Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 9

Tabansi's ears only.
    "Maddock, Taggart and I meet after work for a little cool down and cool off session at the gym. Nothing major, just some light exercise to work out the aggression from work. You should join us," Jordy invited him. It was perfect for Tabansi because he'd be able to determine just what he wanted to happen between him and the three other men.
    Did he want to set himself up for disappointment again? Did he want to expose himself to three men with the very large possibility that they would never be together? Was that something that he could handle going through again?
    As Tabansi stared into Jordy's eyes, he nodded his head vigorously. He could handle it. He'd make himself handle it.
    "I'd love to meet you guys to work out after work," Tabansi offered, anticipating seeing the three men shirtless and sweaty. Groaning softly at his thickening cock, Tabansi watched as Jordy's eyes darkened as if he knew what Tabansi had been thinking.
    With a smirk, Jordy sat back and said softly, "I look forward to seeing you there."
    "Me, too," Tabansi replied.
    Hours later Tabansi turned and started to leave the gym a third time, just knowing that he'd screw everything up the first time he opened his mouth to speak. Really, having idiotic conversations should be against the law so that someone would lock him up. He didn't relish the thought of being in jail, however. The thought of never being able to garden, cook or even see one of his patients again was a reality too grim to even bear thinking about. In that moment though, he would've given anything to be anywhere else other than where he was. This made absolutely no sense, since he was the one who'd agreed to meet Jordy and his partners at the gym.
    Taking a deep breath, Tabansi squared his shoulders and stepped into the gym, surprised at the lack of people within. Usually the area was filled with men working out and sweating all over the place. This time there seemed to only be a handful of men there and most of them seemed to be heading towards the showers, ready to change and go home. Tabansi smiled at Rocher, who sat behind the desk ready to check him in.
    "Hey Doc, you back for more?" The younger man asked him. Tabansi grinned a little and shrugged his shoulders.
    "You know me, glutton for punishment," he responded, his eyes turning of their own volition to the free weight area where Jordy, Taggart and Maddock all stood talking to each other, though their eyes were focused directly on him. Tabansi shivered. He felt like a piece of meat. Like he was completely naked and on display and the three older men were preparing to eat him. They looked hungry, starved actually, and it filled Tabansi with a confidence that he'd never felt before. He wanted to strut around the gym, show off his body and tease the other men.
    An image of himself, with the cocks of Taggart and Maddock in his ass and Jordy's cock in his mouth, filled his mind and the doctor gasped. He'd never considered such a thing, though he'd heard a lot of talk about it. Not too many Kartusians talked about sexual matters in front of "the unmarried ones." Being a part of a marriage group was the ultimate joy - the end goal for all Kartusians - and though he denied it to others, and sometimes to himself, Tabansi wanted the same thing. He'd lost his chance with Christopher and Trevor, but maybe, just maybe, he could have another opportunity with Jordy and his partners.
    Realizing that his thoughts and decisions were all over the place, not sure how he felt about the older men or himself, Tabansi thanked Rocher and headed to the locker room to change. He was here now; he might as well get in a good workout. Stepping into the locker room, Tabansi was startled by how empty it was. He'd been to the gym at different times on different days and he'd never seen the place as deserted as it was right then.
    "Hey, gorgeous, come here often?" a seductive voice said from behind him. Not able to place the voice with a name, Tabansi turned and his face pulled down into a frown to see Poppington Thoreaux standing directly behind him, shirtless.
    Tabansi forced his gaze to remain on Poppington's face. He wouldn't allow his eyes to trace the man's broad chest with its smattering of dark curls, the washboard abs or the thin waist that tapered off into powerful thighs and large calves. The bank manager was gorgeous, everyone knew that, but he was also known for being sexually adventurous and never committed to anyone.