Tough Guy (Game Changers)

by Rachel Reid

  Ryan stood and decided he may as well take his underwear all the way off. Fabian quickly set things up the way he wanted on the bed, plopping a pillow in the middle of the mattress and layering a couple towels on top. “Sorry,” he said. “I know this isn’t super sexy.”

  Ryan was pretty sure Fabian could unclog a drain and be sexy if he was wearing lace underwear and makeup. “Don’t worry. I’m plenty turned on.”

  Fabian smiled over his shoulder. “Good.” He finished his work, then stood in front of Ryan. “Now then.” He tucked his thumbs into the waistband of his lace underwear and slid them down over his slim hips. Ryan would have been dismayed, except without the underwear he could see that Fabian was wearing a black ring around the base of his cock and behind his balls.

  “Holy hell,” Ryan said. Fabian was like one of those presents that you just keep unwrapping. What would Ryan find under the cock ring? A tattoo of his own name?

  “It helps with endurance,” Fabian explained. He glanced down. “I also like how it makes my balls look.”

  “Yeah,” Ryan said hoarsely. “Looks good.”

  Fabian grabbed the bottle of lube that had been on the mattress next to the dildo and handed it to Ryan. “Use plenty. I’ve got more.” He lay on his back with his ass positioned on the pillow. “Start with your fingers,” Fabian instructed. “Have you done this part before?”

  “Uh, yeah. Been a while, but yes.” Ryan poured lube on his fingers and Fabian spread his legs. Fabian’s slender, curved cock was like steel, and his balls looked ready to burst, choked by the silicone ring. Ryan couldn’t stop himself from brushing a fingertip over them.

  “Ahh.” Fabian trembled, and his balls twitched under Ryan’s touch. God, they were so tight. He trailed his fingers down to Fabian’s hole, and began tracing light circles. He was going to take such good care of him. He would worship him the way he deserved, and then he would let him take whatever he wanted.

  * * *

  Fabian was having a fantastic time.

  “Just tease me with the tip for a bit,” he suggested. “Get me loose.”

  Ryan gently nudged his hole with the lubricated tip of the dildo, not quite pushing it inside. He was so obedient and sweet. Fabian wanted to do this for Ryan sometime. He wanted to show him how incredible toys could be, how good it felt to have a vibrator or beads inside you. For now he would have to lead by example.

  “I think the top button makes it vibrate a little. Turn it on,” Fabian instructed. Ryan frowned at the base of the vibrator for a moment, then pressed the correct button. The toy began buzzing gently against Fabian’s hole. “Mm. That’s perfect. Keep it like that for a bit.”

  Fabian stretched his arms over his head and sighed, loving the feeling of utter relaxation that washed over him. After a couple of minutes he said, “You could try a finger now. Lots of lube, okay?”

  “Yeah.” Ryan’s voice sounded strangled, which Fabian loved. He watched with interest as Ryan inserted the tip of one of his strong, thick fingers inside.

  “God, those fingers. That’s so good, Ryan. Open me up.”

  Ryan rolled the vibrating head of the dildo along Fabian’s balls and shaft as he worked him open. Christ, Fabian hadn’t even thought to ask for that. He moaned his approval.

  Fabian had been with lovers who would be telling him how hot and tight his ass was right now, but Ryan only seemed to be able to stare in speechless wonder. Which was perfectly charming in its own way.

  “Want more,” Fabian murmured. “Give me the toy. Turn it off first.”

  He let out a long breath as Ryan gently guided the head of the dildo into Fabian’s ass. Oof. No matter how many times he did this, that first moment of penetration was always exhilarating.

  “Good?” Ryan asked.

  “Divine. Now you can get creative. Turn it, wiggle it, pull it back out. You decide.”

  Ryan’s brows pinched in an expression of deep concentration as he slowly rotated the toy, and then popped the head back out.

  “Oh! Yes. Deeper this time.”

  Ryan did as told, but first he gripped one of Fabian’s thighs in his hand and carefully pushed it back to better expose Fabian’s hole. Fuck, those hands. So strong.

  “More. Deeper.” When the dildo was all the way in, Fabian’s eyes rolled back. “Oh Jesus. That’s good. Is the bendy part that sticks out touching my perineum?”

