11. Lucas
Lucas
“You drenched me.”
“I did what now, bro?”
“You just came all over me,” I mumbled.
Wait a minute. Bro?
I opened my eyes to see a beautiful blond man sitting on my bed, but it wasn’t Cam.
“Sweet dream?”
“What are you doing here, Ty?” I pushed myself up, careful to keep my junk covered. “And how’d you get into my room?”
“It’s a gay resort. Have you seen me lately?” Ty flashed a charming smile and pulled his tank inward from the sides, exposing both nipples. His chest puffed out a little.
“Okay, so that answers my second question, but not the first. Aren’t you a little early? Your wedding isn’t for another two weeks.”
“Come on, bro. You think I’m gonna leave you here all by yourself after what just happened?” He gestured to my arm. “At least when I got hurt, I wasn’t already at the fucking Olympics. You’re never gonna say it, but you’re glad I’m here. Just take my help.”
I lunged forward as the tears fell.
“Whoa! Easy, bro, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
“You didn’t,” I managed to say. “I’m just glad you’re here.”
“Okay, so you can say it.” Ty chuckled, rubbing his hand across my back.
I calmed down enough to pull back. I wiped my face as best I could and gave him a smile.
“It’s a nice dick, Luke, but could you put it away? I’m almost a married man. What would Declan say if he walked in here right now?”
I glanced down and sure enough, the blanket had shifted. I swore and covered up. “Is Declan here?”
“Nah, he’s back in LA, waiting for our custom tuxedos to be finished. I didn’t want him up here yet though because I wanted all of my focus to be on you.”
“Shane’s here, you know.”
“It’s not the same and you know it.”
I smiled and admitted he was right.
“Cam’s been here too, evidently, because I can smell that your dream actually happened. You need a shower.”
“Cam’s an amazing fuck.”
“I’ll take your word for it, and I’ll keep my mouth shut about how earth-shatteringly amazing Declan is in the sack, so you can still feel good about your sex life.”
“It isn’t a competition, Ty.”
“Have you met us? Of course it’s a competition.”
“Well, how about we all whip our dicks out at your wedding and see who’s the biggest?”
“I don’t think my mom would like that very much, Luke.” Ty shook his head. “And we know who has the biggest one already.”
“Zeph,” we said in unison, laughing.
“If it wasn’t for that Gatorade bottle next to it, it would’ve been hard to tell,” I said.
“Next to it? You mean, standing in the shadow of it!”
“Okay, okay. Are you going to get off my bed so I can shower?”
“There ya go, bro.” Ty stood up and made his way over to the window, so I headed to the bathroom. “Need any help in there?”
“I’ll let you know if I do,” I called out, starting the water. “Where are you staying, anyway?”
“With you for now. If that’s okay.”
“Oh, I’m sure Cam will be thrilled. He hasn’t said it, but I know he’s worried about me. I get-”
“I’m by the door now,” Ty interrupted.
I continued at a normal volume as I started to soap up. “I get that we pretty much just switched roles, and I was worried about him. Now, he’s the one competing and I’m not. Plus, I’m injured.”
“Should you be getting the sling wet like that?”
Ty had poked his head around the door, then made a beeline to sit on the toilet. I didn’t mind being naked in front of him, considering he’d already seen it all and our relationships were both solid.
“It’s a new fabric apparently. Doesn’t matter if it gets wet.”
“Well, fuck, that must be nice. When I was hurt, doing anything that required two hands was such a bitch.”
“I guess it’s lucky for you and Declan that you were all healed when you met.”
“Funny, but accurate. Speaking of healing, I watched the announcement. When do you get more results?”
“Hoping for today actually. Want to come to the hospital if I do?”
“You’re stuck with me for a while, Luke. Of course I’ll go to the hospital with you.”
“Like, stuck with you for two weeks?”
“Possibly?”
I shut the water off and slid the glass door back. “Can you hand me that towel please?”
“Sure thing, boss.”
I couldn’t help the eye roll, but thanked him anyway.
“We hanging around here today? Doing something with Colton and Zeph?”
“Uh…I haven’t decided. I’m sure Shane’s already texted. I’d imagine dinner with Cam if he doesn’t have anything to do with the team.”
I headed back into the other room. Ty stood up to follow. “You need help getting dressed.”
“I can do it myself, but it’s easier if someone helps, if you don’t mind.”
“That's why I asked. I remember what it was like.”
“You’re making me feel bad for not jetting across the country to help you back then.”
“You had your own issues at the time,” Ty replied. “And Pierce made a great babysitter. Plus, with him there, I got roped into the Nines trip and met Declan. So, I guess I should thank you for not coming!”
We had a laugh at that as he helped me into my briefs and some mid-thigh length shorts. Before I could get a shirt on, there was a knock on the door between our room and Colton’s.
“Come in!” I yelled.
