I was lifting weights in the training center with Sinner, Cazzo, Burg, and Chance a few days later. I was sweating like crazy in more than one place and it was f@$king uncomfortable. The moisture was making my boxers rub against my freshly waxed skin, making it itch like crazy. I set down the weights and tried to discreetly itch the irritated skin.
Sinner caught me and quirked an eyebrow. “Jock itch?”
“No.” I turned away and itched at the skin again. It f$%king burned. There was no way I was ever getting a wax again.
Sinner walked over and put his hand on my shoulder. “Dude, it’s not really cool to itch yourself in a room full of men.”
I looked at his my shoulder where his hand was and raised an eyebrow. He pulled back suddenly as if he had been burned.
“No,” I almost yelled.
“Dude, if you have pubic lice, you need to get the f#$k out of here.”
Cazzo, Burg, and Chance turned and looked at me warily. I saw Chance’s eyes drop to my crotch for just a moment.
“I don’t f#$king have pubic lice.”
“Then why the hell are you scratching so much?” Sinner asked.
What the hell. Maybe one of them knew what to do. “I was following Lucy, trying to run into her, you know, like we talked about. I wasn’t watching where she was headed and I followed her into the spa.”
Sinner grinned, “First time, huh?”
“First time what?” Cazzo asked.
“Pappy, please tell me that you just did some manscaping,” Burg pleaded.
“They did something called a Hollywood.”
Sinner started laughing hysterically and Burg cringed. “What?” Chance asked. “What the hell is a Hollywood?”
“They waxed every inch of him,” Sinner laughed.
“Why would you do that?” Chance asked.
“F$%king Maggie. She was there for a spa day with Claire and Lucy. She insinuated that I was there to make an appointment for a girlfriend and I didn’t want Lucy to think I was sending another woman to the spa.”
“So you put hot wax on your junk instead?” Cazzo asked.
“I didn’t know they were going to do all that. I thought it would just be a little touch up.”
“But why did it hurt so bad?” Sinner asked. “I’ve done it, but I’ve never itched like that,” he said, pointing to my crotch.
“I have a lot of hair. I usually just trim, but the woman said it was very thick.”
“Still,” Burg shook his head. “It shouldn’t be that bad. Drop your pants.”
“What? I’m not dropping my pants.”
Sinner rolled his eyes. “We’re all men. We’ve all seen a penis before. Do you want help or not?”
I looked at all of them and decided what the hell. What could it hurt? When I pulled my shorts down, they all cringed. Sinner let out a hissing noise and Chance covered his own crotch like he would somehow catch the itching.
“That looks painful,” Cazzo said, turning to Sinner. “Is that normal?”
“That most definitely is not normal. Did you use the cream?”
“What f$%king cream?”
Sinner shook his head. “You have to use the cream. I bet it feels like it’s on fire right now.”