Chapter 32

CHAPTER 32

KAYDEN

W as this real? Was Maddox my boyfriend? Holy shit. I almost couldn't believe it. Not his admission, not my reaction, and not the fact that he was dropping to his knees in front of me right now, and tearing at my pants.

"What are you doing? Anyone could come in here," I hissed. "What about hiding, for fuck's sake?"

"They're all long gone," he replied as he made quick work of my jockstrap. "Now shut up and let me apologize the way I need to."

I wanted to laugh at his comment, but I was too turned on. My cock was already throbbing, leaking, but then I remembered where we were. And where we'd been.

"But I need to shower first, I?—"

Maddox teased the head of my dick with his wicked tongue. Suddenly, I didn't care where we were or how sweaty I was; all I needed was more of his hot, wet, incredible mouth. And his filthy eagerness sparked mine.

"You really are a dirty fucking boy," I whispered.

He moaned and looked up at me, his dark eyes watering, his lips stretched wide around my cock. He jacked me off with his hand while he bobbed his head up and down, taking me halfway down his throat before gagging.

Maddox pulled off and shook his head. "I'm gonna try my best to suck you all the way down, Kay, but you've got a big fucking dick."

I bit back a laugh at his honesty.

"You don't have to take it all," I reassured him. "Or any of it. Breathe heavy on my cock and I'll come."

Maddox's responding grin made my knees weak. I was never getting used to the sight of that smile. Then he leaned forward and took me in his mouth again, and I forgot about everything except how damn good it was.

Both of us beginners, but quick learners when it came to each other.

His hot tongue swirled around my cockhead and when he sucked long and hard, my knees locked up tight. I grabbed hold of his hair, mesmerized by the sight of my cock moving in and out of his mouth. The pleasure was unreal, so good that I was gonna come embarrassingly fast. He didn't take me all the way, but it didn't matter. Maddox was giving me head in our locker room… Between his deep groans and skillful tongue, getting sucked off was sexier than anything I could have imagined. And I was pretty sure my awestruck whimpers said it all.

I slapped one sweaty hand on the stall behind me, trying to keep myself upright as he completely wrecked me, ripping away my control and any remaining inhibitions. I pumped my hips and when he swallowed me again, deeper this time, my climax hit the breaking point.

"Oh God, Mad, I'm gonna come," I panted. "Pull off if you don't want my load."

Maddox didn't let up, his hand stroking faster, his mouth sucking harder. My balls drew up painfully tight, ripples of pleasure turning to shockwaves. I shoved my other hand in my mouth, biting down hard on my knuckles to keep from screaming out loud as I came in a heated rush.

We weren't new to sex anymore, but I still couldn't believe it could be this good. That Maddox wanted me this way. So intense, like nothing else mattered. I closed my eyes for a second, overcome. When I opened them again, oh yeah, it was real all right. Maddox leaned back, breathing hard, my cum dripping down his lips, his chin. I thought the thrill of winning a game or getting high was tough to beat, but nothing, nothing compared to the way he and I came together.

Then he grabbed my jersey from the bench, took a long inhale, and swiped it across his face. That move was just as hot as everything else we shared.

"Dirty is right," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "I came, hands-free, in my jock. And you, Kay, are the reason why."

More cum leaked out of my dick. I slid down until my ass hit the floor, too fucked out to move.

"Mad," I whispered as I stared at him. "I?—"

My phone buzzed.

"Shit. That's Dane. Fuck, he's been waiting for me in the hallway all this time."

"Sounds like he's getting impatient. You better get going."

"I wonder if he heard us?"

"Doubtful," Maddox shrugged. "But still, that's kinda hot."

"Mad," I warned.

"At least you don't have swollen lips and beard burn." Maddox let out a dirty chuckle. "Well, not as much as me."

"Fuck."

"What? Dane already knows."

"Yeah, but he's not exactly rooting for us at this point."

"Not yet," Maddox smirked.

I leaned over and gave him a kiss. "I gotta hit the showers."

"I'd join you, but then we'll never leave," he replied. "Come to my room tonight. We'll study, order pizza, then wreck my bed."

I wanted to be there right now.

"Can I stay?"

"Overnight?"

"You don't have a roommate. And yeah, I wanna stay. All night."

