The Freshman Hockey Player

Justin was worried about his roommate Kyle. How would he act toward him after having had a mind-blowing orgasm in the freshman’s talented mouth? Turns out they became closer in a friends-with-benefits kind of thing. Kyle was very enthusiastic to have his cock sucked by his hot roommate multiple times a day. The kid was always packing a load and Justin was happy to get one. Kyle’s cock felt like it was made for his mouth and throat. His cum had such a semi sweet flavor the teen had learned to crave.

The freshman could not believe how he had changed in the last few weeks. He was 100% straight until that amazing night at Blake’s cabin, having the most intense orgasms of his young life. The senior had brought out feelings that Justin never knew he had. Then Kiley had screwed him over and set him up to be raped. ‘That sure backfired on her.’ He grinned at the thought of the two big football studs that had spit roasted him that night.

The sex with the different guys over the last couple of weeks had been great, as he explored his new sexual appetite, but he missed Blake. Somehow the sex was different with him. He had spent very little time with him lately and that made the young stud ache in a way he had never felt before.

He texted Blake again. “Hey.” ‘What was the big stud doing this weekend?’ he thought. ‘For sure he would see him tomorrow at Monday’s practice.’ “You hungry?” asked Kyle as he burst through the door. Justin looked up at him, eyebrows raised and a slight grin. “No dude, not that. Pizza.” He laughed. “But wait, if you are down….” His voice trailed off as the teen dropped to his knees, pulling down his shorts.

As the young athlete made his way across campus, he heard a voice behind him. “Hey fresh, wait up.” Hollered Blake as he jogged up to the winger. “I’ve missed you bro.” Said the senior with a smile, placing his arm around the teen’s shoulder. “Why don’t you come to my place after practice and we can catch up?”

Justin smiled broadly. “That would be great.” He gushed, suddenly catching his emotions and toning it down. Blake smiled back and looked down at the handsome freshman, looking up at him. ‘What was it about this kid, that he felt this need to protect him, to touch him, to hold him? What was this mixture of feelings he felt for the boy? Why did he think about him every day?’ The big man wondered as they walked along the snow-covered sidewalk.

After practice Blake and Justin quickly walked across the frozen campus, shivering in the wind. They arrived at the big brick house, 4 houses down from the jock house and bounded up the stairs to Blake’s small apartment.

Blake turned and helped Justin take off his coat and laid it over the arm of a large chair. “I really did miss you fresh.” The defenseman pulled the young teen into a tight, full body embrace. Their bodies pressed together from their ankles to the sides of their face. They stood holding each other, feeling the warm air breathing on the exposed skin of their necks. He then pulled back slightly and planted his warm lips to the full lips of the smaller stud.

The freshman tilted his head back and moaned into the mouth of the defenseman, softly, yet passionately kissing his red lips. Clothes were peeled off in no time as the make out session became more intense. Blake picked up the athletic boy like he was nothing and carried him to his bedroom. He laid him down softly on the bed and covered him with his muscled body. The muscular senior moved down and took the young studs nipple in his mouth. He pleasured it with his tongue and light nips with his teeth, causing louder moans and whimpers to flow from the gasping boy’s mouth.

Moving slowly in a southerly direction, his square chin was rubbing on the sensitive head of the teen’s enlarged member as he drove his tongue into the boy’s recessed navel. He then opened his mouth and took the hard cock in. He licked the shaft as he slid his mouth lower taking the tool into his throat. The senior began to bob up and down on the cock. He quickly picked up the pace and force. Justin was holding his hands on the bobbing head giving him so much pleasure. The big man was driving the boy’s cock deep in his throat as he slammed his face into the kid’s pubes in each frenzied throat fuck.

“Oh god! I’m cumming!” shrieked the teen. The muscled senior slurped down the first huge blasts but saved the last couple in his mouth. He moved up and placed his cum coated mouth over the still panting mouth of the boy and shared a cum flavored kiss. The two sweaty bodies grinding together, their tongues licking and slurping the shared cum.

