Can We Teach Them? (Sequel to Can You Teach Me?)

Chapter 18 Wound Up

Just a little something to get back into this story.  Sorry it has been so long between updates.  No promises I will get better in the next month.

Chapter 18 Wound Up

"What an exciting event that was!" Corey exclaimed, smacking Owen on the back, causing him to flinch ever so slightly.

"Indeed."  Came Owen's curt response.

"That move was sweet!"  Marc complimented while reenacting the movements to the best of his abilities.  "When Luke went all Matrix, avoiding the paintball pellets.  And then Nathan and Kota working in sync doing king fu!  I was all, POW!  WAM! BAM!  Like in the old school Batman shows."  Marc tried to move like Nathan and Kota had, but he was failing miserably.  It was humorous.

"You all funny!  Shîts and goggles type funny."  Raven put Gabe in a headlock, noogying his head in the process.

"Get off me, Fûcker!  And it is shîts and giggles, not goggles.  Goggles are what swimmers wear on their faces.  Giggles are the sound that comes from girls."

Raven winked at Corey, "Speaking of swimming..." he licked his lips and pulled his lip ring into his mouth with his teeth. 

All my men were talking with the Toma team about how we rocked the silent night games tonight.  I was on top of the world with our win.  It was because of me that we came out on top for the evening.  I was able to squeeze into the smallest of holes to retrieve one of the team's flag.  And it was my forethought about the second flag maybe being hidden at the bottom of the lake that had Nathan and Kota swimming in the dark to retrieve our victory.  The group had multiple conversations going on at once.  I didn't know who to join, so I maintained my position of people watching.

I noticed Corey's neck reddened as Raven continued to stare at him in a heated way.  My eye bounced back and forth between the two like a ping pong match.  Where is the lawn chair and popcorn when I need it?  Watching these two piqued my interest. Are they in a relationship?  Is it just the two of them, or are multiple from their team involved?  Does that mean Corey and his twin Brandon are involved in a taboo relationship?  How would I feel if two or more of my guys were involved? What about North and Luke?  They are brother's, but they aren't really related.

"...Don't you think, Aggele?"

"Huh?  Sorry, I wasn't paying attention.  What was your question?"  My cheeks tinged pink and I bit my lip in embarrassment.  Did they know where my mind was just at?

Silas pulled me in front of him, encircling my upper body with his strong arms.  He kissed the top of my head before restating his question.  "I was just saying, going for a relaxing swim would probably feel good on your body after that intense workout you just went through.  Don't you think, Aggele Mou?"

I quickly glanced between Corey and Raven again, not wanting to get in their way if they were hoping for some quiet, alone time.  Corey's body sagged a bit and Raven shifted his big body slightly closer to Corey, causing their arms to brush ever so slightly against each other.

"Um..." I poked my lip with my finger, not knowing how best to explain my thoughts, "Maybe we should just go back to our barracks and strategize for tomorrow's games."

"Whatever you want, Baby.  Let's get you a shower and then a rub down.  I want to make sure your muscles are thouroughly worked so you don't get any lactic acid build up or cramping."

Raven's eye twinkled with mirth, "Are you offering rub downs, West?  I have a sore muscle that could use a thorough rub down."  He grabbed his crotch to emphasize his statement.

North growled in the Russian's direction, his hands fisting at his sides.  Silas was quick to diffuse the now tense situation.  "Raven, if you are Russian when you go into the bathroom and Finnish when you come out of the bathroom, what are you when you are in the bathroom?"

Raven cocked his head to the side.  "I am only Russian, no Finnish in me."

Corey fought back his smile, knowing Silas was telling a joke and it obviously is going over Raven's head.  Silas delivered the punchline anyway.  "European!"  Silas and Corey laughed loudly while North pulled me toward the barracks, a soft chuckle escaping under his breath.

North whispered with a rarely heard sense of humor, "European.  Dumbass just made fun of himself and me."

"And you wouldn't trade him for the world."  I stated almost like a question.

North scooped me up in his arms, carrying me toward our place of rest.  "Never, Baby.  The ten of us are here to stay!"

"Eleven."  I whispered into his neck.

North's arms tightened their hold.  "You are correct, Sang Baby.  I am in the wrong.  Forgive my slip.  The eleven of us are here to stay."

I traced my finger over his chest in the shape of a heart, "There is nothing to forgive.  This is new to all of us."  I kissed his neck and felt the shiver in his body.  I wiggled my eyebrows and smiled as I continued to draw shapes on his pecks and kiss the soft skin of his neck.  A sudden surge of raging hormones taking over my body, pushing me to take what I want from the man holding me close.

I started formulating a plan in my head of how I am going to disrobe North, push him down on the bed, crawl up his body until I am sitting just over his manhood, then...

"Ha! Did you see the looks on their faces?  Priceless."  Nathan chortled.

"The nerve of that big fûcking grizzly bastard Russian! I would have beat his ass for asking me to 'rub down his sore muscle'.  Fûcker!"  Gabe flapped about wildly as he vented outloud.  You would have thought he was the one personally offended.

"You would have been giving him what he wanted, Gabe?  For someone to 'beat his ass'."  Luke stated innocently.  That broke the building room tension.

The boys were laughing, jesting, rough housing and just being all around boys.  I blew out a hormone fueled frustrated breath and stripped down to nothing as I made my way to the shower.  My clothes trailed behind me like Hansle and Grettel's bread crumbs.  I had wound myself up before they all came in and now I had no way to satisfy myself.  Instead of closing the curtain, I showered, giving whoever glanced my way a show.  Although, no one was looking.

I squirt shampoo in my hand as the water ran over my head.  I lathered the suds into my hair while wiggling my hips to the song playing in my head.  When I opened up my eyes from rinsing the shampoo from my hair, all nine boys were sitting in a row on the cots closest to the showers.  I noticed Luke, on the far left, reached inside a small white paper bag and popped something in his mouth before passing the bag down the line to the next guy.  And so on. 

I turned my back to them before bending over to pick up my body wash.  I heard a groan, a gasp and someone whispered something quieter than I could hear under the shower spray.  Slowly, I turned back to face my men and washed from the top all the way to my toes, and everything in between. 

When I finished, I shut off the water, and wrapped my head in a towel.  Still naked and dripping wet, I went to the sink and brushed my teeth.  Then removed the towel from my head and brushed out all the tangles.  Without saying a word, I strut my little hiney to my bed and slipped under the sheet.  With one quick glance over my shoulder at the men still staring at me with mouths agape, I sweetly sing-songed, "Good night, Loves."  And blew them an air kiss.

"Cold shower anyone?"  Sean humorously offered. 

Owen deadpanned, "Do you even need to ask?"