Chapter 19AsherTheoAsher #2
Asher was sleepy. We’d woken up early to catch a bus and spent the last five-and-a-half hours trapped with a bunch of smelly hockey players. His eyes fluttered as he said, “Okay. Just hurry, please.”
“You got it, baby.” I kissed him, tucked him in, then ran as fast as I could to a nearby pharmacy to get an industrial-sized bottle of lube.
I’m a big boy, after all.
Asher
We crushed the Mariners 3 to 0. I scored one and had two assists, but the real star of the game was Quincy.
That dude was everywhere all at once, and we played like we’d been on the same team for years.
Each time one of us had an awesome play, the other would come and celebrate the play with a hug or a fist bump.
I hadn’t felt that comfortable on the ice since I played with the Vipers.
I missed Cody and Rafael. It was a bummer they couldn’t play this summer, but Montier was a Division I school and had put together a pretty grueling summer practice plan.
I needed to text Cody. So much had happened between Theo and me.
I guess I should ask Theo first, but then that would mean possibly telling Theo about Cody and Rafael, which was still a secret.
Jesus being the middleman is hard.
Theo’s face after the game was all smiles, but there was something off about him. I couldn’t pinpoint what it was, and I was terrified that my success would drive a wedge between us. I loved hockey, but he was Theo.
My Theo .
It would break my heart if I had to choose.
Hopefully, it won’t come to that.
We finally made it back to our room. I’d been so excited to get through the damn game so we could have sex, but the tension was making everything awkward.
“What is it?” I asked. “You seem off.”
There were two beds in the room, and Theo sat on the one we’d claimed during our nap. “Nothing’s wrong.”
I walked toward him and lifted his head to meet my gaze. “No more secrets, remember?”
Theo looked down, then nodded. He took a deep breath, his big shoulders rising as he said, “You and Quincy play so well together. It’s like you two can read each other’s minds or something. I’m just a little jealous.”
I was so afraid hockey would drive us apart, and I couldn’t let that happen. “Theo, you’re going to get your shot. I know it.”
“It’s not that,” he stated. “I’m just jealous that he gets to be close to you. He’s so in sync with you, and you guys have a natural chemistry together. I’m just… jealous of him.”
Oh. I hadn’t even told Theo about Quincy being gay, and I couldn’t imagine that making things any better. It wasn’t my place to say anything, so I left the topic of Quincy’s sexuality alone. That was something Quincy could disclose if he chose to.
“Theo, I’ve waited a long time to be with you.
Nothing, and I mean nothing, would ever come between you and me.
Quincy and I have similar playing styles.
We have good chemistry on the ice. He’s also not a douchebag like a lot of the other dudes on the team.
” He chuckled at that. “That’s where it ends.
He’s a teammate. Maybe even a friend, but nothing more. ”
Theo looked up at me with a look that I rarely saw on him. He looked unsure. “Promise?” he asked.
“I promise.”
Theo’s hands slid up my legs, his hands cupping my ass. “Come here, baby.”
He leaned back on the bed, and I took a seat, straddling his lap.
I was so fucking ready. Freshly showered, my body was basically jello after a grueling game. All I wanted to do was lie on the bed and let Theo demolish me.
His hands found my waist as I rutted against him, his length getting harder with each thrust. I slid my shorts over my ass and placed his hands there, releasing a low moan as he kneaded my ass with those big, strong hands.
Theo pulled his gym shorts down, and his cock sprang out.
I reached back and positioned it against my crease as I slid up and down his length.
He let out the sexiest sound, almost like a growl that came from deep in his chest, before kissing me again.
Our tongues danced as his cock became rock solid.
I wanted to feel him inside me. Theo needed to stretch me. Soon.
He pulled me down for a kiss and rolled us over, my back flat against the bed as he enveloped me with his body. He leaned back and whispered, “Get naked. I’ll be right back.” Theo rose to his feet and ripped off his clothes, and I followed suit.
He retrieved the pharmacy bag and pulled out two different bottles. “Lie on your stomach,” he said.
