Saturday, 16th July 2022

"What's this?" Georgie asked, looking at the three corkboards sitting against the wall in Jamie's dining room.

"Those are Phoebe and my planning boards for Roy's Platypus Green house?"

"I thought you weren't calling it that anymore?" Simon said, flipping the veggies in the frypan where he was making them omelettes.

Jamie sighed. "Phoebe keeps calling it that and I wanna call it that too."

"My sexy baby, is something going on between you and Roy?"

"No," Jamie said. "Well, we're fucking but not dating or nothing. And I'm having fun with the house, think I might do it on me own when we're done with the house."

"But you like him," Simon said. "Don't you?"

"You love him," Georgie agreed.

"It's okay," Jamie told them, looking between his mum and Simon. "I'm okay, promise."

Georgie and Simon shared a look and then she nodded. "Show me what you're doing?"

Jamie started by showing her the floor plan and then taking her through the extension, the kitchen, bathroom, the design for the walls, and the pictures he and Phoebe had taken the last time they were there.

"Is Roy still coming for dinner?" Simon asked.

"Yeah, he's bringing his sister and Phoebe. Would you be okay to keep an eye on Phoebe while we go for our evening training? If not, that's completely fine and all but Roy'll have her while Ruth's at work."

"Of course," Georgie said. "She and I can chat about what we're going to do while we're away, she's still coming to Spain?"

"Yep, she's coming for the first week and then Ruth is joining us for the second week. Roy's already worked out all of the places we can train so I'm going to be unavailable in the morning and later afternoon which is shit because Roy said that 7am training was for when we were in London and just because he's coming to Spain with us now he thinks I wanna train on my holiday."

"You could tell him no," Simon pointed out, worried.

Jamie laughed. "But, then he wouldn't come train with me."

Georgie rolled her eyes. "You want to train?"

Jamie sighed and threw himself down into the seat next to his mother. "Of course, I am going to be the best player in the league next season."

"You're always the best player in the league."

"Thanks, Mummy," Jamie laid his head on her shoulder.

"Just to be sure," Simon said. "You're not being forced into anything, and Roy isn't being overbearing?"

"He's totally overbearing and he does push me but in this way that forces me to be better. Look at these fuckin' thighs, can't wear no tight jeans no more look at these fucking monsters. When we started total football, I was already so much more conditioned than the rest of the team. I can feel how different my body is now and it's because of him. I mean the shit he wants me to do sometimes is fucking weird but I'm stronger, faster, better, and he trusts me; listens to my ideas for the pitch too and I's just…I'm doing this for as long as he's willing to make me better."

"You feel safe telling him if it's not okay anymore?" Simon asked.

"Of course."

Simon plated up the omelettes, garnishing them while Georgie pressed her hand to Jamie's chest.

"You love him," Georgie said. "Just don't let that become something that hurts you."

Jamie nodded. "Okay, Mummy."

At half past four, Roy and Phoebe arrived, they hung out in the lounge room so that Jamie and Phoebe could show Roy the new vision board they'd created when Jamie had gone over to Ruth's house for Sunday brunch and hardware store scoping. Jamie had started to think Ruth might be onto his plan to make this a house for Roy but she hadn't said anything, and she'd been really happy to go to the hardware store with Jamie and let him and Phoebe loose in the craft store afterwards so they could make the vision board. He'd ended up staying for dinner too and had treated them all to a mint take away.

Jamie left the grand finale of the presentation to Phoebe as he stretched to get ready for their training session. Roy's chin was down but his eyebrows were still separate.

"I don't like that blue," Roy said, looking at the one they had picked out for the main bathroom.

"I have options," Phoebe said, opening her bag and pulling out a bag of smaller bags. She dumped them out onto the table and flicked through them until she found the bag of blues they'd picked out for that bathroom and spread them out for Roy. Roy looked terrified of them. Jamie walked over and moved them around.

"What do you think of this?" Jamie asked, holding a new one out.

Roy looked at the colour and then up at Jamie. "Do you think it works?"

Jamie nodded. "But you have to like it too."

"I told you," Roy looked at everyone and then back at Jamie. "I-"

Jamie grabbed a second colour and held it up next to the one he'd pulled out. "Which of these do you like better?"

Roy pointed to the one Jamie had chosen first. Jamie picked up another colour and repeated the process until all of the colours were gone and the only two left was the original blue on the vision board and the one in Jamie's hand. Roy looked at them for a long minute and then pointed to the one in Jamie's hand.

Jamie smiled. "Then you're pretty good at this."

Jamie handed the colour over to Phoebe so she could change it out.

"We're late," Roy said, standing up.

"Phoebe," Jamie told her, pretending to whisper a secret, "Simon is amazing at playing Cluedo."

Simon sat up with a grin.

"Can we play?" Phoebe asked.

"Of course," Simon said. "Do you know where Jamie keeps his games?"

Phoebe nodded and bounced off.

"We'll be about an hour," Jamie told his mother, hugging her tightly.

Roy set off jogging as soon as the door was closed behind them, turning left at the end of the street instead of right.

"Where we going?" Jamie asked.

"This way," Roy grunted.

Jamie rolled his eyes and kept at Roy's elbow. Halfway there, Jamie realised they were heading to Platypus Green. The house was locked up when they arrived, empty on a weekend. Roy picked his way through the garden to the front door and unlocked it.

"How would you feel about a coloured front door?" Jamie asked.

Roy reached out and grabbed Jamie's wrist to pull him inside. He closed the door behind them and shoved Jamie against the wood, dropping to his good knee in front of the younger man and yanking down the band of his workout pants.

"What?" Jamie asked.

Roy lapped at his head and pulled Jamie's cock into his mouth.

Jamie threaded his hand into Roy's hair and lost his focus into the blow job.

"Fuuuck," Jamie said, coming back from his orgasm, leaning half on Roy and half on the door handle clutched in his fist. "What was that?"

"Your mum's staying with you," Roy grunted, awkwardly climbing back to his feet. "Can't do that with her at your house."

"So, you brought me to this place to have sex?"

"Yes," Roy said, exasperation on his face. "Want me to fuck you or do you want to ask more questions?"

Jamie nodded and started walking through the house, cock soft and still out of his pants.

"Where the fuck are you going?" Roy grumbled, following him with a hitch to his steps.

"I'm surprised your knee took that," Jamie told him. "I'm taking us to the old kitchen so you can sit in one of the construction guy's chairs and I can ride you."

"My knee's fine."

Jamie rolled his eyes and continued until he found a chair and pushed Roy down into it, taking off his pants and finding a cleanish place to put them so it wasn't too obvious Roy had taken him to a construction site for sex. Then he turned around, took the lube that Roy was holding and rocked Roy's fucking world.

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