  “That’s, like, your taint, right?”

  “Yes, cutie.”

  “Yup. It’s there.”

  “Okay. So, I read the manual before you came over. It vibrates at five different speeds, and it also thrusts at three different speeds. So let’s start by going through the vibrator settings, and then we’ll get to thrusting.”

  Ryan pressed the vibration button, and a very low-grade buzz tickled Fabian’s ass. “Okay. Go higher. That feels like nothing.”

  “How about now?”

  “Did you press the button?”

  “Yes.”

  “Press it again. Feels the same.” Fabian drummed his fingers on the mattress, waiting. “Ryan?”

  “I pressed it.”

  Fabian let out an exasperated sigh. “This sucks. Press it again. And I swear to god if—aaah!” Fabian arched off the bed as the toy suddenly rattled like a busted washing machine inside him. “Turn it off! What the fuck! Turn it off!”

  Ryan turned it off, and Fabian could see that he was trying not to laugh.

  Fabian glared at him. “Next time I’m going to stick weird toys in your ass, Giggles.”

  “Seems to go from zero to a hundred in a hurry, huh?”

  He huffed. “I’m almost scared to suggest this, but I suppose we should try the thrusting feature.”

  “You sure?”

  “Yes. But lowest setting only!”

  Ryan nodded, still biting his lip to hold back laughter, and pressed the bottom button.

  “Ow! Fuck! Stop! Take it out!”

  Ryan removed the toy as fast as he could without hurting Fabian. “What did it do?”

  “God, it was, like, pinching the inside of my ass. It was not a good feeling.”

  Ryan frowned at the toy as if he was thinking about punching it, which made Fabian laugh. “Just throw it in the sink.”

  Ryan darted to the bathroom, where he presumably dropped the terrible toy into the sink, and returned to the bed. “So it’s not getting a good review?”

  They both cracked up, laughing until they became tangled in each other on the bed. “Oh god,” Fabian wheezed, “this was supposed to be such a sexy evening.”

  “It’s still sexy,” Ryan assured him, and kissed Fabian’s hair. “Sorry that toy didn’t work right, because I loved watching you take it.”

  “Did you?”

  “Mmhm.” Ryan shifted them so Fabian was flat on his back, Ryan covering him, and kissed him breathless. Ryan’s cock had probably flagged a bit during the sex toy disaster and the laughing fit that followed, but it was like steel now. Fabian pressed his own erection against Ryan’s stomach, letting him know that he was very much still interested in more.

  “I have condoms. If you’d like to fuck me.”

  Ryan froze. “Could I?”

  “No sense in wasting all that prep work,” Fabian said with a wry smile. Then he kissed Ryan’s cheek and whispered. “I have been dying to have that cock in me. So, yes, Ryan. You can fuck me. Please fuck me.”

  Ryan growled and wrapped one of his giant hands around Fabian’s aching cock. When he stroked, Fabian cried out like he’d been electrocuted.

  “God, you’re so hard with that thing on,” Ryan said, one finger tracing the ring of silicone that was wrapped snug around Fabian’s cock and balls. “Can I suck you?”

  “Oh, I suppose,” Fabian said with an exaggerated sigh.

  Ryan’s lips twitched up in a bit of
a smile, and then he slid down to take Fabian into his mouth. It was heavenly, and even more so when Ryan thrust two fingers inside him.

  “Oh, Ryan. Yes. Just like that.”

  Ryan pulled off and said, “Want you to come.”

  “I definitely will. Especially if—aah.” Fabian shuddered when Ryan sucked his tight ball sac into his mouth. “Oh, I love that. Keep going.” Fabian put a hand around his own cock and stroked, loving the triple sensation of having his ass, balls, and cock stimulated.

  “I’m close. Fuck.” God, it was embarrassing how easily Fabian came undone, even with a cock ring, but there was nothing to be done about it. His whole body was trembling with the need for release.

  “Do it,” Ryan commanded, then gave Fabian’s balls another lick. “Let it out.”

  Fabian only had time to whimper before he erupted. His release sprang from his cock in ribbons and landed on his chest and stomach.

  After it was over, he closed his eyes and sank into the pillows. “That was incredible,” he sighed.