Mmm, with pleasure. I placed a pillow beneath my lower abdomen so my ass was on full display, wiggling it as he approached the bed. I could hear him tearing open the packaging, cursing under his breath when it gave him trouble. I giggled and said over my shoulder, “Need help, babe?”
“I’m good.” A satisfied sigh left his mouth, and, soon, I could feel the liquid being poured on my back. “I’m gonna rub you down, Pretty Boy. Then I want to tongue-fuck that sweet little hole of yours. If you’re feeling up for it, then I’ll try fucking you. Does that sound good?”
“Jesus Christ. More than good.” I couldn’t imagine how intense it would feel to have Theo inside me. I was excited and nervous.
I hope I can take him.
Theo’s hands rubbed along my back, applying pressure in all the right spots. Using the heel of his hands, he kneaded the spots in my shoulders and lower back where I always felt tense. I cried out in response. It was almost painful, but it felt amazing too.
“Baby, you’re so responsive,” he cooed .
Fuck, it was incredible. Theo’s hands were so big, and this wonderful combination of feeling powerless yet completely safe consumed me. He could knock over the wall separating hotel rooms, but I could still sense how careful he was being with me—his touch was protective and tender.
I was almost gasping by the time he started massaging my butt. He rubbed my entire body, from my legs and calves to my feet, and even my arms and hands. An ache I didn’t even know was lingering vanished with each caress—rushing out of me with a speed that left me breathless.
His hands found my butt again, and he spread my cheeks.
I can’t even describe how vulnerable I felt.
I was completely exposed and at his mercy, but it wasn’t scary.
For some reason, it felt liberating. I wanted to give myself to him.
I wanted Theo to mark me, to use my body in a way that let the world know I belonged to him and him alone.
“Asher, if you could see how fucking delicious you look right now.”
I didn’t have a moment to respond before Theo leaned in and teased my hole with his tongue.
I bit the pillow to mute the trembling whimpers leaving my mouth.
I’d been with other guys before, but nobody ever did that for me.
My limbs writhed in ecstasy—hands grasping the bedding as his tongue made me feel things I didn’t even know were possible.
He spread my ass further apart and spit on my hole. That sent me into a frenzy. Why did getting my hole spat on feel amazing? I didn’t know, and I didn’t care.
“Fuck, Theo, give me more of your tongue. Please.”
He did, and his tongue speared my ass, fucking my channel and compelling me to push back, chasing for more.
By that point, Theo was wild. Lapping me up and spitting on my ass while I wailed into a pillow to mute my dirty pleas for more.
“I’m gonna finger this sweet little pussy, baby. Is that okay?”
“Fuck, yes! Please! I want more. I want you inside me, Theo.”
I could sense him grabbing the bottle and tearing open the plastic covering. He must have gotten massage oil and lube.
And we are definitely at the lube phase of the evening.
I turned around, feeling relieved when I saw the massive bottle of lube he purchased.
Smart boy.
He squeezed the bottle above my asshole, and then rubbed it along my rim, teasing my opening before inserting a finger.
“Oh, my God, Theo. Fuck, I need you so bad.”
He started fucking me with this finger, and I could feel him almost hitting the sensitive region inside me. “Theo, curl your finger down a bit.”
He did, and I fucking slammed my hand against the backboard, a thunderous crashing sound filling the room. My legs shook as he pulsed his finger over my prostate, and my hand trembled against the headboard, creating a continuous tapping sound against the wall.
“Baby, grab the pillow. Someone’s gonna call the front desk.”
I shoved my face into the pillow, almost sobbing with an uncontrollable pleasure that bordered on too much.
The feeling would throb at the spot where Theo pulsed his finger, then radiate throughout my body.
I was a babbling, whimpering mess, screaming the filthiest things imaginable into that pillow .
“Another one, Theo. Put another finger in me.”
The first finger slowly slid out just before two fingers penetrated me. I wasn’t whimpering anymore—I was heaving. I pushed back, wanting him to fuck me with his fingers. I could feel them sliding in and out of me—opening me up and getting me ready for that enormous cock.
He fucked me with two fingers for a while before asking, “Are you ready for me?”