Justin broke the kiss and looked up into the big stud’s eyes with lust. “Fuck me please. I need your cock in me now. I can’t wait another second.” Begged the teen as he grasped his toned legs behind the knees and pulled back, exposing his boy pussy to the dripping cock of his muscled teammate.

The freshman grimaced at the insertion, as the big cock pushed its way into his sweat coated pussy. “Damn fresh, I almost forgot how tight and hot your ass is. You feel so fucking good!” Justin just wrapped his arms around the big, muscled torso above him and wrapped his legs around the hips of the man driving into his hole. His heel wedged into the stud’s crack, pushing against his hole with each powerful thrust, helping drive the big cock into him with even greater force.

“Oh fuck yeah. Fuck me with that big cock. Fuck me harder.” Panted the delirious boy. Blake was getting close. His nipples rubbing on the slick chest below him, the heel driving into his rose bud was giving him unexpected pleasurable sensations. The boy’s tight, hot, silky smooth ass was pushing the big stud over the edge. “FUCK, FUCK, OH YEAH! He shouted as he pumped his load into his gasping teammate.

“Damn fresh. Did you cum again?” Justin blushed. “I couldn’t help it. Your big cock just feels so good.” Blake held his hands on each side of the kids cute red face, his thumbs brushing the even redder cheeks. He lifted the wingers head to meet their lips together in another long passionate kiss.

His cock was still buried in the cum filled hole and had hardly started to soften, when the kiss brought it back to full mast. The senior began moving his hips back and forth again in the slick hole. “You ready for round two fresh?” “Hell yeah stud. Give me another load.”

The two teammates sat together on Blake’s couch, his big, muscled arm around the younger stud, the boy’s head nestled against his broad chest.

“Do you remember that jerk Austin? The one who assaulted you?”

“Yeah.” Justin replied sadly.

“That’s where I was last weekend. I collected on his debt for the hotel room damage. I don’t want to tell you too much, but let’s just say he was a truck stop cum dump. I am confident he regrets what he did to you. And given the size of one telephone pole I saw him take up his ass, I’m sure he will be walking funny for a week.” Laughed the senior.

“It wasn’t that bad, bro. I don’t want you to get in trouble. Don’t you think Austin paid his dues in the hotel room the next night?”

“Nobody has the right to touch you like he did. To hurt you. Nobody!” said an angry Blake. “To tell you something else, fresh.” Blake looked down, with tears in his eyes, at the handsome boy in his arms. “I am really sorry I told you to blow that trucker on the way back from the cabin. I didn’t know you then, like I do now. I had no right. I did not even consider your safety. I am so…” Justin put his index finger to the lips of the visibly shaken stud. “It’s ok. Really.” As he pressed his lips against his teammates.

“I may need your help on Saturday, if you are down for it. Coach asked me to do something about Caleb and Hunter. Their spat, fight, issue, whatever it is, is affecting the chemistry of the team.”

* * *

Hunter and Blake sat in the front seats of the Colorado with Justin in the back as they drove North. Blake had told Hunter that he needed his help getting a desk from the cabin for his apartment.

Once at the cabin, the guys were hanging out enjoying a cold beer. Blake was fiddling around with a roll of duct tape, tossing it in the air as they shot the shit.

“Might as well get this thing loaded. The desk is back here in the bedroom.” The boys followed their teammate into the other room.

“Fresh, do you think you could break your wrists apart if they were bound with duct tape?” said Blake casually. “Yeah, I’ve never tried it, but I think so. Why do you ask?”

“Let’s give it a try, in case you’re ever kidnapped.” The big senior laughed. “Put your hands behind your back.” He wrapped one layer around the boy’s wrists, with the kid between him and Hunter. He cut a slit in the tape, out of sight of the other teammate. “Ok, go.” Justin struggled a little per the plan, to make it look difficult and then broke free.

“Holy shit, fresh. You did it. I thought duct tape was supposed to be like handcuffs. Hunter, see if you can do it.”

Hunter downed the last of his beer. “Get me another will ya? Blake’s off on some weird tangent.” He laughed to the freshman.

“Hold your wrists together while I get the duct tape on.” Blake wrapped four layers around the hot stud’s wrists. “Hey, that sounds like more tape than you put on Justin.”