  “Are you done?” Ryan asked. He was kneeling between Fabian’s limp thighs, holding his own throbbing erection. “It’s okay if you want to go to sleep.”

  “Oh god no,” Fabian assured him. “I really want your cock in me.” He blew out a breath. “Soon, I mean. Give me a second.”

  “We don’t have to if—”

  Fabian sat up and grabbed Ryan’s face with both hands. “I want to. I’ve possibly never wanted anything more, all right?”

  Ryan smiled. “Okay.”

  Fabian wedged a finger between the silicone ring and his softening cock. “I’m taking this off, though.” He carefully eased it off, then took it to the bathroom to join the dildo in the sink, and gave his chest and stomach a quick wipe.

  “You good?” he asked when he returned to the bedroom.

  “I’m great. Fuck, that was hot.” Ryan was stroking himself, which Fabian liked. He really hoped Ryan could come tonight. He opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a strip of condoms.

  “So,” he asked, “how do you want me?”

  * * *

  Ryan didn’t even know how he wanted Fabian. Every way at once, if he was being honest.

  “I want to see you,” he said. “Maybe...could you be on top?”

  Fabian smiled. “I can definitely be on top. You just made a very wise decision.”

  Ryan kissed him, grateful that Fabian made this so easy. He settled himself on the mattress and waited for Fabian for make the next move.

  But Fabian didn’t budge from where he was kneeling at the end of the bed. “Do you have any idea how hot you are?” Fabian asked.

  Ryan shook his head, which made Fabian glare at him. “I would like to live between these thighs. They are spectacular.” He crawled up the bed until his face was between them. “Right here. This is where I want to build a home.”

  Ryan laughed. “You can thank hockey for that.”

  “Ugh. I guess it’s good for something. Does hockey give you huge, gorgeous balls too?”

  “No,” Ryan gasped as Fabian took one of his balls into his mouth. “That’s just me.”

  Fabian hummed his approval, which made Ryan moan. Fabian sucked his balls and then his cock for a while, and then kissed his way up to Ryan’s mouth.

  Ryan was so ready. He was buzzing everywhere, desperate for release. He was sure he could do it tonight.

  Fabian retrieved the strip of condoms from somewhere on the bed and tore one packet off. He opened it and raised an eyebrow. “Shall I get you dressed?”

  Ryan grinned. “Sure.”

  Fabian slipped the condom over the head of Ryan’s cock and rolled it down the shaft, then grabbed the lube and got to work slicking him up. “When was the last time you came?” Fabian’s tone was casual, as if asking about the weather.

  God, when was it? Ryan had successfully gotten himself off in the shower one morning, but that seemed like ages ago now. “I don’t know. Two weeks? Maybe a little longer?”

  Fabian looked at him with sympathy. “Oh, sweetheart. Let’s see what we can do about that.”

  Ryan just nodded. Please, yes. Let’s do that.

  Fabian lined himself up, then sank down on Ryan’s cock. They both moaned at the same time as Ryan slipped in with very little resistance.

  “Oh, I like this toy,” Fabian purred when Ryan was fully inside him. “You’re so fucking big. It feels amazing.” Ryan noticed that Fabian was almost fully hard again. Unreal.

  He let Fabian take the lead at first, staying as still as possible as Fabian fucked himself on his cock. He didn’t want to hurt him, and he also really enjoyed watching Fabian work himself on him.

  It felt incredible, but if he was going to come, he was going to have to start thrusting.

  “Can I move? Are you okay?” he asked.

  “Yeah, I’m good. Fuck me.”

  Ryan did. He held Fabian’s hips and pounded up into him as Fabian threw his head back and groaned. Ryan was mesmerized by his beauty. How could anything so stunning be on top of him right now? How could Ryan be inside him?

  Oh fuck. Ryan was getting wonderfully close. “Can I—can you get on your back? I think that could work.”

  Fabian’s face lit up. “Hell yes. Let’s get you off.”

  They switched so Fabian was on his back, and he wrapped his legs around Ryan when Ryan entered him again. “Can you come again?” Ryan grunted.

  Fabian began stroking his own cock. “I think so. Keep going.”

  Ryan adjusted his angle, hoping he was skilled enough to target Fabian’s prostate with his thrusts.

  “Right there,” Fabian gasped. “That’s perfect, darling.”

