We crushed the Mariners 3 to 0. I scored one and had two assists, but the real star of the game was Quincy. That dude was everywhere all at once, and we played like we’d been on the same team for years. Each time one of us had an awesome play, the other would come and celebrate the play with a hug or a fist bump. I hadn’t felt that comfortable on the ice since Iplayed with the Vipers.
I missed Cody and Rafael. It was a bummer they couldn’t play this summer, but Montier was a Division I school and had put together a pretty grueling summer practice plan.
I needed to text Cody. So much had happened between Theo and me.
I guess I should ask Theo first, but then that would mean possibly telling Theo about Cody and Rafael, which was still a secret.
Jesus being the middleman is hard.
Theo’s face after the game was all smiles, but there was something off about him. I couldn’t pinpoint what it was, and I was terrified that my success would drive a wedge between us. I loved hockey, but he wasTheo.
My Theo.
It would break my heart if I had to choose.
Hopefully, it won’t come to that.
We finally made it back to our room. I’d been so excited to get through the damn game so we could have sex, but the tension was making everything awkward.
“What is it?” I asked. “You seem off.”
There were two beds in the room, and Theo sat on the one we’d claimed during our nap. “Nothing’s wrong.”
I walked toward him and lifted his head to meet my gaze. “No more secrets, remember?”
Theo looked down, then nodded. He took a deep breath, his big shoulders rising as he said, “You and Quincy play so well together. It’s like you two can read each other’s minds or something. I’m just a little jealous.”
I was so afraid hockey would drive us apart, and I couldn’t let that happen. “Theo, you’re going to get your shot. I knowit.”
“It’s not that,” he stated. “I’m just jealous that he gets to be close to you. He’s so in sync with you, and you guys have a natural chemistry together. I’m just… jealous of him.”
Oh.I hadn’t even told Theo about Quincy being gay, and I couldn’t imagine that making things any better. It wasn’t my place to say anything, so I left the topic of Quincy’s sexuality alone. That was something Quincy could disclose if he chose to.
“Theo, I’ve waited a long time to be with you. Nothing, and I mean nothing, would ever come between you and me. Quincy and I have similar playing styles. We have good chemistry on the ice. He’s also not a douchebag like a lot of the other dudes on the team.” He chuckled at that. “That’s where it ends. He’s a teammate. Maybe even a friend, but nothing more.”
Theo looked up at me with a look that I rarely saw on him. He looked unsure. “Promise?” he asked.
“I promise.”
Theo’s hands slid up my legs, his hands cupping my ass. “Come here, baby.”
He leaned back on the bed, and I took a seat, straddling his lap.
I was so fucking ready. Freshly showered, my body was basically jello after a grueling game. All I wanted to do was lie on the bed and let Theo demolish me.
His hands found my waist as I rutted against him, his length getting harder with each thrust. I slid my shorts over my ass and placed his hands there, releasing a low moan as he kneaded my ass with those big, strong hands.
Theo pulled his gym shorts down, and his cock sprang out. I reached back and positioned it against my crease as I slidup and down his length. He let out the sexiest sound, almost like a growl that came from deep in his chest, before kissing me again. Our tongues danced as his cock became rock solid. I wanted to feel him inside me. Theo needed to stretch me. Soon.
He pulled me down for a kiss and rolled us over, my back flat against the bed as he enveloped me with his body. He leaned back and whispered, “Get naked. I’ll be right back.” Theo rose to his feet and ripped off his clothes, and I followed suit.
He retrieved the pharmacy bag and pulled out two different bottles. “Lie on your stomach,” he said.
Mmm, with pleasure.I placed a pillow beneath my lower abdomen so my ass was on full display, wiggling it as he approached the bed. I could hear him tearing open the packaging, cursing under his breath when it gave him trouble. I giggled and said over my shoulder, “Need help, babe?”
“I’m good.” A satisfied sigh left his mouth, and, soon, I could feel the liquid being poured on my back. “I’m gonna rub you down, Pretty Boy. Then I want to tongue-fuck that sweet little hole of yours. If you’re feeling up for it, then I’ll try fucking you. Does that sound good?”
“Jesus Christ. More than good.” I couldn’t imagine how intense it would feel to have Theo inside me. I was excited and nervous.
