Jax Calder

He’d been my go-to jerk off fantasy since I’d discovered that hand plus cock equaled a whole lot of fun.

My stuff brushing up against Aiden Jones’s stuff. Yeah, it got me half-hard just thinking about it. Being jealous of a pair of shoes was a new low for me.

I’d told Jones I didn’t do stupid shit.
But I was fairly sure that crushing on my roommate at New Zealand training camp, the same guy whose starting role I was after, was the definition of stupid shit.