Jesus Christ, was I ever. “Please,” was all I could say.
I could hear him squirting more lube, and I looked over my shoulder to see his thick cock glistening as he pumped more lube on it and stroked himself.
The sight of it made my mouth water. “Theo. Fuck me. Fuck my ass with that big fat cock. I want it.”
His gaze met mine, his eyes looking wild. I loved how turned on he was for me. We were both so aroused. The passion filled the room like an intoxicating mist, making me heady and gasping for breath.
Theo pulled my hips back to put me on all fours, my ass up and ready for him. I needed to watch. I wanted to see that big cock disappear inside me. I craned my neck to watch as Theo gripped his dick and lined it up with my hole.
“If it’s too much, just say so,” he said.
I nodded. It wouldn’t be too much. I could feel how badly I wanted it. My ass could take a bar stool with how fucking turned on I was in that moment.
Theo pushed forward.
Okay, maybe I was a little overzealous with the bar stool comparison.
JESUS CHRIST, it fucking hurt!
I hissed at the pain, and Theo took notice. “Sorry, I can stop.”
“No!” I didn’t mean to scream it, but it just came out that way. “I’m okay. Just… go very, very slowly. “
Theo pushed again, and the pressure was almost unbearable. I thought he might rip me in half until his cockhead finally breached the first ring of muscle. We both gasped at the same time.
“Fuck you feel so good, Asher. Fuck.”
“Let me do it for a second,” I replied. With both hands gripping the headboard, I took a breath and slowly pushed myself back.
Theo’s length traveled deeper until I finally felt his pubic hair against my ass.
I was so happy my back was facing him because I could only imagine what my face looked like.
My eyes were the size of flying saucers.
I probably looked like I might scream at any moment, but I didn’t.
His cock was so big it rendered me speechless.
We stayed still for a moment, my hole flexing around him, getting looser the longer he stayed inside me.
Soon, the pain left, and it felt amazing again. I’d never felt so full. Theo’s cock was fully within me, and I hummed in satisfaction. I started thrusting back, fucking myself on his dick.
“Asher! Oh, my God, you feel so good. It’s so good, baby. You’re fucking incredible.”
His thrusts met mine and, soon, he was pounding into me. He hit every spot—spots I didn’t even know existed. The deeper he went, the better it felt. His hips slammed against my ass, making smacking sounds that made it all feel so raw and wrong and wonderful.
His thrusting grew faster, and I loved it. I bit into the pillow, trying to muffle the deep, guttural moans that were leaving my mouth. My hand found my dick, and I started jerking myself off.
“Theo, I’m gonna come soon,” I whimpered.
“Fuck, baby, come for me. I want us to come at the same time.”
I stroked with frenzy as he pounded me harder and harder. It was so much. So intense. It was better than anything I’d ever experienced. The pleasure welled at the root of my dick and traveled up. I came on the bed, crying out as my dick pumped out streams of cum.
“I’m gonna come,” Theo hollered.
“Come in my ass, Theo. Come in my fucking ass.” I knew he did when he covered his mouth and screamed into his hand as he gave me three hard thrusts. His body shook as he pumped his cum inside me. I was his. He marked me—just like I wanted.
Theo draped his body over mine, kissing my back and shoulders.
We both were panting, speechless by the intensity of it all. Soon, Theo softened and slid out of me, then pulled me into his warm embrace.
Our bodies were hot and wet with sweat. My body was caked with cum from lying in my release, and my heart still felt like a physical force that might rupture my chest.
Theo whispered in my ear, “That was the best sex of my life.”
I turned to face him, smiling as he looked at me. “Theo…” I wanted to say the words. I wanted to say, “I love you,” so much, but I didn’t want to scare him away. Instead, I settled on, “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”
He looked taken aback by that—in a good way. He peppered me with kisses and then hopped off the bed. “Time for a shower.” He lifted me off the bed, and I squealed in response.
He’s so damn strong.
We showered together, stroking each other’s cocks and kissing while the soothing warm water cascaded over us.
Once we were dried off and lying in bed together, Theo said, “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, too.”
It was the happiest moment of my life.