Linemates (First Time Gay Hockey Romance) by Van Barrett

Author:Van Barrett [Barrett, Van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-04-24T22:00:00+00:00

29.

Putting the Bag in Bag Skate

– Tyler –

“C'mon, let's go.”

With the Sun rising on the horizon, I lead Callan off the roof and back into the hotel. We take the stairs, leaving a trail of water all the way to our floor, down the hallway, and at last to our hotel rooms.

Thank God no one saw us. For so many different reasons, the least of which is that we look absurd in our dripping wet clothes.

“Alright, uh, goodnight,” I say to Callan as I unlock my door and head in. It's been a while since I've told someone goodnight when the Sun is climbing the morning sky.

“Yeah, yeah, g'night,” he mumbles back. And he seems as shell-shocked as I am.

“Hey Callan,” I call after him. “Don't forget. Practice at 2 PM.”

“Right.”

I shuffle inside my room and lean against the door until it slams shut. And then, slowly, I lower myself to the ground.

What. The. Hell.

What just happened?

It's hard to believe that twelve hours ago, we were playing a hockey game. That game feels like it happened days ago at this point. Then, we went out for drinking – got good and lit, obviously. And then we end up back at the hotel. Telling our secrets.

The entire night from there on is a blur. An absolute fucking blur and I almost can't believe what happened. If I'd woken up in my own bed this morning, I might think the events on the roof were a dream.

But that's not where I woke up – I woke up on the roof-top. Naked. With Callan right against my side.

I don't know what came over me. I didn't know I even had 'that' inside me – the ability for, uh, that. What is 'that'? I don't fucking know. I guess 'that' is … you know … another guy touching my cock.

What possessed me – to let Callan touch my cock? To let him stroke me until I came?

I'd never planned on that. At all. Never thought about guys or anything.

But one minute he's telling me his story. And, I dunno. I wasn't grossed out or repulsed like I thought I might be. I actually thought it sounded … kinda hot. A secret love affair with the billet family's son? Two boys sneaking around under the same roof-top? Holy shit.

It all sounded so naughty. So dirty.

Next thing I knew, my cock was growing hard in my shorts. And then our shirts were coming off. And all I could think about, with that water raining down on us, was Callan in the shower. How I'd watched him stroke it without me even knowing.

And then I wanted to see it all over again. I couldn't stop thinking about how amazing it was to watch another guy masturbate. The look of tortured bliss and agony crashing over his face as he pleasured himself …

I can't believe I even managed to ask him – but thanks to the drinks we'd had earlier, I guess I had the courage. Or depravity. Or whatever it is that compels a straight guy to ask a gay guy to jerk off in front of him.

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