Chapter: DO THEY KNOW YOU'RE FUCKING YOUR CAPTAIN?Chapter 140Raphael swung his gear bag over his shoulder, his boots crunching on the dirty, slushy ice of the arena parking lot. Liam was walking right beside him, hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets, the cold air turning their breath into cute little white clouds."I'm telling you, the third-period line shift was garbage," Raphael grunted, bumping his shoulder lightly against Liam's. "Marcus was gassed. You had to cover his back door twice.""Marcus was fine," Liam replied, a faint, lazy smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "He just needs to stop eating burritos before morning skate.""It's a medical hazard—" Raphael started saying before he stopped dead in his tracks. His jaw dropped. He aggressively slapped his hands against his coat pockets, then his pants, a look of pure, unadulterated horror washing over his face. "No. No, no, no."Liam stopped a few paces ahead, turning around with a raised eyebrow. "What?""My tape!" Raphael gasped, clutching his chest like he’d ju
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-22
Chapter: WE'RE OKAYChapter 139 They walked back down the dark hallway, the floorboards cold under their bare feet. When they stepped back into the bedroom, Raphael stopped. He looked at his own empty bed across the room, then over at Liam’s. After everything that had just spilled out in the kitchen—after the awkwardness, the secret, and the weird, hysterical laugh about bread—that six-foot gap between their mattresses looked completely absurd and definitely not needed. Liam pulled his blanket back and climbed in, propping himself up against his pillow. He looked over at Raphael, who was just standing there in the middle of the floor, staring at his own bare feet like he was afraid to move. Raphael swallowed hard, his throat tight. "Can I..." Raphael started, his voice barely a breath in the quiet room. He looked up, meeting Liam’s eyes. "Can I lie with you tonight? Please?" Liam didn't say a word. He just shifted over toward the wall, lifting the corner of the heavy duvet as response. Raphael didn
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-20
Chapter: ALEX KISSED ME!!!CHAPTER 138The clock on the microwave down the hall chimed 2:00 AM.Raphael was lying flat on his back on his bed, staring up at the shadows on the ceiling. Across the room, separated by almost six feet of cold hardwood floor, Liam was tossing and turning on his own bed. Every groan of the mattress springs, every heavy, frustrated exhale from Liam felt like a wire wrapping tighter around Raphael’s chest.He’s awake, Raphael thought, his hands clenching into the sheets. He’s exhausted, he’s miserable, and it’s all because of me.Liam let out a sudden, loud groan of pure frustration. He kicked his blanket off, swung his legs over the side of the mattress, and stood up. Without looking across the room, he walked out into the dark hallway, his heavy bare feet slapping against the floorboards.Raphael stared at the empty bed. The silence in the room hit him like a physical weight, heavier than before.I can't take this, Raphael thought, panic rising fast and hot in his throat. God, I can
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-20
Chapter: RAPH... STOP HOVERINGChapter 137The key turned in the lock, and the heavy front door swung open.The silence inside the apartment hit Raphael like a physical punch. It smelled like stale coffee, cold air, and that cheap, suffocating body spray Alex had been wearing. It made Raphael’s stomach turn inside out.Liam stepped in first, dropping his gym bag by the entryway bench. His eyes swept over the living room—the crumpled throw blanket on the couch, the empty glass on the side table, the absolute scene he just let Liam walk into.Panic flared hot in Raphael’s chest.Don't look at it, Raphael thought, his heart hammering against his ribs. God, please don't look at that couch."I—I know the place is still a mess," Raphael stammered, his voice sounding entirely too loud. He kicked off his boots, tripping over his own laces. "I didn't clean it up yet. I was... after you didn't come back last night, I couldn't sleep. I couldn't even think straight, Liam. I was just sitting here staring at the door. I'm so fu
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-20
Chapter: ARE YOU COMING HOME TONIGHT?CHAPTER 136Raphael stared down at the black rubber mats under his boots, his fingers totally numb as he yanked his laces loose. His chest just felt... hollow. Like a cave. And it wasn't from the two hours of getting skated into the ice.Practice was brutal. Total agony.Every single drill, every line rush, Liam just erased him. Completely deleted him. When they lined up for 2-on-1s, Liam didn't even hesitate—he just slid right beside Marcus. Didn't look at Raphael once. During powerplay reps, Raphael called for a drop pass, loud enough for the whole fucking rink to hear. Liam held the puck, turned his back, and flipped it clear across to Miller.He's not even mad, Raphael thought, the realization sitting in his throat like broken glass. He’s just done. He’s completely shut the door, and I’m standing outside in the dark.It hurt worse than getting checked into the boards at full speed. He felt invisible. A ghost wearing a jersey.He didn't stick around to hear the locker room noise
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-19
Chapter: THE COLD SHOULDERCHAPTER 135"And I'm telling you, girls don't like that shit, Marc," Liam was saying, a genuine, throat-deep laugh spilling out of him as he pushed open the heavy double doors into the arena locker room. He had a large iced coffee in one hand, his gear bag slung over his shoulder, looking more rested than he had in weeks. "You were bugging her like a fucking creep. It was pathetic.""It's called being caring and present! Playing the long game." Marcus argued, grinning as he followed right on his heels, dropping his own bag with a heavy thud onto the wooden bench. "And when I stop dropping all those numerous texts, my abscense will be felt! That's how you play the game cap!"Liam laughed again, shaking his head as he stepped toward his stall—and then his eyes hit the corner bench.The smile died on Liam’s face so fast it was like someone had sucked all the air straight out of the room.Raphael was sitting in his stall, still in his gray sweatpants, his skates sitting unlaced on the flo
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-19