“Yeah it is.” Said Blake as he pushed Hunter backwards onto the bed and landed on top of the surprised studs chest. With his hands taped together behind his back and under him and with the big defenseman sitting on his chest, the hot centerman couldn’t move. Justin appeared and quickly yanked off Hunters shoes and socks. He undid the thrashing boy’s pants and pulled them off along with his underwear.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Yelled a confused Hunter as Justin duct taped his ankles together. Blake took a piece of tape and put it over the yelling teammates mouth. He unbuttoned his shirt and rolled it off the hot jock’s shoulders and down to the taped hands.

They both looked down at the naked and bound hot stud laying on the bed, his eyes wide with hurt and confusion.

“Now look. You and Caleb are fucking up our team with your fight.” Blake began sternly. “You guys were best of friends and now you won’t even talk to each other. I know you said it’s Caleb, but he says it’s you. I think it has something to do with you guys making out when we were fucking Austin. Yeah I saw it. You fuckers are going to get this all straightened out here and now. I’m really sorry for tying you up, but this shit has to end. Do you understand bro?” Blake asked with concern in his eyes. Hunter calming down, nodded his head.

“Listen, Caleb is going to be here in a little bit. He has no idea about any of this. I am only getting you two together, so you can work this out. You had better, because coach has decided to kick two of our best players off the team. I begged him to give me one chance to get you two to agree to a truce, so don’t fuck it up.”

Justin and Blake heard a car pull up. They closed the bedroom door and sat down in the living area, cracking another beer.

Caleb walked in and looked at Justin. “You have a lot more clothes on than the last time I saw you here.” The goalie joked, as the kids face turned crimson.

“Glad you could make it. I appreciate your help. Go get yourself a beer. Hey, can I borrow your Jeep. Like an idiot I forgot to get gas and got here on fumes. I need to go fill up a can at the station by the highway.”

“No problem, I’ll come with you.”

“Dude you just got here. Sit down, have a beer. I’ll take fresh here and we’ll be back before you know it.”

“I am rather thirsty.” Said the goalie as he tossed his keys over and headed to the fridge.

Blake and Justin hopped in the goalies Jeep and drove off down the narrow two track. Caleb cracked the Labatt Blue, looked out the window and watched his teammates drive away. He looked around the living area of the small cabin. As he turned to sit down on the easy chair by the window, he thought he heard a sound coming from the bedroom. He walked closer to the closed bedroom door.

He heard it again. It sounded like a muffled voice. The curious goalie pushed open the door and his mouth dropped open in shock. In front of him was his best friend, naked, laying bound on the bed.

“What the hell?” as he raced over to Hunter and pulled the tape from his mouth. “What are you doing here? Why are you tied up? What the fuck is going on?”

“Coach is going to kick us off the team.” Blurted out the hot stud. “Our issue with each other is fucking up the chemistry of the team and coach said we are done.”

“He can’t get rid of his best center and number one goalie.” Said Caleb with concern.

“Blake begged coach to give him a chance to get us to talk to each other, so he set this up.”

“So you knew about this?” said an instantly pissed Caleb.

“Hell no. You think I would agree to be taped up and stripped naked? Are you fucking nuts?”

“I’m sorry bro. I know you wanted to talk, and I wasn’t ready. I had to get my head straight. I tried to call you on the way up here, to let you know I wanted to talk. I didn’t realize you were all tied up.” He joked.

“Ha ha. Very funny. Let’s talk but get this god damn tape off me.”

“Ah, I think I want to wait on that for just a bit.” Caleb said with a slight grin. “It’s taken me a while to come to terms with this and I want you to listen till I am done. Also you can’t punch me out if you’re tied up.”

“What are you talking about bro? I would never punch you. You mean too much to me.” The hot stud said softly.

“Ok, Hunter, let me get this out.” Caleb let out a long sigh. “The first time you kissed me it was during a crazy fuck session while we were double dicking Justin. I thought it was just a heat-of-the-moment thing, but I felt something. Neither of us brought it up after, so I tried to put it out of my mind.”

