Chapter 28 DIEGO Even though it’s only a scrimmage game today, my body is still coursing with all the adrenaline and excitement of the real thing as I pull on my pads and skates, and re-tape my stick just the way I like it....
Chapter 10 DIEGO Hi, I hope you don’t mind me reaching out. I host a hockey podcast and I’d love to have you on to talk about your injury, your personal life, anything you’re up for… I hope you’re doing well,...
Chapter 9 CALLAN The smell of grilling salmon fills my nose, but the only thing I can taste is the lingering flavor of Diego’s cock in the back of my throat. I groan quietly to myself and subtly reach down to adjust my aching erection in my shorts,...
Chapter 25 DIEGO “Damn, this place is nice. You’re not looking for a roommate, are you?” Fender asks, stepping into my living room with a case of beer under his arm. “Why are you always acting like you can’t afford to live alone?...
Chapter 22 DIEGO My laughter echoes in the stairway as Callan curses behind me, catching the door just before it swings closed in his face. Slapshot is still panting like he’s the one who just sprinted half a block and is now racing up the stairs instead of being carried like a football under my...