Chapter 30
CHASE HAD THIS FANTASY for years, but he never could have dreamed it would come true.
Tobias Moyer—NHL legend, hockey god, sexy heartthrob—knelt behind him, exploring every part of him he could reach.
When he’d returned home, he hopped in the shower and began prepping himself for the night.
When Tobias arrived, and Chase had checked it was him through his peephole before unlocking the door and running to his bedroom—because even though this was a sex fantasy come true, he still needed to be safe.
He felt ready to explode. It turned out running with a plug in his ass wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be and every movement had him tensing with anticipation.
Now, Tobias took his time, his fingers running over the number on his jersey, tracing the letters of his name before sliding down the straps snuggled against Chase’s ass. Tobias even pulled them away and let them snap back into place, making Chase whimper.
The plug twisted in his hole, and ventured slowly in and out. Tobias spent time playing with him, and Chase was happy to let him.
There was a deep chuckle behind him as the plug made its way all the way out.
“I can’t believe you found a plug shaped like fire,” Tobias said.
“Wait until I put it inside you. Next time.”
“Jesus,” Tobias rasped.
Chase grabbed the condom and lube next to him on the bed and tossed them in Tobias’ direction.
“I need you inside me now,” he begged.
“Anything you want, darling.”
Chase melted. Damn it, this was supposed to be hot, not sweet, but he couldn’t help swooning for his gentle giant.
He could hear Tobias opening the foil packet, the click of the cap on the lube, the groan of Tobias as he slicked himself.
The tip of his cock slid down Chase’s crease, across his taint, then up to his hole, circling and circling, but never entering.
“Get in me, Moyer!” Chase shouted.
“Yes, sir,” he said, and pressure hit Chase’s tight ring, pushing beyond and deeper inside him until Tobias’ hips met his ass.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Tobias croaked.
Chase was ready for him, and he started wiggling his ass until he grinded against Tobias, eliciting moans and making Chase drip from his heavy dick.
“This view, fuck. Seeing my name on you, watching you move against my cock. I want this so bad. I want my name all over you, Chase.”
Chase giggled, but it turned into a moan. “Yeah? Where else do you want your name?”
“Written in my come all over your back. On your jerseys. On your fucking driver’s license. You’re mine.”
This was just the sex talking. It wasn’t a proposal. But damn, how amazing would it be to shed the name Townsend for good. He’d be happy to. He was dying to. He needed it.
“Then fucking take me,” Chase begged.
“Hold on to something.”
It was the only warning he got before Tobias released an all-out assault on his ass. Chase’s hands fumbled in his pillow before he could grab hold of the headboard, keeping his head from slamming into the wood. But Tobias held his hips tightly, protectively. Nothing could hurt him.
“Fuck, yes, just like that, Toby.”
“Yeah? You like that?”
One of Tobias’ hands released Chase’s hip and snapped the strap of his jock, the sting against his ass a pain so sweet it ached.
“Unnnggh, do it again,” Chase begged.
“Shit,” Tobias breathed, not used to being in the driver’s seat but likely enjoying some post-game adrenaline. Chase was happy to take advantage of it.
Tobias snapped the strap again and again. He switched his hands and snapped the other, and then his palm landed on Chase’s ass cheek, the sting lighting a fire in Chase’s blood and making him shout.
Tobias moved his hands to Chase’s shoulders, hanging onto them like handlebars as Tobias grinded into his ass, pushing against his prostate and making Chase’s dick leak with precome, drenching his jockstrap.
Before he knew it, Tobias’ hands traveled under Chase’s arms and he pulled him upright, Chase nestled against his lap. Chase began to bounce on his thick cock, shouting in rhythm with the movement.
“I love you like this, Chase. You’re so fucking perfect. I’m so lucky you’re mine,” Tobias panted next to Chase’s ear, drawing a long moan from him.
Tobias slid one hand down to Chase’s cock, pulling it from his jock, the other lifting his jersey up Chase’s torso until he reached his chin. He tilted it so their lips could meet, so their tongues could tangle, and Chase barrelled toward the finish line.
“Fuck, fuck, I’m gonna come, Tob,” he said, their kiss getting sloppy and wild.
“Yes, baby, come for me. I’m so close.”
With another stroke of Tobias’ hand, Chase yelled through his release, Tobias not slowing for a moment as he milked every drop from Chase.
Chase tensed through his orgasm, and Tobias pummeled his ass until his own release hit him, his body grinding against Chase’s and pushing his cock deeper inside.
Chase wanted the condom gone so Tobias could paint his insides and claim him in the most carnal way.