“Then it happened the second time. I knew it wasn’t another heat-of-the-moment thing. I wanted it to last longer. I wanted it to happen again. It was all I could think about when we went down to the bar. By the time we got back to the room, all I wanted to do was kiss you. We made out and it was great.”

“Then it took a turn I wasn’t expecting. I know it sounds crazy, but I did not think about going further. When we did the 69 and I lay there with cum in my mouth, I freaked out. I’m not gay!”

“Dude, I’m not…” Caleb cut him off with a raised ‘stop’ hand.

“What I figured out over the last week or so, is that I want to be with you. Not being around you made me very sad, made me physically hurt. I couldn’t sleep. Each time I saw you, even across the rink it gave me this feeling, I can’t explain it. I realized that when we laid tight together, our skin pressed together, our lips pressed together was a feeling I wanted much more of. Even more so when we were, um, ah, you know, sucking each other.”

“I know we are best friends and I desperately do not want to lose that, but I like kissing you and I realize I want more.” Caleb was looking at the wall, tears running down his cheeks. “You probably do not want to hang with me anymore and I understand that. I just care about you too much to keep this feeling from you. I’m sorry, but I can’t make it go away. God knows I’ve tried.”

“Caleb, look at me.” Hunter whispered. “I could have said those exact same words to you. Why do you think I texted you like 10 thousand times since the tournament? I was dying thinking I’d lost you. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t breathe. I finally figured out that I would not feel that strongly about my best friend, that you had to mean more than that to me. Caleb, I love you.” Hunter now had tears as he choked out the words.

Caleb looked down at the handsome stud, both teammates with tears running down their faces as he bent down and took Hunter’s head in his hands and placed his lips against the lips of his best friend. After a long passionate kiss, Caleb sat up and looked at Hunter. “I love you too.”

“I’ve just got two things to say to you. 1, get this god damn tape off me! 2, So I can rip the clothes off that gorgeous body of yours.” Hunter said with a playful smile, flashing his deep dimples and fighting back the emotional shit.

Caleb rolled the athletic stud over on his stomach and ran his hands softly, slowly down his back, over his nice round hockey butt and down the inside of his thighs to the taped ankles.

“You’re killing me bro.” Hunter groaned, straining against his bindings, his cock rock hard.

Caleb peeled off the tape holding the stud’s ankles together. He then reversed the caressing process moving back up the hot stud’s body, causing more moans to escape from Hunter’s full lips.

The goalie bent his head down and began to kiss, lick and then suck the fingers of the bound hands, relishing giving pleasure, measured by the increasing volume of moans and grunts coming from his teammate.

He kicked off his shoes and socks, peeled off his shirt and laid down on top of the handsome kid. He placed his crotch on the still bound hands, behind Hunter’s back and laid his bare chest down on the muscled back of the prone center. The skin-to-skin contact sending jolts through the sensory receptors of the two young studs.

Hunter moved his hands and fingers, massaging the hard cock and balls concealed behind pants and undergarment of the stud on top of him. Caleb was kissing the back of the muscled neck and moved his lips around to the side, licking and sucking as he went.

“Oh yeah. Aaaahhhhhhh.” The hot stud moaned as his teammate’s body pressed down on his naked, still partially bound body, while caressing his neck with soft lips and tongue.

Caleb moved off the moaning stud and slipped out of his pants. He pushed the athletic thighs apart and pulled the heavy sac back to his mouth.

“Oh god! Oh that feels so good. Oh yeah.” The goalie licked and sucked on the full balls, his nose pressed into the lower crack of the hot bound stud. He moved his hands to the muscled globes and began to massage and rub, pressing them up into his face, driving greater verbal appreciation from the prone boy.

Caleb moved his nose up the crack licking along as he went, going higher and higher.

“HOLY SHIT.” Screamed Hunter when the hot tongue hit his rose bud. “HOLY SHIT, OH FUCK, OH FUCK BRO.” As the tongue circled his hole and pressed in over and over. A finger moved up to join the probing tongue in the tight, slick virgin hole. Another finger soon joined in the saliva slickened hole.

“Dude, Fuck me. Put your cock in me.”

