But it was mainly lust. He wanted Cade so badly his mouth watered. His hands were burning with need, wanting so desperately to touch Cade’s naked skin, he almost moaned out loud from it. Cade’s eyes were glittering, his hair was rumpled and he smelt of sweat. All of it made something primal and ferocious come out in Kyle, some need to mark him, some need to have him.
Their eyes met and perhaps some of Kyle’s need came across to Cade because he froze, looking at Kyle. They stared at each other and Kyle felt his cock throbbing in his shorts and he almost reached for Cade, instead balling his fist into his thigh.
Cade’s gaze moved to his fist and when he looked back up, his eyes were dark, hot, and blazing. Kyle swallowed, a tiny rush of air escaping his lips. He stood and made his way carefully to the showers, his heart pounding in excitement, so hard he was leaking.
He could feel Cade’s eyes on him as he moved away, but he didn’t glance back, knowing it was dangerous, knowing he was just inches away from publicly kissing him. He stepped into the showers in relief, turning the water on ice-cold.
It was like being dunked and shocked all at once. He gasped. It helped almost immediately, cooling his senses, his erection dying away. He stood under the freezing water for a few minutes and then soaped up, feeling calmer.
But there was also a thrumming excitement in his veins. Something was going to happen tonight. He had seen it in Cade’s eyes.
***
The way back was nothing short of torture. He made sure not to sit next to Cade, but he could feel Cade’s eyes watching him, dazzling and sexy. Cade was still laughing and celebrating, but there was an intensity about him that Kyle could see - an intensity that made Kyle’s skin burn just a little from want.
They went up in the elevator with the rest of the teammates and Kyle studiously avoided Cade’s gaze, instead comforting Randy on the penalty miss. He wondered if he was making any sense at all, because he was hardly paying any attention to the conversation.
Aiden, Perry, Cade and Kyle exited the elevator together, making their way to the end of the hallway where their rooms were facing each other. Kyle’s heart was pounding so hard, he wondered if anyone could hear.
They all hugged goodnight and Cade was the one who opened the door. As soon as Kyle stepped in, Cade shut the door behind him and pressed Kyle up against it.
Cade’s mouth was on him before the door even clicked shut, hard and fast and hot. Kyle moaned instantly, unable to stop himself, his hands fisting in Cade’s shirt. Cade’s kisses were different tonight, a hint of desperation which Kyle had never sensed before. The knowledge that Cade wanted him made his head swim in pleasure.
Still kissing, they moved clumsily to Cade’s bed and fell in, Kyle lying half on top of him. Kyle pressed his cock against Cade’s thigh, moaning at the sensation. Cade moved his head back, breaking the kiss and nipped Kyle’s lower lip.
Kyle leaned in, trying to kiss him again, but Cade’s mouth moved to Kyle’s neck. Well, this was an acceptable alternative. He felt his body growing weak at Cade’s tongue lapping the sensitive skin under his jaw. He shivered.
“Please,” he whispered, already going crazy.
Cade’s hand went to his hair, tugging Kyle’s head up and they kissed again, tongues licking hotly into each other’s mouth, the kiss sloppy and rough.
Kyle slipped his fingers under Cade’s shirt and tugged. Cade broke the kiss again, then allowed Kyle to pull it over his head. Kyle took off his shirt, too, their bare, ripped torsos swimming in the sheet.
Kyle was going mad, grinding hard into Cade’s thigh. Cade was panting and kissing him, but he was still in control and suddenly Kyle wanted to break Cade of that, wanted to make him beg, wanted to mark him all over.
It was Kyle’s mouth that went travelling now. He kissed down Cade’s chest with purpose, finding his nipples and licking it. Cade seemed to be surprised by the sensation and he arched his back, inhaling sharply. Kyle smiled against Cade’s chest, confidence growing.
In all things, Cade had the upper hand. He was the one who held all the cards, who had all the control, because Kyle had been in love with him for years. But in this, in the bedroom, Kyle was the one with experience. Kyle knew what to do with a man’s body and he knew what he could do with his mouth.
He licked and kissed down Cade’s stomach. Cade’s belly jumped under his, tensing.
Kyle moved up, kissing Cade gently on the mouth. He slipped his hand down to Cade’s shorts. “Can I?”
