Page 46 of Game Misconduct

Leif stripped back the sheets, set out lube and condoms, then paced the room while he waited for Tanner to arrive. Why had he asked Tanner to wait? What else did he really have to do? Except, you know, have a mild panic attack about the fact that he had agreed to this weird hookup situation with a guy he didn’t like.

The knot in Leif’s stomach grew until he felt like he’d explode, and he jumped when there was a quiet rap on his door.

He hurried over to answer it, yanking Tanner inside before peeking his head out of the door to check around. Thankfully, the hallway was empty.

After he closed and locked the door behind him, he turned to face Tanner.

He was wearing those same ripped pajama pants as he had the other night along with a stupid Harriers hoodie and a dumb smile.

“You do know that if anyone was actually out there, you would have looked way more fucking suspicious doing that, right?” Tanner said with a laugh.

“Oh, shut up,” Leif muttered because Tanner was probably right but never in a million years would he admit that aloud.

Tanner just smirked like he knew what Leif was thinking.

Leif grabbed the front of his hoodie and yanked him close.

“Oh, hi there, Princess,” Tanner said happily as he put his arms around Leif’s waist, and then they were kissing. After a minute, he drew back. “Oh, hey, before we get in the shower and I forget, can I plug in my phone? I still don’t have a working cable and my wonky one only charges half the time.”

“Sure,” Leif said with a sigh. “Why not?”

After the shower, Leif’s knees were weak as he staggered out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. He felt flushed and dizzy when he sat on the end of the bed.

Tanner sauntered by naked and snickered. “Told you I was good at eating ass.”

“Shutup,” Leif muttered again because how was he supposed to think of a clever comeback when Tanner’d had his tongue in his hole ten minutes ago.

First it had been gentle soapy fingers dragging along his crack and then Tanner had dropped to his knees and gone to town.

Leif had wound up with his hot cheek pressed against the wall, hand on his cock, twitching and shaking through his release.

He’d pulled it together enough after to haul Tanner to his feet and stroke his cock until he came across Leif’s thighs. But he still worried Tanner was always outdoing him in the sex department.

“Hey,” he said, grabbing Tanner around the waist. “I bet I can make you come again tonight.”

Tanner raised an eyebrow. He looked kind of strange at the moment. His hair was wet and combed back off his forehead. Without his curls, he looked really different. More serious.

Leif didn’t like it.

“You think so, huh?” Tanner asked.

“Yeah,” Leif said with a cocky grin he didn’t really feel. “What do you say?”

“Babe,” Tanner said with a laugh. “YouknowI am always up for more.”

And that was part of the damn problem, Leif realized, his smile falling. How was he supposed to keep up with a guy like Tanner? Or compete with the experience he had?

How was he supposed to bebetterthan all the rest of the people Tanner had hooked up with? How could he?

Leif forced some confidence into his voice. “I’ll suck you off so good you pass out.”

“Fuck yes,” Tanner said. He flung his wet towel away and tugged at Leif. “C’mon. Let me see what you’ve got.”

Leif allowed himself to be toppled onto the sheets and ignored the itchy, nagging voice in his head that said it was gross that Tanner left the towel on the floor.

Whatever, he’d get fresh ones tomorrow anyway.

He manhandled Tanner onto his back and shouldered his way between his thighs.