Page 25 of Game Misconduct

“Why not? You’re single. I’m single. We’re both half-naked and alone. What have we got to lose?”

Leif blinked. “Um,everything? We are opponents.Rivals, in fact.”

“Dude, if any team here at the tourney is USA’s rival, it’sCanada,” Tanner said, laughing. “You Nordic guys aren’t even on the fuckingradar.”

“Oh, fuck you, Clayton!” Leif pushed Tanner away.

His back hit the opposite wall of the narrow hallway, but it didn’t seem to faze him. Instead, his eyes lit up. “Shit, yeah! I’d love to have you dick me down.” He reached for Leif’s towel, hooking a finger in it and tugging.

“Not what I meant,” Leif said through gritted teeth. He braced his arm against the wall to keep from being pulled closer as he was hit by a memory of their hookup in the alley last summer.

“Itcouldhappen. If you wanted.”

Leif shivered, imagining sliding his dick into Tanner. To let all of this annoyance out. Fuck it was tempting to push Tanner down on the bed, cover his mouth with his palm, and fuck him until he was a shaking, begging mess underneath Leif.

“I don’t want you.”

Tanner snorted. “Then why are you hard? Why do you use every opportunity to get close to me? You don’t like me, Princess, but you fucking want me and you know it. Just admit it already.”

With a sinking feeling, Leif knew it was true. He didn’t have to look down to know that his cock was already pushing at the flimsy barrier of the towel wrapped around his hips.

He hated it. Wanted to deny it. Wanted to shove Tanner away and push him out of his room.

But even if he did, he knew he’d think about him later.

He’d climb into bed after Tanner left and he’d still be hard. He’d close his eyes and even if he tried to push away the thoughts of Tanner, they’d come creeping back.

Eventually, he’d end up with his hand on his cock, choking back Tanner’s name as he shot all over himself.

That was what happened after every game they’d played against each other so far this season. Leif didn’twantto think about him, didn’t want to fantasize about what it would be like to fuck him. But he did anyway.

Every. Damn. Time.

With a groan of frustration, Leif leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Tanner’s. “Shut up,” he muttered. “Just shut up already.”

“Make me,” Tanner taunted.

With a groan, Leif grabbed his jaw and kissed him.

Same as last time, it left him feeling like he’d been zapped by electricity. His heart did this funny little stutter step and then Tanner was all over him. His hands were everywhere, running up and down Leif’s back and then in his hair and frantically pawing at Leif’s towel.

Leif groaned because he wanted to hate this but already it was the opposite of boring. The opposite of a checklist item. It was nothing like drinking a protein shake when Tanner made these needy little noises as if he couldn’t get enough of having Leif’s tongue in his mouth.

Tanner sucked on Leif’s tongue and there was cool air on Leif’s backside when his towel hit the floor. A moment later, Tanner shoved his pajama pants down and pressed their bodies more closely together.

Leif still had one hand on Tanner’s jaw to keep his head in place, and he let go, reaching down to fumble for his hand, pinning his arm up above his head, the bracelets Tanner wore biting into his fingertips as Tanner wriggled against him.

They both groaned when Tanner hitched a leg up on his hip and their cocks slid together, trapped between their bellies, better than last time. Leif’s skin was still a little damp from sweat and there was a bit of slickness from Tanner’s pre-cum. Leif groaned when Tanner got a free hand on his ass, pulling their bodies flush.

Leif boiled with need and he kissed Tanner deeper, muffling the stupid noises he made.

And then Leif wondered if he was trying to say something or tell him to stop and he quickly wrenched his mouth away, worried.

But Tanner’s eyes were closed and he looked kinda blissed out and he was just mumbling nonsensical things about how good he felt.

Relieved, Leif leaned in and kissed him again.

Tanner ran his hands along Leif’s sides and Leif groaned, deep in his throat.