Cade nodded, but his eyes were nervous. He swallowed hard and it made Kyle smile. Kyle kissed him again slowly, sucking on Cade’s lower lip. He pushed the shorts down with his hands, though it was made a little awkward by the position.
“Up,” he said against Cade’s lips. Obediently, Cade lifted his hips and Kyle pushed them down. Kyle broke the kiss, sliding down on the bed. He pulled the shorts off completely, leaving Cade only in his underwear. He could see Cade’s erection now, the wet spot of precum shimmering in the dim light against the white cotton.
It made Kyle’s mouth water and his cock throb. Intent, he moved back up to Cade’s mouth, kissing him slowly, drawing out the moment. Cade was breathing very harshly, but he was still in control. And Kyle was determined to put a stop to that.
The problem was that he himself was losing control a little at Cade’s body. He hadn’t seen so much of Cade’s nudity in a long time and it was driving him crazy. The new diet had made Cade lean and hard, muscles rippling everywhere and it took Kyle’s breath away.
His hand slid slowly down Cade’s stomach and when he finally closed it around Cade’s cock, touching him through the underwear, Cade sighed. Kyle felt a rush of triumph through his veins and kissed Cade harder, tongue running over Cade’s lower lip.
Cade nipped his in response and Kyle smiled. He couldn’t take much more of this, but he was willing to try. It was Cade’s first time with a guy and he wanted him to never forget it.
He pushed Cade’s underwear down and this time Cade needed no prompting, lifting his hips for Kyle to slide them down. Kyle moved away from Cade’s mouth, removing the underwear and tossing them aside. He paused and looked at Cade, flushed, chest heaving.
He was utterly naked and glorious. Every inch of his skin was glistening with sweat from their exertions, his abs shining, his biceps tensed as he fisted the sheets. His lips were wet, reddened, swollen and parted, drawing in deep breaths, eyes dark and intense as they looked at Kyle.
Cade flushed deeper as Kyle looked boldly over him, but he didn’t drop his gaze. Kyle looked at Cade’s cock. He’d always known Cade was big - it wasn’t that hard to miss in the locker room - but this was definitely bigger than Kyle imagined.
Moaning, he leaned down, licking at the underside of Cade’s cock. Cade inhaled sharply, then moved upwards, dislodging Kyle’s mouth. Confused, Kyle looked at him, but realized that Cade was just moving into a half-sitting position so he could watch.
Kyle crawled up a little, settling in between Cade’s spread thighs, powerful and rippling. He felt he’d never be luckier than this, to have this moment, to have Cade at his mercy, Cade looking at him with desperation and need and want in his eyes, his cock hard for Kyle and only Kyle.
It made Kyle feel almost drunk with pleasure. He leaned down and took Cade’s cock in his mouth, sucking gently. Cade made a tiny sound, but didn’t do anything else. Kyle held his gaze as he slowly bobbed his head once, tongue licking as he did so.
Cade was watching, mesmerized. Kyle’s one hand was bracing himself up, holding Cade’s thigh as leverage, the other gently rubbing Cade’s balls, coaxing sensation out of him. Cade’s eyes fluttered shut as Kyle took him all the way into his throat..
Kyle’s gag reflex had always been very controllable and it was what made him so good at this. He started bobbing his head slowly, deep throating Cade with every stroke. Cade was panting now but he still hadn’t begged or made a sound.
Kyle sucked harder, drooling now, his spit mixing with t
he wetness from Cade’s cock and running down his chin and Cade’s balls. But he didn’t care, because he needed Cade to break, needed him to acknowledge that he was desperate, needed to hear something from Cade’s mouth.
The sounds filling the room were obscene, slurping and sucking mingling only with Cade’s panting breaths, but it made the scene even hotter. Kyle couldn’t stand silent sex. Unable to help himself, he slipped a hand down his own shorts, stroking his throbbing dick.
He was so close he was going to cum with just a few more strokes. In sync to his own hand movements, he started bobbing his head faster, licking and sucking at Cade’s cock frantically, desperately. Cade’s hand was now in his head and he started bucking up into Kyle’s mouth.
Kyle’s jaw was aching, but it didn’t matter, because he was so close now, so close. And as he looked up at Cade, Cade moaned and Kyle came.
