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PUCKING MY ROOMMATE HOMOPHOBIC MILLER
CHAPTER 84"I’M OVER HERE! RAPH! PASS THE FUCKING PUCK!" Marcus screamed, his skates spraying a wall of ice against the boards.Raphael didn't even turn his head. He snapped a dirty, blind backhand pass straight across the ice, landing it flat on Marcus’s stick."OH MY GOD, THAT WAS DISGUSTING!" Marcus bellowed, burying a shot straight into the top right corner. "RAPHAEL THORNE, YOU FILTHY ANIMAL! GOD, I LOVE YOU!""Keep dreaming, Marcus, you’re not my type!" Raphael barked back jokingly, gliding backward past the blue line with a dark grin."Ouch! You wound me!" Marcus clutched his chest, dramatically stumbling into the circle. "Captain, tell your husband to please accept my love!""Focus up, Marcus, or Coach is gonna make you skate laps till you puke," Liam called out, tapping his stick against the ice, trying to force his voice to sound steady while his chest pounded. Marcus just jokingly called Raphael his husband and he didn't know if everyone thought the same."Alright, reset! T
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE Oh shit... I'm gay
CHAPTER 833:14 AM.The red numbers on the nightstand digital clock cast little rays into the darkness, and Liam was four seconds away from exploding from overthinking.He was flat on his back, staring at the ceiling, trying to convince his lungs to breathe normally. Next to him—literally ten feet away across a tiny patch of hardwood—Raphael was breathing deeply. Sleeping like a fucking baby.How? How the hell is he sleeping right now?Liam’s brain was a live wire, sparking and short-circuiting in the dark. It wouldn't turn off. He had been playing the last twenty four hours on an endless, agonizing loop until his eyes burned and his head throbbed.Raphael’s hands on his hips. The locker room. Raphael’s mouth on his neck. His own fingers wrapped around Raphael’s cock. The slick, sickening heat of it. Marcus knocking on the fucking door. Marcus sitting at the counter. Raphael’s hand inside his shorts, stroking him while Marcus babbled about whatever.Fuck.Liam shoved his face into his
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE The fear of Marcus
Chapter 82Raphael’s palm cupped Liam’s semi-soft length through his thin boxer briefs, his thumb dragging firmly over the swollen head.Liam’s eyes went wide. His hand flew to the edge of the granite counter, his knuckles turning pure white as his fingers dug into the stone."Right, Liam?" Marcus asked, completely oblivious, taking a massive bite of pizza. "You think Coach is gonna start us on the first line?""Y-yeah," Liam squeaked out, his voice cracking horribly on the single syllable.Raphael didn't even look at Liam. He leaned back in his stool, looking casually at Marcus, while his hand under the table deliberately dragged Liam’s cock free from the fabric of his underwear. The cool air hit Liam’s sensitive skin for a split second before Raphael’s hot, dry palm wrapped entirely around his dick.Holy fuck.Raphael gave a slow, firm, punishing stroke from base to tip.A sharp gasp nearly escaped Liam’s lips. He slammed his mouth shut, biting down on the inside of his cheek so har
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE Put your cock away!
CHAPTER 81Raphael’s hips were already twitching, rolling forward to sink into Liam’s open mouth, when a sound shattered the moment.BANG! BANG! BANG!"YO! CAPTAIN! RAPH! OPEN UP!"Marcus’s booming voice echoed straight through the wood of the front door, rattling the thin drywall of the apartment.Shit! Shut! Shit!Liam’s brain completely short-circuited. He immediately started panicking, instantly wiping out the heavy, hazy lust that was clawing at him seconds ago. He didn't just pull back—he practically threw himself backward across the mattress, his elbows slipping on the sheets as he scrambled madly away from Raphael’s wet, leaking cock.Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!"I brought pizza to apologize!" Marcus bellowed from the hallway, hammering on the door again. "Come on, I know you guys are in there! Raph’s car is parked outside!"Liam frantically wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his pulse hammering against his eardrums so hard he felt nauseous. His mind was screaming in
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE Please, can I fuck your mouth?
Chapter 80“It was a fucking sexy request.”The words were still hanging in the air when Raphael’s fist tightened around his cock and started moving his hand in a rhythm. A low, rough groan rolled out of his chest as his eyes dragged over Liam’s half-naked body, cum-streaked stomach, the dazed but hungry look on his face.“Do you know how fucking sexy you look when you say shit like that?” Raphael’s voice was already fraying at the edges. His hand worked in long, steady strokes, the head of his cock disappearing into his fist and reappearing shiny with precum. “When you look at my cock with that much fucking lust? Fuuuck—”He bit the word of, hips giving a small, involuntary thrust into his own grip.“It’s like you fucking adore it. Like you want my cock in your mouth so bad you can already taste it. Fuck, Liam. I want my cock in your mouth, pretty boy. I want to fuck that pretty mouth until you’re choking on it. Then I want to flip you over and fuck your ass. Would you let me? Would
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE Can I watch you stroke yourself?
Chapter 79Reality settled over him in heavy layers.He had just come by a man’s mouth.Raphael’s mouth.His roommate. His teammate. The guy who had been driving him insane for months now.Liam’s face burned. He turned his head slightly toward the pillow, staring at nothing, while his mind spun in circles. I let him suck me off. I came on his face. I moaned like that. I begged and now I’m lying here with my cock out and his spit still drying on me and I—He swallowed hard. The panic was there, sharp and real, but underneath it was something quieter and far more confusing: he didn’t want to take it back.Raphael was still kneeling between his legs, watching him with those dark, steady eyes. After a moment he shifted, wiping the last of Liam’s cum from his cheek with the back of his hand before resting both palms lightly on Liam’s thighs.“Hey,” he said, voice low. “You went quiet on me.”Liam’s throat worked. He couldn’t quite meet Raphael’s gaze yet.Raphael’s thumbs stroked once ove
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE CHAPTER 5- Go on...tell me how much you hate this....
The bass thumped through the walls of The Icehouse, the team’s favorite upscale club downtown. Neon blue and white lights pulsed across the crowded dance floor, reflecting off glass tables and mirrored columns like shards of ice. The Wolves had reserved the entire VIP section — bottle service flowi
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE CHAPTER 4- Does he own a fucking shirt?
The arena lights hummed overhead as the team took the ice for morning practice. The cold air bit at Liam’s exposed skin, but he welcomed it. it sharpened his focus. He skated out first, stick tapping against the ice, calling out positions for the warm-up drills. Captain’s job. Always had been.Raph
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE CHAPTER 3 - Hands on training
Liam’s eyes snapped open at 4:07 AM, the same time his internal alarm had gone off for years. The room was still dark, the city outside the window quiet except for the occasional distant hum of traffic. He lay there for a few seconds, staring at the ceiling, before the weight of the new realit
PUCKING MY ROOMMATE CHAPTER 2- The enemy in my room
Liam paced the length of his apartment like an animal on heat, the city lights glittering mockingly through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The victory high from last night had curdled into something sour and heavy in his chest. Every time he closed his eyes, he heard Raphael’s voice, low, mocking, f
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