Page 51 of The Titan and the Trainer

“But there will be if Martha keeps cooking us such lovely meals,” Callum replied.

“Oh man, I so want to work out in here; I love it,” he said, looking around the gym, and at Julian who was just admiring him with a smile.

“And we shall, gorgeous,” he replied. Seeing Callum’s excitement gave Julian such a feeling of warmth. He took his hand and guided him to the door far across the room.

Callum’s attention was now drawn to the wall of glass opposite, through which he could see the swimming pool. He realised the wall was all bi-fold glass, with a traditional door far right. Julian pressed a button, and the wall of glass hummed, then slowly retracted, shuffling along to the left, opening the gym and pool area into one.

“Now that’s cool,” said Cal, beaming. “I am loving this whole area, which I didn’t even know existed until just now. If you ever need me, you’ll find me in here,” he joked. “I love the idea of being able to work out with the wall open to the pool.”

“Hold that thought,” Julian said, playfully.

They stepped out onto the patio that bordered the pool. The area was covered by a curved glass ceiling in panels, which Callum could now see, also retracted.

“So, with both retracted, you can work out, outside.” Julian smiled at him.

“That is so smart,” Callum said as he leant in to kiss him. “I love it. I will use it. We will use it.”

So, this was an indoor pool that could also be an outdoor pool in the summer months with the roof open. There were loungers and umbrellas to the right and far left a BBQ, range cooker and comfy lounge seating with tables. “Oh, Julian, this would be great for summer BBQs and pool parties,” he exclaimed with glee, thinking how much Sophia and his other friends would love this. The idea of his friends meeting Julian and loving him as much as he did filled him with warmth.

Julian laughed and wrapped his arms around him, kissing him. He was so proud of Callum, his childlike innocence and happiness at the smallest of things.

“Then we shall have pool parties and BBQs, don’t you worry, but today, right now,” and he walked them both in small steps towards the pool edge, “we are going for a swim,” at which point he tumbled them both sideways into the pool.

It was a lovely temperature, and they were soon performing a mix of swimming, messing about and having fun. At some point, they both shed their shorts, wrapped around each other in the warm water, aroused as usual, pressing into each other’s groin.

There was a shower in the corner with fresh towels on a unit beside it, so after their shower, they washed each other’s bodies, dried off and lay naked on two of the recliners, the Manhattan sun warming their bodies through the glass.

“This is the life,” signed Callum, happy and relaxed.

“It’s all yours, handsome,” Julian replied. He looked over at Callum, admiring how lean his body was. The definition of his six-pack was just crazy, as were his broad chest, huge shoulders, strong chin and features. This immediately sent blood rushing to his dick. He got up and straddled Callum on his sunbed, pressing his lips to him. Callum reciprocated, and they showed their feelings again, resulting in them both getting rather messy, and needing a second shower.

In search of sustenance, they dressed and decided to go out for breakfast. They took the lift down. A lady was on duty at reception this time.

“Morning, Mollie,” waved Julian cheerily as they passed by. “Good morning,” she replied with a smile. “Mollie is the other receptionist when Julius is off.”

Outside the building, Julian hesitated. “Hmmm, what do you fancy, Cal?”

“Eggs” he replied. “Where’s good around here for eggs?”

“I know just the place, The Seaport.” He guided them to the left, around behind the building.

It was a pleasant day, although chilly. Julian wore a Canada Goose coat and had found Callum a North Face one, because Callum had again forgotten to bring any kind of jacket with him. “I love this jacket,” Callum commented once he had it on. It fitted him perfectly and smelled slightly of Julian.

“Have it, it’s yours! I think I’ve only worn it twice.”

“Wow, thanks,” Callum said. He would happily keep it. He got the feeling Julian would give him anything he owned or wanted. Was that a good thing, or a bad thing?

As they walked, Callum asked, “Hey Julian, would it be okay if I started to leave a few clothes at yours? It’s a bind bringing and taking things home each time with me, especially if I’m on public transport.”

Julian stopped and put his hands on either side of his face, “I’d love that,” he said, planting a big kiss on his lips. “Maybe a toothbrush too,” he added, raising an eyebrow. “And no more public transport. I’ll get one of the team assigned to be your driver. I’m sorry I never thought about it before.” He was earnest.

“That would be amazing, thank you,” Callum replied.

“You just need to pick out a car from the basement and select a driver,” Julian said.

Hell yes, that would be a nice choice to have to make, Callum thought to himself. This life was becoming rather lovely.

They were soon in the warmth of The Seaport, where Julian was enthusiastically greeted by the head waiter, who clearly knew him. They were shown to one of the best tables in the elevated section, with a great view of the river. Julian asked their waiter for some blank paper and a pen, and the guy quickly returned with both.