He groaned around Cade’s cock as he shot hot semen onto the sheets, his cock throbbing and pulsing in pleasure. Cade’s hand was pulling at Kyle’s hair painfully, but Kyle didn’t care because it was so good, Cade’s cock in his mouth and his hand milking his own.
The vibrations of Kyle’s groan around Cade’s cock must have put Cade over the edge because he was gasping and bucking up into Kyle’s mouth even more desperately. Kyle was tired, but he sucked hard at Cade’s cock now, bobbing frantically, using his hand to slide wetly up Cade’s slick cock.
Cade moaned again and Kyle felt a surge of pleasure rush through him. He met Cade’s eyes and Cade gasped, “Fuck, Kyle. Yes.”
It made Kyle forget his fatigue, forget the ache in his jaws. He was drooling hard, allowing Cade to face-fuck him hard into his throat. “Kyle, I’m coming,” Cade finally cried, grasping fistfuls of Kyle’s hair, but Kyle held Cade’s hips firmly, still bobbing.
Cade’s cock pulsed in Kyle’s mouth and Kyle felt it like it was his own orgasm, like he was cuming too. The cum was too much for Kyle to swallow and it dripped out of the corners of his mouth, smearing his face and coating Cade’s cock. Kyle kept licking and sucking as Cade moaned, still bucking gently up.
When Cade was truly done, when he collapsed back, eyes closed, chest heaving, Kyle let Cade’s cock slip out of his mouth. He felt emotion swell as he looked at Cade now, still breathing hard. He waited until Cade’s eyes opened. He looked drowsy.
“Come here, you have-” Cade mumbled, reaching for Kyle.
Kyle went willingly, letting Cade rub the cum off his face. He felt a surge of tenderness for this sleepy man, this man who had come to mean so much to him, who was everything to Kyle, second only to his own son.
Cade pulled him gently down and they kissed, sweaty and sticky, mouths lazily moving against each other. “That was incredible,” Cade breathed.
Kyle smiled. “I’ll do that for you every day if you want.”
Cade mouth quirked. “Why do I feel like there’s a catch?”
Kyle laughed, their mouths still brushing. “There is. You’ll have to still be my something.”
Cade smiled, nuzzling Kyle. “Deal.”
They kissed again for a few long, slow minutes, enjoying their afterglow. After a while, they moved to Kyle’s bed, which still had dry sheets. They fell asleep quickly, legs tangled, arms touching, mouths close.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The night before Cade’s birthday, Kyle was in a fever of anticipation. He didn’t know why he was always more excited about Cade’s birthday than Cade himself was. As far as Kyle could remember, he’d always been the one counting down to his best friend’s birthday, but Cade seemed either blissfully unaware or just mostly amused at Kyle’s enthusiasm.
Cade didn’t often celebrate his birthdays. He was low-key about most things in life, but this was one of the things that baffled Kyle. So Kyle took it upon himself to make every single one of Cade’s birthdays special. And for Cade, special was the small things. He didn’t like big to-dos, preferring instead to spend time with his loved ones and enjoying life’s small pleasures. And so Kyle always tried to tone down his natural tendencies towards exuberance, trying instead to give him a quietly happy day.
During the last World Cup, he’d gotten Cade a very expensive watch and generously allowed Cade to kick his ass at Mario Kart all night. He was pretty sure Cade had enjoyed the latter more than the former.
Kyle never worried about getting Cade a good gift because Cade just didn’t care - he accepted everything with a smile and later couldn’t even identify who’d given him what. So usually Kyle got his assistant to buy something suitably expensive and instead tried to make the day special in different ways.
But things were different this time around. Now they were… well, something, and you couldn’t just throw an expensive gift at a person you were making out with, could you?
Kyle had come to the Championship with the same mindset he’d always had and, tucked in his suitcase, was a pricey boring gift. He didn’t even know what it was this time because his assistant had packed it for him.
But whatever it was, it wouldn’t do. Because what the hell do you buy your something? The only things Cade truly wanted were things money couldn’t buy, so surely Kyle didn’t have to worry, right?
But he'd been feeling a nervous excitement in the pit of his stomach all day. Lost in thought, he caught Cade looking at him, smiling drowsily in amusement, but he just grinned back.
“You’re going to be so old.”
