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My hand moved faster and faster, caught up in the fantasy of fucking Kayden’s fist. He was moaning, and I was panting, ready to come.

“Suck me off,” I bit out and imagined those plump lips of his wrapped around my dick. This part was oh-so-satisfying because finally,finally, I got to shut Kayden up. And get off while doing it.

The vision of me fucking his face totally did me in. I jolted, trembled, the intense pleasure snaking up my spine and sparking every nerve ending in my body. My balls pulled up tight, and with one more stroke, I came hard, lashing the wet tile with my load.

Holy shit. I hadn’t come that hard in a long time. And I hadn’t jerked off to fantasies of myself with a guy. That was a first. But hot. Like the hottest damn jerk off, ever. Did this mean I was gay or bi? I’d been numb for so long that I didn’t think I could feel anything for anyone. I’d hardly taken any interest in sex.

But I guess things were changing.

It was all Kayden’s fault. My teammate. My classmate. My roommate on the road. The guy who was driving me nuts and making me feel things I had no desire to feel.

It was one wank session, let it go.

Easier said than done.

CHAPTER 13

KAYDEN

Ididn’t walk back to my dorm. I ran like a goddamn sprinter. Like I hadn’t spent two hours on the ice skating my ass off.

My cock was hard and leaking, making a mess of my briefs. I needed to jerk off, and I had to do it now. My roommate better not be around. Or, if he was, he better be prepared to hear my loud concert of moaning and groaning in the bathroom. I couldn’t care less who heard or saw me at this point; I needed to come.

But why Maddox and why now? It’s not like guys are shy about walking around naked in the open shower room, or the locker room in general, and I never got turned on by the sight before. But suddenly, Maddox’s naked swagger was seared in my brain. I couldn’t unsee it. I was a total ass man, but I couldn’t remember the last time a woman’s butt got me going like this. And Mad’s? It was high and tight, two handfuls of sweet perfection. Then I noticed more details about his tattoos, the veins in his forearms, and his sculpted thighs. What would it feel like to touch him? To have those arms and legs wrapped around me?

Fuck, I’d never noticed my teammates this way. Or any guys, for that matter. Well, I noticed hot guys before. Sure. But it wasalways in appreciation, not outright lust. And I had a moment, a second, where I was about to call out to Maddox. To get him to turn all the way around so I could see the rest of him up close. The brief glimpse I got when I walked out was just a tease. Was that semi he was rocking about me or was that wishful thinking? What was even more surprising? This new obsession of mine wasn’t only about his dick or that spectacular ass of his. I wanted to look into his stormy blue eyes. I wanted to lean in and taste his lips.

Then I remembered how I’d acted on the ice. Maddox probably never wanted to speak to me again, never mind look at me. And so what if he was half hard? We’re young, it’s normal. No way he was thinking about me. Right?

Even that did nothing to calm my dick down. I got to my dorm in record time and when I passed through the front entrance, I rudely ignored people, and ran for the elevator. All while holding my backpack in front of me. Strategically.

I power walked once I got off the elevator. Down the hallway, a few more steps, almost there… and finally, I was back in my room. Which was, thankfully, unoccupied.

I didn’t waste any time, throwing my backpack on the floor and reaching for my jeans. I unzipped and delved my hand inside my briefs, but then I realized.

Lube, I need lube.

With my jeans around my hips, I shuffled to my nightstand, frantically searching for my lube.

“Yes!” I called out when I found it.

My hands were shaking, and I nearly squirted half the tube on the floor. Shit. Finally, I managed to get some in my hand, thank fuck, and got busy.

“Oh yeah,” I moaned as I tugged on my dick, imagining that it was Maddox’s hand.

Oh God, why was that the hottest thing ever? Would he be a total control freak? Demanding? I bet he would. Would he tell me what to do? I’d never touched a guy before, except for bro hugs, or swats on the ass. I was clumsy at the best of times, so I’d need guidance in the bedroom for sure. And I really loved that image of him taking over, showing me exactly what he wanted.

“You come when I tell you to come, Kayden.”

Yes. This. Fuck, I needed this.

“Fuck my fist,” Maddox commanded. “Do it.”

I could almost feel Maddox’s hot breath in my ear as he jerked me harder, faster, his rhythm never letting up, his other hand cupping my balls, rolling them. When his hand slid from my balls to my hip, I let out a loud whimper.

“No. Don’t stop.”

But his hand kept moving, sliding back around my ass, teasing the crease. Fuck yes, I wanted him to touch me like this.