Ben Ryder - Noah by Ben Ryder

Author:Ben Ryder [Ryder, Ben]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

12:30 p.m. C ALLUM looked out the window and watched the rain come down in heavy sheets. He would be stuck in Stompers for the time being, so he looked over the lunchtime menu. He knew he should eat something, but as the morning went on he felt his stomach begin to churn as the excitement of the phone call got closer. An old man in a trench coat at the end of the bar had been staring at him for the past fifteen minutes in a creepy, leering way Callum found uncomfortable. He decided not to eat and put the menu back on the bar. He picked up his phone again. Still nothing.

I T HAD been a week since their trip to the cabin. Noah left Sunday night with the team, as they were due to play games in New Jersey and Ottawa. They kept in touch via nondescript texts, and both were cautious in their words, in case a teammate might look over Noah’s shoulder.

Noah was proud to report he’d scored one goal and two assists in New Jersey and a hat trick in Ottawa. Callum didn’t know what that meant but assumed it was good and congratulated Noah. The team won both games, and Noah was on a high the night he returned.

When he arrived at Callum’s apartment, Noah looked casual in sneakers, sweatpants, and a T-shirt. Callum couldn’t help noticing Noah’s package swinging inside the loose sweatpants. He meant to comment on it, but just as Callum turned from closing the door behind him, Noah picked him up in a fireman’s lift onto his shoulder and carried him to the bedroom.

“I’m not waiting anymore,” Noah shouted and playfully bit down on Callum’s ass cheek before dropping him onto the bed. “I’ve had a cortisone shot in my back and I’m good to go!”

“I know it’s only been a week, but I’d almost forgotten how big you are,” Callum said, looking up and watching Noah strip off his T-shirt. “You’re a fucking giant!”

Noah climbed onto the bed and straddled Callum while pinning his hands behind his head. “Fe, fi, fo, fum, I want the cock of this Englishman,” he growled before grinding his crotch into Callum’s.

Callum burst into hysterics. “Are you fucking kidding me?” “Of course, but I knew it would make you laugh,” Noah said as he ran the stubble of his chin up the side of Callum’s neck until he found his ear. “And you have no idea how much hearing you laugh turns me on.” He found Callum’s smiling lips and kissed them. “Can we get out of these damn clothes now, please?”

Callum ran his fingers down Noah’s muscular back until he found the rim of his sweatpants. Slipping his hand between the elastic and skin, he cupped his ass cheek and pulled it up as Noah ground his crotch into him.

“Stand up again,” Callum said, removing his hand. “I want to look at you.” Noah obeyed and slid off the bed to stand in front of him.

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