  Ryan smiled, pleased with himself. When was the last time he had smiled during sex? Fabian noticed, and he grinned right back at him.

  “Kiss me,” Fabian whispered. “Please.”

  Ryan slowed his thrusts, then brought his mouth down on Fabian’s. He expected Fabian to greet him with a wild, passionate kiss, but instead it was slow and sweet. Ryan sank into it, his head swimming.

  “You,” Fabian breathed against his lips, “are incredible.”

  Ryan kissed him again, trying to match Fabian’s tenderness. Trying to show him how much all of this meant to him. When he couldn’t hold off any longer, he began to roll his hips, sliding in and out of Fabian in long, slow thrusts.

  “Mm. Don’t stop,” Fabian murmured. “Feels so good.”

  Ryan didn’t want to stop. Every thrust was sending waves of pleasure through him, driving him toward release. Finally, he could feel that pressure at the base of his spine and in his balls that was usually so elusive. “Fuck, I think I might come.”

  “Really? Come on. I’m close too.”

  Ryan lost all semblance of rhythm as he chased his orgasm. It was right there.

  “Can you pull out?” Fabian asked. “I want to see it. I want it all over me.”

  Oh fuck. That did it. Ryan pulled out and ripped the condom off just as he felt the first wondrous pulse of his release. He gasped with relief as strand after strand of come burst out of him, falling all over Fabian’s chest and neck. A second later, Fabian cried out, and an impressive amount of come joined Ryan’s, considering it was Fabian’s second orgasm.

  “Holy fucking god,” Ryan panted as he flopped onto the bed next to Fabian. “Thank you. Fuck, I needed that.”

  Fabian turned his head and smiled at him. “I knew we’d figure it out. That was lovely to watch.”

  They stayed on the bed until their chests stopped heaving, and then they took turns getting cleaned up. When Ryan came out of the bathroom, Fabian patted the mattress beside him. “Come snuggle.”

  Fabian made himself comfortable with his head on Ryan’s chest, then took Ryan’s hand and tangled their fingers together.

&nbs
p; “Thank you,” Ryan said. “For everything tonight. No one has ever put this much effort into...”

  “Seducing you?”

  Ryan huffed. “Yeah. I guess.”

  “Stick with me,” Fabian murmured sleepily, “and you’ll be bewitched, bothered, and bewildered.”

  “Bothered?” Ryan teased, but he was mentally stuck on Fabian’s suggestion of sticking with him.

  “Oh, I can be very annoying,” Fabian said. “Fair warning.”

  Ryan hugged him tighter. “Noted.”

  Ryan realized, as he drifted off to sleep, that he hadn’t thought about his flight in the morning once all evening.

  Chapter Twenty

  “Are you smiling on an airplane, Pricey?”

  Ryan covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to be smoothing his beard. “Nope.”

  Wyatt batted his hand away. “You are! What’s going on?”

  Ryan’s gaze darted around the plane. None of his teammates seemed to be paying any attention to them as they waited for the plane to take off. “Nothing. Just in a good mood.”

  Wyatt eyed him skeptically. “What were you up to last night?”

  Ryan knew his cheeks were heating, but he tried to act cool. “Not much. Hanging out with a...friend.” Damn. He probably shouldn’t have hesitated before saying friend.

  Wyatt beamed. “Holy shit. Did you get lucky, Pricey?”

  Yeah. Really fucking lucky. But all he said was, “Maybe.”

  “And he cured your fear of flying.”

  Ryan snorted. “I’m still terrified. Don’t worry.”

  “Nothing to worry about. We’re going to get through this road trip and get you home safe and sound to your new man.”

  Even the thought of having Fabian to come home to sent a rush of happiness through Ryan.

  “Look at you!” Wyatt said, elbowing him. “You’re glowing! You really like this guy.”

  Ryan shrugged, but he was still smiling. “I do. I like him a lot.”

  An absurd amount, probably, given their short time together. But Ryan couldn’t help his feelings. It was like he’d just been going through the motions of living for the past thirteen years, dragging himself from city to city. Waking up alone in hotel rooms and barely furnished apartments, watching videos of hockey fights, and trying to hide the fact that he was just barely holding himself together at any given moment.