Chapter: HORNY FOR MY HOSTAGEChapter 1Hernandez stood in the center of the basement and watched his men finish the last knot on his captive.Lopez sat rigid in the heavy wooden chair, wrists bound tight behind the backrest, ankles lashed to the front legs so his thighs were forced wide. The position left him open, exposed, every shift of muscle visible beneath the torn remains of his shirt. Concrete walls swallowed sound. A single bare bulb swung gently overhead, throwing long shadows. The air was cold and damp, carrying the faint metallic tang of old blood and rust.The underlings stepped back. Hernandez gave a single nod and they filed out without a word. The heavy door shut. The lock turned. Silence settled in the room.Hernandez circled the chair once, slow, hands in the pockets of his dark trousers. He stopped in front of Lopez and looked down at him the way a man looks at a problem he already knows how to solve.“Your father has been busy,” Hernandez said. His voice was low, almost conversational. “Pushin
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-21
Chapter: MY FUCKING TATTOO SESSIONChapter 5I was already hard when he locked the door.Kai didn’t say anything at first. He just looked at me, then reached out and pulled my shirt up over my head. His hands landed on my chest right away, thumbs brushing over both nipples at the same time. I sucked in a breath.“Sensitive again,” he muttered, and did it harder.My cock twitched inside my jeans. He kept rubbing slow circles, watching my face, until both nipples were tight and I was making small sounds without meaning to.“Ah—fuck—”He leaned in and kissed me. Not soft. Open-mouthed, tongue sliding against mine, one hand still working a nipple while the other dropped to the front of my jeans and squeezed. I groaned into his mouth. He kissed me deeper, biting my bottom lip, then moved down to my neck, sucking hard enough that I knew it would show later.“Kai—”“Quiet. Let me.”He pushed me back until my ass hit the edge of the table. Then he went after my other nipple with his mouth—hot, wet, teeth scraping just enough.
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-21
Chapter: Suck me in 69 positionChapter 4Kai walked out, looked straight at the front of my jeans, and nodded toward the private room. No greeting. I followed. Door shut. Lock clicked. The sound went straight to my dick.“Shirt off. Underwear off. We’re doing the thigh.”I stripped without arguing. Shirt first, then the briefs. My cock sprang free, already wet at the tip. Kai’s eyes dropped and stayed there.“Worse every time,” he mused.“Yeah.”He pointed at the table. “Lie down. Right leg open.”I got on the vinyl, shifted so my right thigh was exposed. Cool air hit everything. I was completely bare and didn’t care. Kai snapped on gloves, rolled closer, and put one hand on my hip. The other wrapped around my cock like it was automatic now.He gave me three slow strokes, thumb dragging over the head, spreading the precome.“Same rule,” he said. “You don’t come until I say.”I nodded, already breathing harder.He let go, picked up the machine, and started on the upper thigh. The needle burned deep. His free hand st
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-19
Chapter: YOU'RE DRIPPING ALL OVER MEChapter 3Two weeks felt like a joke.I got there early again, sat in the waiting area, and already felt half hard just from the smell of the shop. Every time the door in the back opened my stomach tightened. I kept telling myself it would be different this time, that I’d keep it together, that last session was just a one-off reaction.It was a lie and I knew it.Kai stepped out and looked at me longer than he needed to. No small talk. Just a short nod toward the private room. I followed. Door shut. Lock clicked. My pulse jumped fucking hard.“Shirt off.” he said simply.I pulled it over my head. He watched the whole time. When I was standing there in just the briefs he let his eyes drop straight to the front of them and stay there for a second.“Already?” he said, a ghost if a smirk on his face.My face went hot. “Yeah.”He didn’t smile visibly. He just pointed at the table. “Lie down. We’re doing the heavy shading on the chest and side today. Then the hip.”I got on the table. The v
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Chapter: THE CALM BEFORE FUCKINGChapter 2Then he adjusted properly and kept working, but the damage was done. Every pass of the needle after that felt connected to the lingering ghost of that touch. My nipple stayed tight and oversensitive. I could still feel exactly where his thumb had been.Halfway down the ribs the pain mixed with something worse. His forearm was braced across my stomach now, heavy and warm. The vibration traveled through bone and muscle and landed low in my gut. My cock pulsed in time with the machine. The wet spot on my briefs was spreading.Kai’s voice cut through the buzz. “You’re tensing. Breathe.”I exhaled shakily. His hand shifted lower on my side, holding the skin taut for a long curve. The new position put his wrist directly against the side of my erection. Not pressing hard—just resting there, solid and unavoidable.He didn’t move it away.My hips wanted to push up. I locked them down so hard my thighs shook. Sweat gathered at my temples. Every pass of the needle sent another pulse of
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-17
Chapter: MY TATTOO ARTIST FUCKS MEChapter 1I showed up ten minutes early and immediately regretted it. Sitting in that small waiting area with the low music and the sharp green-soap smell only gave my brain more time to spiral.This is fine. It’s just a tattoo. You’ve wanted this piece for months. You’re not going to get hard over some guy’s hands on you. You’re not fifteen.Except I already felt half-aware of my own body in a way that wasn’t helpful. The design on my phone looked bigger every time I opened it— it was a tiger spanning from right chest, down the ribs, over the hip, ending high on the thigh. A lot of skin. A lot of necessary touching.Kai stepped out from the back, wiping his hands. Tall, dark hair pulled back, black gloves already on. He looked calm. Professional. The exact opposite of the quiet panic starting to build under my ribs.“You ready?”“Yeah,” I said, and followed him into the private room.The door shut. Locked. Privacy. Necessary. Still made my stomach tighten.“Shirt off. Underwear stay
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