“Are you sure man? It might…” “SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FUCK ME!”

“Ok, but we might need a little more lube.” Said a grinning Caleb as he moved over and placed his cock in front of the bound kids face. Hunter immediately took the cock in his mouth and sucked like a man possessed. He than spit the leaking tool out.

“Now get that fucking pole in my ass and fill me with your cum.” The hot boy demanded.

Caleb placed a small pillow under the hips of his teammate and lined his dripping cock up against the toned stud’s pucker. “Yeah, push it in me.” Caleb moved his muscular hips forward and felt his cock head breach the tight hot sphincter.

“AAARRRGGGG.” “Are you ok? Should I stop?” Caleb said with concern. “No. Just give me a minute to adjust to your huge cock.”

Caleb felt the stud push back against his hard phallus, pushing another inch of the tool into his steaming orifice. The goalie took the hint and pushed forward sinking in halfway.

“Fuck, dude. You are so fucking tight.”

“Push it all in bro. Get this part over with.”

Caleb leaned forward and buried his cock into the hot boy pussy of his handsome teammate. He laid down on Hunter’s back again and nipped at the back of his neck, letting the stud get used to the invading rod.

He rotated his hips around moving his cock in the no longer virgin hole causing the stud below to emit a moan from his lips. Caleb lifted his hips off the muscled ass and slid back down, slowly starting the fuck. Hunter moaned again. “Oh yeah, yeah, push it in.”

The goalie picked up the pace. “Oh yeah. Oh yeah, hit that spot again. OH. That’s it. Fuck me like you mean it bitch!”

Caleb pulled his cock all the way out and slammed it back in. “FUCK! FUCK! Oh yeah.” The hot stud on the bottom panted. He pushed in and out harder and harder, his young body’s instincts taking over. Fucking for the need to cum and breed the hot hole giving him so much pleasure.

“I’m gonna cum!”

“Fucking breed my hole!”

Both stud’s stiffened as their young bodies gripped in an intense orgasm. An intensity obtained when fucking someone you have a close, emotional attachment to. Fucking someone you love.

Caleb lay on top, cock still sheathed in the freshly bread hole, both stud’s sweating and panting from the fuck of a lifetime.

“Dude, you ready to untie my hands yet or you gonna fuck me again?” Hunter said weakly.

“Both.”

Caleb ripped the tape off his bud’s wrist and flipped him on his back. He put the muscular legs on his shoulders and drove his cock back into the loosened and cum slickened hole.

“UUuuuunnnnnn. Yeah fill me up again.” Hunter reached up and pinched the hard nipples of the now thrusting goalie.

“Oh yeah. Fuck bro you feel so good. Had I known your ass would be so fucking hot, I would have drilled you a long time ago.”

“Had I known your cock would feel so good in my ass, I would have begged you to. Fuck me harder man. Fucking wreck that ass.”

The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as Caleb pounded into the tight confines of his teammate’s pussy. Hunter continued to work his nipples causing louder and louder moans and grunts to emanate from the goalies parted lips.

Hunter lifted up off the bed and took the boy’s nipple in his mouth and began to suck the sensitive bead.

“Ahhhh Fuck yeah. Suck that tit boy.”

Caleb was now fucking in and out like a mad man. Rubbing his hands all over his sweating buddy, while driving his hard cock as far up into the hot body as he could.

“OH GOD! OH FUCK! I’m cumming!” He cried as he pumped another load in deep.

The goalie lay on top of the centerman panting as he came down from his orgasm. Hunter rolled him off of him and on to his back. He moved over Caleb and began to kiss him, licking the sweat from his lips and then driving his tongue into the kids mouth.

He moved his hips between the goalie’s legs, pushing them apart and began pushing his hips forward. His hard cock pressed into the crack and against the virgin pucker.

He broke the kiss and looked down at his friend. “I want to fuck you. Can I fuck you?”

“I want you to fuck me but take it slow. It looked like it hurt at first, but I fucked the cum out of you the first time, so it must have gotten better.” He looked up at Hunter with a sexy smile.

