It was Friday afternoon and I was running late getting back to our apartment. I wanted to get in and shower then leave again before my boyfriends work colleagues arrived for their monthly poker night. Normally this was hosted at one of Trent's colleagues houses but they were renovating which meant Trent had volunteered our apartment.
Trent works at an accountancy firm and is 24 years old. He's originally from England and has a slim build at 5'11". Unlike me with my shaggy blonde hair, Trent prefers a tidy faded cut for his dark brown hair. His eyes are a deep green and unlike the common Brit he has perfect teeth.
I'm Jordan, 23 years old and just finished studying my interior design course. I'm 5'8" with an athletic build, semi defined abs and have deep blue eyes.
I was almost back and had been rushing to get to the apartment on time as Trent wanted the place to himself and his colleagues. They knew he was gay and most of them were too but he liked to keep his work and personal life separate so thought it best I go out for the night so they could talk work and all things poker. I didn't mind as it meant I could go and catch up with some of my friends for some drinks and a dance at a cocktail bar. Something I rarely got the chance to do now due to Trent not enjoying going out anymore.
Unfortunately on my way back I got stuck in crazy traffic and it wasn't moving. I messaged Trent to let him know what had happened and that I wouldn't make it back before the poker night started. He replied back not to worry and to drive safe and that I could just come in and say hi before showering and then heading out.
After sitting in the slow moving traffic jam for over an hour I finally reached our apartment. When I walked through the door it was almost 7pm and I made my way down the hall past our bathroom and bedroom and saw Trent had the dining area all set up for the poker night with his colleagues sitting around the table.
Looking into the dining room I said a quick hello to him and waved hello to the others around the table. Trent did an obligatory introduction to each of them when prompted by his boss Henry as I hadn't met his colleagues before. They were all around a similar age to him and I except for the boss, Henry, who was in his late thirties. The others Trent introduced me to were Jonas, Tim and Jay.
Henry was English like Trent and seemed confident as he replied, I guess he did run the accounting firm. He was taller than Trent at 6'0" and had a solid build by the look of it and was bold. Trent was his senior protΓ©gΓ© in the firm which meant he had been spending some late nights in the office.
Jonas was Taiwanese and looked up at me with a smile as I had walked in nudging Jay who was sat down next to him. He was the same height as me 5'8" with what looked like an athletic build in his tight fitting black shirt. Jonas had brown eyes and was 23 too.
Tim was German and although he was the youngest at the table at 21 years of age he was also the one that drew my eyes. He was built very muscular and must have been a gym fanatic, broad shoulders, big chest, big arms, short blonde hair, green eyes and looked to be 5'11". My eyes shifted from Henry to Jonas to Tim and lingered for a few moments before I looked to Jay.
Jay was grinning and winked at me as he said hello. I smiled back and gave a polite nod. He was Vietnamese and like Jonas was the same age as me, 23. He had a slim athletic looking body and was wearing a slim fit white shirt that had the top 3 buttons undone revealing what appeared to be his toned chest and olive skin. As I looked up from his chest to his eyes they were staring back at me and I was taken by how dark they were almost black.
I turned from the table and gave Trent a quick kiss on the cheek as I made my way to our bedroom. Closing the door behind me I started to wonder which of these guys were gay, Trent had told me some of his colleagues were but hadn't actually said their names. I had to admit they were all good looking.
I started to go through the closet to get my towel and change of clothes and could hear some of the conversation coming from the dining room. The apartment walls were thin after all and I heard Trent saying to the guys, 'Yeah I've done well Henry, Jordan's definitely a 10.' I couldn't stop myself from grinning widely, it was nice to hear him bragging about me to the guys and I did like to keep myself in good shape. Add to that my blonde hair and deep blue eyes and I tended to draw the attention when we went out, maybe that was why Trent didn't like hitting the clubs anymore.
I continued to listen as I went through the closet to the conversation being had around the poker table.
Henry - Now I can see why you haven't wanted to host poker night, you've been keeping Jordan hidden huh?
Jay - A 10! Damn Trent, he's a 20 for sure. You see that perfect bubble butt inside those jeans as he walked away Jonas? Not often you see a hot blonde boy with an ass like that!
Jonas - He ain't wrong there Trent, respect bro you've got a keeper there.
Trent - Cheer's boys, glad you think we're a match guess that makes me a 20 too. After all takes a 20 to land a 20.
Jay - You keep telling yourself that Trent haha he's way above what you deserve.
Trent - Don't worry Jay, you'll find your own blonde bottom soon enough, plus I think it was my English accent that won Jordan over.
I hadn't heard Trent talk like this before, referring to me as a blonde bottom. It was true I did prefer to bottom then top and it was a delight to hear him praising my body in front of his colleagues.
Jay - Fuck me, he's a bottom as well!
Tim - Now you're just bragging Trent.
Henry - Wonder if my accent would tempt your man at all Trent?
Tim - Ohhhhh that sounds like a challenge but you're too old for Jordan Henry. Better stick to your own decade.
Trent - Hahahaha nice one Tim. How about we get back to the poker boys?
Jonas - Maybe we can play for something other than money tonight...or someone if you get my meaning.
Tim - Settle down there Jonas, Jordan's not a piece of meat we can play for. Plus I think he'd prefer to sample some German bratwurst.
Jay - Alright Blonde Schwarzenegger keep your bratwurst in your pants.
Henry - Hahaha burn Tim. Back to the game though gents, it's time I win back my money from last month.
The conversation went back to poker and I moved to the door with my towel and clothes. I made my way from the bedroom to the bathroom moving down the hallway out of sight of the dining room.
I pulled the bathroom door shut behind me and placed my towel and clothes onto the towel rack. The bathroom was relatively small in our apartment and was accessible via the hallway rather than being an ensuite to the bedroom. As you enter the towel rack is on the left next to the sink while the toilet is on the right and the shower over bathtub is directly ahead.
Although I had shut the door behind me out of habit as it was usually just Trent and myself in the apartment I hadn't latched the door lock.
I switched on my music with my favourite shower playlist and started the shower. As I stepped into the bathtub the warm water began to wash over my face and body. I ran my fingers through my blonde hair moving my head side to side with the beat of the music.
The water felt great as I washed away the stress of the day from the traffic jam to my final interior design examination. I was elated to have the course finished and excited at the prospect of starting work in a profession I loved.
Placing the coconut body wash in my hands I ran my palms over my body from my chest to my stomach and over my legs and butt. My skin was silky smooth without any hair on my body except for a small patch above my cock. I liked to keep my skin smooth and hairless as it made me feel sexy and confident.
Although I had a boyfriend I did still like to make an effort and look sexy when I went out. Plus it was nice to be hit on and get the attention of hot guys at the bars. I was only 23 and had enjoyed numerous wild nights out prior to meeting Trent. We had been together for a year and a half now and I had moved into his apartment only 3 months ago.
Like tonight we still had our separate friendship groups and while his liked to stay in playing poker, I preferred to go out for cocktails and dancing with mine.
The coconut body wash is my favourite, the smell and the way it left my skin feeling nice and soft made me feel great. I was busy washing off the soap and had been paying close attention to rubbing my ass cheeks when I felt a breeze.
I had been swaying along to the music and didn't pay attention to this thinking it was just the exhaust fan and moved from rubbing my ass cheeks to my cock and balls. My cock when hard was 6 inches and as I began to wash my cock and balls I could feel it beginning to grow quickly becoming semi-hard. Tilting my head back the warm water washed over my face and down my chest as I started to slowly stroke my hardening cock.