.
Cook points and laughs.
" Its a good thing its standing up. Shits disgusting when its flacid and worn out " He says
I walk over to him drawn in by his at full teasing.
" Its a good thing yours is up. Makes my job a hell of a lot easier" I say grabbing his head.
Pulling him in for a kiss. Passionately and slowly. Running my fingers into his bellybutton. Circling it. Playfully his hair. The arch if his back. Cook sits down.
" Its going down Freddie man. Help my little rocket get ready for blast off " Cook says smiling.
I start stroking slowly slow and steady. I get progressively faster. I keep going and going.
" Hand me the towel Freddie" Cook says
I hand it over. And he releases into the towel .
" wash it out in the sink over there" I say to him.
We leave the gymnasium. Finally. We have no words only glances
A/N : So thw first actual chapter is being released tomorrow.
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