“Let me grab some lube. I know Blake keeps some in the nightstand.”

Hunter squirted some lube on the virgin hole he was about to stretch. He worked it in with one then two fingers. “God you are tight.”

“Oh god how many fingers to you have up there? Give me a minute to adjust.”

Hunter began to lube up his rigid cock, he wanted it in Caleb’s pussy NOW.

“Lay down on the bed on your back. You are a little too anxious and I want that pole of yours to go in slow.”

Hunter laid down and Caleb straddled his ripped abs. He put his hands on the muscular, hair covered thighs as the goalie reached back and grasped the stud’s drooling cock. He lowered his ass till he could feel the blunt tool pressing on his rose bud.

He pushed down and the lubed head popped past his tight sphincter, producing dual “OH FUCKs” from both boys. Remembering Hunter’s comment about ‘getting this part over with,’ he sat all the way down on the long tool.

“HOLY SHIT! OH MY GOD! Your ass is like a molten vice grip on my cock.”

“Your cock feels way bigger than it looked. God I think it’s going to come out my throat.”

“I thought you were going to take it slow bro. You have the entire thing up your ass and it feels so fucking good.”

“Just give me a minute.” Gasped the goalie. “I’m having a hard time breathing. I think it is pushing the air out of my lungs. How long does it take for the pain to stop?”

Hunter reached up and pinched both nipples on the red-faced goalie. He worked them with his fingers changing the gears in Caleb’s mind.

“Oh you fucker.” The goalie said to the grinning stud.

He lifted his hips up sliding up the hard pole and then back down hard. Wiping the grin from his bud’s face replaced by an open-mouthed loud groan. “AAAAUUUUUHHHHHH. Damn that is so fucking good.”

Caleb was now bouncing up and down on his teammate’s rock-hard cock. His feelings of pain were now replaced by building pleasure as the long cock hit his boy button.

Hunter’s well-toned young legs were lifting him up off the bed to drive his cock into the hot pussy as it came down, adding to the impact of stud slamming into stud. Groans, moans and shouts of ecstasy filled the room from the two lovers as they were lost in frenzied passion.

Hunter grasped Caleb’s bouncing cock and began to pump as he continued to thrust up into the hot channel. His hand was a blur as his head was bent back, mouth gapped open and eyes rolled back in his head. “FUCK!! I’M CUMMING!”

Caleb felt the blasts of hot semen begin to pump into his no longer virgin pussy. He was being bred by his best friend and love of his life. He could feel his mate’s seed pulsing shot after shot. As if connected to the cum being pumped into him, his cock erupted pumping cum out. The first jet landed in an arc from Hunters eyebrow, across his nose and into his still gasping, open mouth. The second landed on his sculpted pec and the rest onto his well-defined abs.

He looked down at the boy who had just bred him and saw the soft, love-filled eyes looking back up at him. Tears began to flow as he bent down and pressed the stud’s lips to his. They kissed tenderly, hands holding faces, running through hair, touching, feeling, loving.

The two lovers lay side by side on the bed in a tender embrace. The tips of their noses touching, staring into each other’s eyes, hands gliding over wet muscular young bodies. They had always been close but thinking they had lost each other just a few hours ago, to now having consummated their love for each other, was this complete euphoric feeling neither had ever had. So much more than sex, it was like the melding of two young bodies and minds had just occurred.

“I never want to get out of this bed. I can’t stop touching you.” Hunter finally said to the tear-stained face of his teammate as he brushed an errant strand of hair from the goalie’s eye.

“I love you Hunter. I love you. I love you.” Said the athletic young goalie choking back soft sobs. “I’m sorry I couldn’t say it before. It’s just that I love you Hunter.”

Hunter looked lovingly at his tough teammate, emotions reducing him to tears. “Stop this shit, bro.” He teased, smiling and flashing his deep dimples. “You are going to make me cry too. My heart is full. I love you too Caleb.” He leaned in and pressed his lips against the salty lips of his hot boyfriend.

“Coach didn’t like us when we were fighting. Think he’ll like us better when we’re fucking?” Said Hunter half joking, then covering his goalie’s lips with another passionate kiss.