Tobias’ chest heaved against his back, and they fell against the bed, Tobias cushioning his landing and turning him so they could continue their kisses.
Chase sweated through his jersey, but he didn’t care. He just had the hottest sex of his life, and he didn’t want it to end. He rolled on top of Tobias and kept kissing him until Tobias chuckled against his lips.
“Baby, I need to get this condom off, or we might ruin your jersey.”
“Whatever, I know a guy. I could get a new one,” Chase said between kisses.
Tobias rolled them so he lay on top, caressing Chase’s heated cheek with the pads of his fingers, gazing at Chase like he was his entire world.
Chase was happy to be a part of that, because a much bigger piece of it belonged to Tobias’ family.
Luckily, Chase felt honored to share because he loved them too.
Tobias let go for a moment to remove the condom, tying it off and dropping it over the side of the bed before peering back at Chase.
“I meant it, ya know,” Tobias said.
“That you love me? I know. You said it earlier too. I still can’t believe you said that. I can’t believe you kissed me in front of everyone, and on camera.”
His eyes began to burn at the prickle of tears threatening to slip down his cheeks.
“I wanted to. I needed to. But I wasn’t talking about that part.”
Chase furrowed his brows in confusion. “What then?”
“That I want my name all over you one day. Everywhere.”
Chase’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
“You’re serious? Oh my God. You’re not proposing, are you?”
Tobias chuckled. “No, baby, not yet anyway. But I want to one day. You fit in my life so perfectly. I’d be an idiot to not lock you down as soon as I get the chance.”
Chase huffed a laugh. “You know you’re crazy, right?”
“My brain tells me the same thing sometimes. But I’m mostly crazy about you."
Chase groaned. “Oh man, who knew you could be so cheesy?”
“Speaking of cheesy, there’s one thing I’ve been dying to know,” Tobias said.
“Yeah?”
Chase’s nerves grew as Tobias’ smile widened.
“Which of my posters did you have on your bedroom wall?”
“Noooo,” Chase groaned. “You were supposed to forget my brother said that.”
“Not a chance. Was it the shoot I did in a wet T-shirt for the razor brand?”
Chase grinned. “Nah, it’s an action shot on the ice. Although, I do have a shirtless Cooper Farnsworth poster somewhere in my closet.”
“No way!” Tobias’ voice was shocked, but his eyes were full of amusement as he fell off of Chase, the back of his hand against his forehead like a Victorian maiden falling against a fainting couch. “Say it ain’t so!”
Chase tried to stifle his laughter, but he blew a raspberry as his laughs escaped, and he tackled Tobias to the bed with tickles.
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. You’re the only sexy poster I want, I swear.”
Tobias laughed his ass off, and it warmed Chase’s heart to see him so happy.
As their laughter settled, Chase propped up his head on his hand.
“You did amazing tonight, you know?”
Tobias’ smile softened. “Are you talking about on the ice or in this bed?”
Chase’s smile turned wicked. “Both, but I was talking about on the ice. You really killed it out there.”
Chase spotted the contentment in Tobias as he accepted his words.
“Thanks. I’m not sure I could have done it without you.”
“Psh. Of course, you could have. You’re Tobias fucking Moyer.”
“You know what else I am?” he asked, a child-like playfulness in his voice.
“What?”
“I’m yours.”
Chase smiled and leaned forward to kiss him, climbing on top of Tobias to take what was his.
He could do this forever.
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Morning came way too fast, but Chase couldn’t regret staying up all night with Tobias. Around three in the morning, they figured it would be easier to stay awake rather than to try to get sleep for two hours before they had to be awake for the six a.m. class at Gym Rat Fitness.
Thankfully, it wasn’t a yoga day, so both Tobias and Chase could simply monitor everyone else’s workout.
To Chase, it was worth every yawn. After another round of steamy sex, they’d spent the night talking about anything and everything.
Their hopes, their dreams, their plans for the future.
Their regrets, their mistakes, their memories of the past. They’d left no stone unturned, and Tobias now knew Chase better than anyone else.
Armed with extra large, extra strong coffees, they unlocked the quiet gym together.
Chase wondered how Tobias still had enough energy to walk, since he’d played an entire sixty minutes of hockey the previous night.
While they were in the car, Chase had asked how Tobias managed to stay upright. He had answered succinctly. “I’m running on endorphins from the greatest night of my entire life.”
Chase was officially a goner. A schmoopy mess of a love puddle at the feet of Tobias Moyer. And he couldn’t be happier.
Since they were both running on fumes, they’d entered the gym later than usual, and members were walking in right behind them.