Cade rolled his eyes. “Just a year older than you.”
Kyle widened his eyes earnestly. “So old.”
Cade didn’t respond. He was lying on his stomach, already drowsing and ready to fall asleep. He was only awake because Kyle had determinedly kept talking, ignoring Cade’s unsubtle comments about being sleepy.
Kyle watched Cade’s eyes flutter shut again and, from his perch on his own bed, sang happily, “Cade!”
Cade’s eyes snapped open. He looked irritated and rolled on his back, groaning. “Kyle, let me sleep. I don’t care about midnight birthday wishes.”
Kyle grinned. “Come on. It’s just another forty-five minutes! What kind of an idiot falls asleep less than one hour before their birthday?”
Cade had covered his face with a pillow. He hated sleeping with the lights on and it was one of their constant fights, though this time Kyle had tried to be as considerate as possible. “A person who wants to sleep,” he said, voice muffled and indistinct.
Kyle waved his hand dismissively, not caring that Cade couldn’t see. “I know you’re old, but I mean - come on.”
“I’m warning you-”
Oblivious, Kyle continued absently, looking at his phone, “I know you’re practically a grandpa now but-”
It was like a small tornado hit him. Cade had leaped from his bed with such speed, one would never have suspected he was two minutes away from snoozing. He knocked Kyle down flat on his bed, tossing the phone back on his own bed and straddled him.
Kyle looked staggered and slightly winded. He seemed speechless for a second, then started laughing.
“What the hell are you doing?” Kyle said, still grinning.
Cade’s expression was grim. “I’m going to make you pay.”
Kyle felt stirrings of arousal now. “For what? Keeping you up or calling you-”
Cade’s eyes were sharp. “If you have any sense of personal safety, you won’t finish that sentence.”
Kyle’s grin was mischievous. Innocently, he said, “What? You mean you don’t want me to call you-”
“Kyle.”
“-old?”
Cade’s hands grabbed both of Kyle’s and slammed them down by his head. Kyle kept still, riveted and very, very aroused now. Cade’s eyes were flashing with anger, but Kyle didn’t care because he could distinctly feel Cade’s throbbing erection against his thigh.
Cade leaned down so his mouth was just a breath away from Kyle’s. He waited for a moment, just staying out of reach, his warm breath wafting on Kyle’s slightly parted lips. His eyes were dark, h
ot. It was so hot Kyle felt his own cock begin to leak in anticipation.
“Take it back,” Cade said, voice low.
Kyle’s head wasn’t as oriented as it had been at the beginning of the conversation, but he was still determined not to give in. It wasn’t Cade’s birthday yet.
“No,” he said, his voice still fairly strong, though slightly hoarse.
Cade closed the gap between them, rubbing his lips against Kyle’s lightly. Kyle sighed against his mouth, straining to get more, but Cade kept tantalizingly out of reach. He leaned back and said, “Take it back.”
Kyle’s eyes opened a second later than it should have as if it took real effort. He took a deep breath, struggling to get in control of himself. “No,” he choked out.
Cade’s eyes were glittering, his cheeks flushed. If Kyle hadn’t felt that erection pulsing against him, he would have given in, but he knew Cade was fighting it too. That made this somehow hotter than a simple kiss could.
Cade was considering him, a slight smile on his lips. Kyle didn’t know if he should be frightened, because there was something positively devious in Cade’s eyes. Then Cade leaned in and kissed Kyle full on the mouth, sucking lightly on Kyle’s lower lip.
Surprised, Kyle’s lips parted on a breath, but he immediately kissed Cade back, eyes sliding shut. The atmosphere was already charged, but Cade’s tongue in Kyle’s mouth made it a billion times hotter. Cade’s hands were still holding his down and although Kyle could have struggled, he enjoyed the slight sense of helplessness, Cade being in charge.
It made his skin heat up faster than it normally would. He found himself gasping into Cade’s mouth and arching his head up for more, more, more. Cade’s fingers tightened warningly, and Kyle understood this for the command it was and, whining, subsided a little.
All his senses were filled with Cade; their fingers touching, their mouths clinging and rubbing, their bodies pressed hard together. Cade’s scent was everywhere, his mouth hot and wet against. Kyle, restless, squirmed against Cade, desperate for Cade to stop kissing him already and get on with it.
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