5. Olivier

Chapter 5

With the blackout blinds well and truly shut and the soundproof windows doing their job to perfection, Olivier's bedroom was like a sanctuary to peace, quiet, and post-party slumber.

Olivier might have been tucked in bed with his favorite stuffie Magic, but his quiet snores and deep sleep was about to be disturbed…

BLEEP-BLEEP!

BLEEP-BLEEP!

BLEEP-BLEEP!

Olivier woke to the sound of his phone's irritating message alert. On the one hand it was great that the Ice Bears provided its players with free phones, but on the other hand it was a real shame that they came equipped with an un-silenceable message alert tone.

Instinctively, Olivier knew it was way too early to be getting up and out of bed, but with the phone flashing right next to him he knew that he had little choice but to look and see what the message was.

‘Urgh. Just go away, whoever you are…' Olivier grumbled, reaching over Magic and picking his cell phone up. ‘Wait… what?'

Olivier read the message from Bear and couldn't quite believe it. Not only did Bear want to meet in the city instead of at the academy, but he wanted Olivier up and running in less than an hour.

‘No way. Just one more minute in bed,' Olivier said, his voice still sleepy as he tossed his phone to the bottom of the bed and pulled the covers up and over him and Magic. ‘I'll get out of bed in one minute. Maybe two. Five maximum.'

Olivier knew he probably shouldn't have gone out partying the night before, especially with training likely to ramp up a notch with Bear. But saying no to a fun night out was something that Olivier had never truly grasped over the years. It might have seemed wild and irresponsible to many people, but for Olivier it was just a part of day to day life and had been since his early teens.

Both Olivier's parents were heavily involved in the showbiz lifestyle and would often let Olivier attend parties with them from a very young age. And as he hit his early teens, Olivier had found himself hanging out with the other celebrity offspring. Partying, being late for school, and generally doing as they pleased, life very rarely seemed to have any consequences.

Olivier had been able to sail by on his hockey ability during high school. He was always the team's MVP, so there were allowances for his ill-discipline throughout his high school career. Olivier felt bad for the other players who had to stick to the rules, but that didn't mean that he was going to change what he did just to fall in line with them.

And this pattern didn't change when Olivier started going for trials with the various professional hockey teams either. The fact that his father was a famous hockey player made Olivier a legacy name, and coupled with the fact that he also had his father's powerful agent pushing him, Olivier had landed a deal with the Red Dolphins that far surpassed what most rookies were typically given.

Then of course came the downward spiral.

Booze, other bad stuff, and a whole lot of lies saw Olivier kicked out of the Red Dolphins and his career placed in jeopardy. Suddenly, no other teams were willing to take a chance on him. It was like all the indiscretions of his past had caught up with him and he was all out of chances.

But a final chance did present itself in the shape of Danilo Doni's new academy pathway at the Ice Bears. Olivier knew that this was probably his final chance to make it as a hockey pro. He wanted to make it a success. He wanted to make his parents proud of him. However something still wasn't right. Olivier was still intent on sticking to his old party boy lifestyle.

Even the chance to work with such a hulking, handsome Daddy like Bear didn't seem like enough of a motivation to get him on the right track. And speaking of Bear, as Olivier lay in total darkness under the covers, his mind began to wander to thoughts of Bear's strong arms, his powerful upper legs, and his hefty, super-jacked pecs too…

‘Daddy Bear…' Olivier whispered, wriggling out of his plaid pajama bottoms and allowing his cock to spring up to attention. ‘Do you want me to suck your cock, Daddy?'

With that, Olivier put three fingers of one hand together and began to suck on them, doing his best to imagine that it was Bear's thick manhood he was swallowing.

Olivier reached down with his spare hand and began to pump on his own dick while at the same time continuing to pretend to suck on Bear's no doubt enormous slab of Daddy meat.

The more he got into the fantasy, the more Olivier committed to it. As he pushed his three-fingers wide pretend Daddy cock into his mouth, Olivier began to make gagging and spluttering noises and immersed himself in the thought of Bear face-fucking him in front of a group of onlooking Daddies, each one of them also pleasuring themselves and taking great delight in Olivier's submissive and slutty display.

And with thoughts of submitting himself to Bear's every desire filling his head, Olivier quickly felt his body stretch and stiffen and he shot a thick load of morning cum over his bed sheets.

Olivier's mind was racing, but his post-climax drowsiness kicked in very quickly once the initial rush was over, and it wasn't long before his eyes slowly began to shut and he drifted back off to sleep.

Bear might have been demanding Olivier to report for duty in less than an hour, but the way things were looking it would be lucky if Olivier was awake before noon – and if this did turn out to be the case, then there would almost certainly be some very real consequences for once in Olivier's life…

‘Okay, so, I'm really sorry,' Olivier said, rocking up at the café opposite Fall Park a good two and a half hours late. ‘You might not believe this, but-'

‘Save it,' Bear said, his voice controlled and even as he sat at the table in the corner. ‘Take a seat. We've got a lot of work to catch up on.'

Olivier was taken aback by Bear's seemingly relaxed response to his tardiness.

Something didn't quite add up, with Olivier fully expecting Bear to give him both barrels of angry instructor energy. However the last thing that Olivier was going to do was go looking for trouble – if Bear was happy to be chilled out about his lateness, Olivier certainly wasn't going to make a big deal of it either.

‘Is it cool if I grab a frappe first?' Olivier said, happy to keep the relaxed vibes going.

‘If that's what you want, Olivier,' Bear said, a hint of a smile on his face as he leaned back in his chair and wrapped his impressive arms around the back of his head. ‘I want you to do precisely what you feel is the right thing.'

‘Okay… sure… a frappe it is,' Olivier replied, smiling.

A couple of minutes later and Olivier was returning to the table with his frappe, and a chocolate-filled croissant too for good measure. As he approached Bear's table, he couldn't help but think back to his early morning playtime. The truth was that as hot as Bear appeared in his imagination, the man was even hotter in real life.

Something about Bear exuded the most masculine, Daddy energy imaginable.

And it was more than Bear's gruff appearance or mountainous body. There was a confidence to him that marked him out as a truly dominant male. Olivier had heard tales about Bear's adventures from both Donovan and Tommy, the pair of them having heard about Bear from their Daddies, and it was certainly true that Bear had a colorful past.

However as he took his seat next to Bear in the quiet, cozy café opposite the glorious Fall Park, none of Bear's dark past was anywhere on display. And neither was the stern, intimidating side of his character either.

Olivier sipped on his latte before taking a big, sugar-coated bite out of his croissant. He might have been late for his first official full day working under Bear, but Olivier was feeling as relaxed as relaxed could be.

But if Olivier thought that this was going to be an easy training block, he couldn't have been further from the truth. Olivier was about to discover that while brawn and menacing physicality were Bear's most obvious traits, he was also a deeply clever and tactical thinker too – and not a single one of Olivier's mistakes were going to go unpunished…