“You two done knockin’ boo-. Whoa, you’re not Cam.”
“Hold up. Y’all weren’t banging last night, were you?” Zeph asked.
“Of course not,” I answered, as Zeph pushed into the room behind Colton.
“Sweet Jesus. Coach Ty, you nearly gave me a heart attack. I thought we were gonna have to whoop your ass.”
“Oh really?” Ty asked.
“Yeah. For Cam’s honor.”
“Cam’s honor is still intact, and I’m not your coach anymore, Colton.”
“Well, I can’t help it if I still see you like that.”
“Why wouldn’t you whoop my ass?” I asked.
“You woulda been next, Luke.” Zeph pointed at me, his other hand still resting on Colton’s shoulder. “Trust me.”
“When did you get here, Ty?” Colton asked.
“This morning. Any plans today?”
Zeph and Colton gave each other a look.
“Not trying to lure another porn star back for some double penetration,” I said. “You guys need to pace yourselves.”
“Do I need to ask?”
“I’m sure they’ll explain the whole ordeal shortly, Ty. Let’s go grab something to eat. I’m starving.”
“You gonna finish gettin’ dressed?” Colton asked.
“That depends on where we’re eating, doesn’t it?”
“Actually, no, bro. It’s a health code violation unless we’re outside. Plus, it’s like sixty out. Wouldn’t you freeze in those conditions?”
“How do you know it’s a health code violation?” Colton had a lot of questions.
“Experience.” Ty smirked, before heading out the door.
I only had my shirt halfway on by the time I got into the hall. Zeph helped me get it on the rest of the way since Ty was apparently now the group leader.
“You gonna text Shane? He’s probably worried. Maybe on the way here, too,” Colton suggested.
“Right, thanks. A little distracted this morning.”
“Too much hole last night.”
“Shut up, Colton.”
“You can’t ever complain about us having sex again! We thought it was an earthquake for a second. We ended up going for a walk."
I ignored Zeph’s taunt and texted Shane and Cam, letting them know Ty had shown up.
Shane: Oh, that’s great! You mind if I meet up with you at the hospital then?
Shane: Whenever they call.
Luke: Sounds good.
"Well, I won't keep you in suspense," the doctor said.
"I don't believe surgery is required. The damage isn't extensive enough.
I can't say with one hundred percent confidence how much function you will regain, but based on previous cases like this, it's more than likely to be a full recovery.
However, everyone is different, so despite my optimism, there is a chance your mobility will be limited. "
"So we won't know until we know?" Cam asked.
Woodward left the rest of the team at practice after I called him. Cam didn't answer, so I called Noah. Shane and Ty were here too. It was crowded.
"More or less. It will also depend on what happens at rehab."
"How long before the sling can come off, and how long until it's healed? When can I start rehab?"
"Well, Lucas, that depends on your body. Once the pain is gone and you no longer require medication, it would be fine to stop using the sling, though it might make it easier to remember not to try to overuse it. It’s going to take months to fully heal.
I can set you up with a physical therapist, but I’m guessing you won’t need help with that,” he said, gesturing to Woodward.
“You’re correct, doctor. As an Olympian, he’ll have access to the best care possible. His boyfriend is also a physiotherapist,” Woodward replied.
“Assistant physiotherapist,” Cam corrected him.
Woodward shrugged. “You’re still gonna take good care of him, and you’re familiar with what recovery is like.”
“Plus, he’s got a sling bro!” Ty spoke up.
“A sling bro?” I asked.
“Yeah, I know what it’s like to be in a sling.” I repressed the urge to call out the innuendo. “I’m here to help you deal with it, to give you a hand if you need it.”
I ignored Cam’s snicker, and asked the doctor, “So what’s the next step?”
“I’ll send your files to the team doctors. Like I said, at this point, you’re in recovery mode. I’d advise caution and patience. There is a chance you can make it worse if you push too fast. I wouldn’t lift anything over five pounds with that arm until you’ve started physical therapy.”
I thanked the doctor, then headed outside with Cam and Ty while Shane and Woodward hung back to talk to the doctor.
“So, you’re gonna give him a hand, huh, Ty?” Cam teased.
“What?” Ty asked.
“He really doesn’t get it. Must be because he’s almost married. He’s lost all perversion,” I said.
“A hand. You’re gonna give Luke a hand,” Cam repeated, motioning with his hand exactly what Luke and I had immediately thought of when he said it.
“Jeez, bro, not that kind of hand. With you around, I doubt he needs help with that. Here I was being genuine and you guys turned it into a porno.”
“To be fair, I’ve literally had a porn star hit on me this week.”
Cam and I explained to Ty what he meant.
“Well, don’t tell Declan. He’ll get super jealous.”
“Isn’t he supposed to trust you? You are getting married,” I said.
“Well, yeah, but five porn stars naked in the pool. I mean, come on…”