My Kinda Party

John chuckled and followed Carter. He didn't need to train. But five miles was nothing for him. He sorta found it sexy when Shawn went into coach mode. He smirked at Shawn, eyeing him up and down. He was allowed to. John wasn't the one training. He could do whatever the hell he wanted.

By the time they hit Central Park, Carter was wheezing. "Are...we...done?"

John snorted, barely out of breath. "We still have to jog back." He chuckled, glancing at Shawn, kissing his jaw. "Ya think the rookie here is done... coach?" He purred.

"He can take a breather," Shawn nodded, "But only for five minutes and then we jog back."

Carter nodded, sitting down on the bench.

John blinked at him. "You never let me take a break." He pouted, sitting next to Carter, crossing his legs, flipping his hair and folding his arms.

"You also didn't have an obvious knee injury," Shawn laughed, kissing John's cheek.

John shrugged. "True. Plus I had more energy. I was only 24.... didn't that make you look like a major cradle robber." He chuckled.

Shawn blushed, "Wasn't like anybody actually knew we were in love."

John smiled. "People knew I had a puppy crush on you but they didn't know I loved you." He chuckled. "Though Carter here took me in his truck, fucked me and never let me go." He giggled, kissing Carter's cheek.

"Really? You fucked Johnny boy in a truck. I always tried to get him to do that but he wouldn't,' Shawn said, crossing his arms and looking at Johnny.


Carter blushed, "That was kinda private.'

John blushed. "I;m sorry." He chuckled and looked up at Shawn. "Well you can both fuck me in a truck at the same time if it'll make you happy." He laughed.

Carter licked his lips, "I ain't never had a three way before..."

John shrugged. "Neither have I. Shawn never liked to share... until now that is. Maybe it's because you're both southern." He chuckled.

"Hey," Shawn laughed, "us Southern boys have to look out for each other. Ain't that right kid?"

Carter laughed, "Yeah I guess so Shawn."

John chuckled. "And I'm just the prissy city boy you both love." He said, smirking. "We should get going."

Carter pouted, "Five minutes more please?"

Shawn gave him a look. "What do you think?"

Carter huffed and stood up, starting the jog back to the condo.

John chuckled and easily jogged behind him.

Carter felt like he was going to die. "Please...can I stop jogging yet?"

John looked at him. "C'mon. Just two more blocks." He said, jogging next to him.

Carter huffed, "My knees on fire..."

John sighed, wrapping an arm around Carter. "Okay, c'mon." He said, letting him lean his weight on John as they walked.

Carter shook his head, "I can do it...just two more blocks..."

"No, I don't want you getting hurt. You ran enough." John said.