I was gonna run right back to my dorm and find that dildo I'd ordered. We'd waited long enough, and I was ready for all the fucking.

Maddox rubbed his jaw. "But what if your roommate notices and starts asking where you've been all night?"

I waved that off.

"Pfft. Please. He doesn't care. He's a total pothead and in his own world."

"A pothead, eh? I might need to meet this guy," Maddox teased. "You can stay. But don't hog the blankets."

"I'd never," I quipped and kissed him again.

"Stop flirting and get your ass moving. Before Dane walks in here."

"Be prepared," I added, standing up, suddenly lightheaded. Between the blow job and that gruelling practice, my body was shot. "He's probably going to want to talk to you. I can't hide for shit."

"I'm ready for it."

I smiled at that, then reached into my stall for my phone and texted Dane a quick ‘ I'll be right out .' Then I headed off to take the fastest scrub down in history. By the time I was leaving the showers, wrapped only in a towel, Maddox was on his way in. He passed me and yanked on the towel, exposing my ass.

"Get out of here before I change my mind," Maddox warned, eyeing me up with a heated intensity that had my semi turning hard again. "My room. Three hours."

I nodded and started walking away, calling out over my shoulder. "You order the pizza. I'll bring the dildo."

"Now that's the kind of studying I'm down for."

I quickly got dressed and headed out to find Dane standing in the hallway, arms crossed, expression flat.

"Uh, sorry about the delay," I announced, my face heating.

"Too busy sucking face with Maddox?"

There was no point in denying it. "We talked first."

"As long as you know what you're doing."

I nodded and kept walking. The rink was a ghost town. We passed Coach Banning's office and even that was empty.

Dane and I headed out of the sports facility and into the cold December air.

"Kay—" Dane started.

"It's all right, D. Trust me."

Did I trust myself?

Like Maddox, I didn't know anything about being a boyfriend. We were both going to stumble around in this relationship until we found out where the hell it was going.

"You better. If this gets out?—"

"It won't."

Then I thought about what just happened. My first reaction was, Jesus, I want more . My second was, if anyone caught us, we'd be done .

"We talked it out. We're not gonna stop seeing each other, and only each other," I admitted. "He freaked out about the Christmas invite, but that's normal, right? This is all new to us."

Dane stopped walking. I turned to face him.

"What?" I asked.

"So, you guys are like, exclusive or something?"

"Yeah."

Dane shook his head. "That's, uh, wow. Fuck, I need a moment."

I chuckled. "No one's more shocked than me. Well, Maddox is."

"No shit." Dane smiled at me. "I thought he had ice water in his veins. But then I figure, if anyone's going to melt him, it'd be you."

"He's—" I paused, trying to find the words to explain what was happening. It took me a while. "I've never felt this way about anyone. Call it a crush, or obsession, or maybe even l?—"

No way was I going to use the ‘L-word.' I'd fallen for Maddox, but was it infatuation or so much more? I knew the answer. It looked like Dane knew it too, given the way he was staring at me. But saying it out loud was frightening as fuck.

My friend gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "I know what you mean. First time for everything. It's pretty crazy, right?"

"Fuck yeah. It would be awesome if we could be open about it. Not hide."

"Are you really prepared for that? Me and Jackson have been talking about it for months. I'm ready, I know I am, but I freeze up when we're actually in public. I hate that I'm still scared, and I feel like shit for letting him down."

Then I thought about what it would be like to hold Maddox's hand while we walked around campus. To kiss him whenever and wherever. There'd be stares and comments for sure. Not everyone was accepting.

"You're not letting him down, you're coming out when you feel it's right," I reassured my friend. "And maybe I'm na?ve. Telling my family I'm bi is one thing, but everyone else? That's a whole different thing."

"I've gotta say it," Dane added. "The one person you should tell is Coach."

"What? No. He'll kick me and Mad off the team for sure."

Dane shook his head. "I don't think so. He was cool when I told him I was gay."

"That's different. Jackson's not on our team."

"Even more reason why you should speak up. Think about it," Dane replied. "Better that Coach finds out from you than hearing a rumor or catching you in the act."

The high I was riding came crashing back down to earth. Dane had a point.

"I'll think about it," I muttered.

"And don't fuck around in the locker room," Dane quipped. "While it's hot as hell, you're more than likely going to be found out."

I couldn't help but smile. "Totally worth it."