LOGINTHEO"If it isn't my favorite couple. What do we have here?" Richard called out, smiling wide from ear to ear, approaching Chloe and me as we had just alighted from our car. My mother stood glued by his side, trying to catch as much of my attention as she could, but she shouldn't bother. I wasn't willing to give her the slightest bit of my attention."Chloe's dad… why isn't he here?" I asked, wanting to get this trip started so the whole mess could burn down along with almost everything else.I had no game for now. The season was over. What was left were a few weeks of training with the boys. And now I was stuck with Hunter."Hunter." Richard called out. I froze for a moment, worried I had let my thoughts speak his name way too loud."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud," I apologized. I wasn't sorry, but I couldn't afford to tick Richard off."No… Hunter. He's here." Ice shot straight to my veins. I turned my head so fast it was like I had whiplash. Of course. Hunter stood
HUNTER.He would throw a fit when he finds out, but until then I’d let him have his fun. I could see the rage through his eyes, the annoyed huffing coming from him as he yanked off the fucking towel, tossing it towards the bed before sinking back into the covers, one arm placed over his eyes to probably help stop his stewing thoughts, the second hand slayed over his belly, his soft cock limp, resting on his thigh… shit.I inched closer to the screen, pulling down my own briefs in the house, licking my lips, my eyes glued to the CCTV footage.Theo’s abs were more cut now, more profound. He looked deadly similar to a fucking model. He looked so fine, it made me drool. Even now, his cock sat heavy and proud.It was so much fun watching him. I’d half expected him to do a clean sweep of cameras in his room and either hide or matter-of-factly ignore them.I’d watched the entire scene between him and Jamal, and I hated how old he was talking like he wasn’t hooked or attracted to me, like he
THEO.I could still taste his cum, could still feel it filling up my throat. My jaw still hurt from how hard he fucking squeezed, almost fucking snapped it. The buzz of adrenaline running through me. I glanced down at my cock, standing proudly again… shit. Didn’t I nut like twenty minutes ago or something? Why on earth was my cock so eager? It had refused to get into any action over the year.In fact, the only release I got was from my hand, and only when I pictured pounding into Hunter’s ass. Sometimes it was me being pinned down, forced to take his cock dry, so it could fucking ring while I moaned and begged him for more…The doorbell to my house rang, causing me to squeeze through my nose in discomfort. I needed all the time I could get to wrap my head around what’s happening or what might happen before I run into that bloody bastard again. Fuck… and now I’ve got to fucking tend to someone again.I wrapped the towel around my torso as I stepped out of the shower, spending my sweet
THEO.I promised not to break, not to fucking falter. I’d sworn not to falter or crack, to keep things so fucking professional. I was better than this… right? Right?I shoved my palms into his chest, pushing him back. He ran his tongue over his lower lip, eyes on mine. He laughed at me, going for my lips like a fucking starved bastard. He kissed me hard, mouth sliding over mine, his warm breath, his taste… I fucking missed this. But no… I couldn’t be this weak. I shoved him off again, striking a slap to his cheek.He laughed… full-on laughed in my face, hands going down to unbuckle his belt.“What are you doing… what… what the fuck is wrong with you, Mr. Miller?” I sneered, yet I hadn’t removed my eyes. I watched helplessly as he roughly yanked down his pants and—fuck… shit… My cock swelled in my pants . My eyes glued to his half-hard cock… shit, he pierced it… fuck…With every last bit of self-respect I had, I tore my eyes up to his face, and of course Hunter was grinning widely lik
HUNTER.I let my fingers hover on my keypad, the smirk on my face inching side to side. I contemplated… texting or letting the surprise win out.I could see my picture had been viewed by the teammates, Theo inclusive. I wondered what went on in his mind right now, the thoughts he was having, the bothers and doubts.I had sworn to let it all marinate, after all, I waited three whole years before making a move, I sure could wait one more day. But the minute I’d seen him walk into the restaurant with that clingy bitch he was too blind to notice, how hard she seemed to be wanting his attention, I had watched her the whole year. She’d fooled him into thinking she had not the slightest feeling for him, yet it was all an act, she loved him… or at least wanted him.My private phone rang, a chime settling into it on cue. Reluctantly, I shrugged, picking up my phone, a smile on my face.“Having all the fun yet?” he asked. I’d grown accustomed to Jeremy over the years.I learnt to train with h
THEO.“No… this… this isn’t happening.” I groaned, staggering away from him. He stood there, an amused smile on his face, almost like he was assessing me. No shock, no surprise. I wasn’t stupid enough to think he had run into me by accident. Pretty convenient, a day after day. After three bloody years, after that fucking nutjob had spoken, I’d expected this to happen.I stuck to hope. This would happen. He would come back for me, like a fucking daily mantra I repeated those words… and he’s here. Finally here.“Kotyonok.” Hunter called again, more manly, bolder. I didn’t… I didn’t get it. What the hell had happened? Why was he not saying anything, yet his pitch-dark eyes narrowed down on me in that same menacing manner that had my hackles up, a chill running down my spine, like I knew he would hurt me… but would he? Did I want him to?“I missed you,” he breathed out, one word and I felt my heart racing. I couldn’t move… didn’t move. I stood fixed on the spot. What was I waiting for? I
THEO.Hunter stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, watching me. Hate. Anger. And irritation wiring in his gaze as Ricky dropped his lips on my neck, planting kisses against me. My skin itched. I hated every bit of it. I wasn’t hard or horny. I felt so stupid and insanely courageous. Could be t
HUNTERMy pretty little cockwhore looked really disturbed. The emotions conflicting on his face were the highlight of my day. Getting beat up was worth this shit.“Fuck you, I’m not sucking your cock.” He spat angrily, just like I had expected. It was some sort of dynamic—Theo could lie all he want
THEOShit. Fuuuucccckkkkkkk.“Patch him up a little better,” I grumbled next to the nurse, watching Hunter lie back as she stitched his jaw. She had applied some ointment, bandaged the side of his face, but according to her, the cut on his jaw needed to be stitched fast to prevent a further wound.
HUNTERThe bastard was getting on my nerves. That little pissy fuck was beginning to grate on my nerves. I punched into the bag twice, felt it swing back before landing another blow into the punching bag.I was a hooligan? A trouble he had to watch every spare minute? He dared to lie about not know







