Jacob smiled as he thought back to the additional fun after the spanking had finished and then took the last gulp of his milk.
Two big-cocked guy can be serious fun.
Twice the man, double the dick hehe.
But… is there a special one out there for me?
Jacob sighed. He still felt tired, and it would be a while before Jacob felt fully freshened up. Still, it was nothing that a quick shower wouldn’t help to set right.
And once Jacob was done freshening himself up, it was time to get his superstar of hockey butt over to the Toronto Enforcers training complex. This morning’s physio session was going to be very interesting indeed…
* * *
The Enforcers training complex was situated in Pine Rise, a leafy suburb just on the outer reaches of the city. Only a twenty minute drive away in good traffic, Jacob really had no excuses for ever being late.
But having no excuses didn’t mean that Jacob wasn’t just going to be late regardless.
“Another early start I see,” the security guard said, winking at Jacob knowingly as Jacob entered the training center via the side entrance. “Or should that belate night?”
“You know me too well,” Jacob fired back, shaking the security guard’s hand and doing his best to go unnoticed as he walked down the corridor and toward the relative safety of the physiotherapy room.
After some unexpected traffic on the way in, Jacob was even later for practice than he had anticipated. But Jacob didn’t thinkit was such a big deal. The opening few games of the season had seen Jacob hit his stride and prove to be an invaluable player for the Enforcers already.
Usually playing on the right wing, Jacob had been covering center due to the injury enforced absence of the Enforcers’ legendary Tane Rivers. But rather than struggling to deal with playing in a slightly less natural position, Jacob had actually found himself relishing his new role.
In fact, Jacob was beginning to set his sights on keeping his central position in the offence even when Tane Rivers returned from injury. After all, Tane was a veteran player and there was no guarantee that he would return from his serious injury as the same player – and that was if he returned to the iceat all.
“Yo, Ricki!” Jacob said, full of bravado as he entered the physio room. “Quick massage before practice?”
Jacob was doing his best to hide the effects of his late night fun.
With a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes, and a big smile, Jacob was hoping that his physio and newfound friend wouldn’t try and give him any heat for being out late on a school night.
Jacob wasn’t so lucky…
“You can take the glasses off, Jacob,” Ricki said, shaking his head. “You must have been having a good time last night if you can’t remember talking to me just before midnight at Paddle Palace.”
“Ummm…. oh…riiiight,” Jacob said, desperately trying to recall speaking to Ricki the previous night. “Yeah, totally.”
But Jacob’s pretenses weren’t fooling anyone.
Before he knew it, both Jacob and Ricki were bursting into laughter and giving one another a welcome hug.
“Of course I can give you a quick massage,” Ricki said, his kind brown eyes and shoulder length chestnut brown hair looking as rich with color as ever. “Lower back still giving you a little niggle?”
Jacob nodded and removed his t-shirt.
“Yeah, it’s been getting worse,” Jacob said, climbing up onto the massage table. “But it’s no big deal. I’m still hitting the numbers in matches, so who cares right? I’m young, I’m flying, nothing’s going to stop me. And certainly not some silly niggle.”
Jacob was lying face down on the massage table but could tell that Ricki was disapproving of his attitude toward injury.
“Just say it,” Jacob said, a hint of mischief in his voice. “Tell me what a silly boy I am.”
“You already know, what a silly boy you are” Ricki laughed. “We might both love to party, but you’re more than welcome to the sass and the risk taking. I’m the safety-first kinda guy, you know? I don’t have the superstar salary to fall back on when shit hits the fan.”
The two friends laughed again and Ricki set about working out the tension in Jacob’s lower back.
“Just say if it’s uncomfortable at any point,” Ricki said, kneading his hands harder and working out the tension as best he could.
