“I did.”
Of course he did, because he’d come prepared. Reece wasn’t here to play ball with everyone. He was here for Nick. For both of their pleasure. Nothing anyone said would make Nick believe otherwise.
Reece’s bag was by the bed, easily accessible, though Nick had to move Reece with him when he leaned over because Reece was clinging to him tightly. Nick couldn’t even part from him when he finally got his fingers lubed and started working them into him, one at a time.
“Take these—off,” Reece said, moving his feet until he managed to hook his toes into Nick’s shorts and start pushing them down. They wouldn’t go far thanks to the angle, and Nick just laughed, two fingers reaching deep, and hitting a spot inside Reece that had him going boneless.
His legs hit the bed, breath hitching, a too-loud moan starting to tear out of his throat. Nick was forced to muffle it witha hand over Reece’s mouth, because it was drawn out as Nick teased his fingers along that spot.
“Too loud, Kitten,” Nick breathed, his shorts wet from his own leaking dick. He added a third finger to stretch Reece further, eyes longing to see Reece taking his fingers, to see his cock twitching and leaking even more.
But he couldn’t look away from Reece’s face. Those blue eyes rolled back, Nick’s hand covering his mouth. So flushed. Silky hair a mess all around his head, so long now that the longest layers reached his shoulders.
Three fingers was as far as Nick could make it before his own desperation had him tugging them out, freeing his cock, and fucking into Reece with one long thrust. His hand remained over Reece’s mouth, but he was too damn loud even with Nick muffling his moans.
It was like sliding into his own personal heaven. Tight. Hot. Wet. So sweet. Nick had been ignoring the very pressing need between his legs until now, and just getting inside Reece was nearly enough to send him over the edge.
Reece too, because he was crying and moaning under Nick’s hand, and his weeping cock was jolting, hole clenching tighter around Nick in tandem with it.
He was too close. Nick knew if he moved even a fraction, Reece would come, but he didn’t expect his dick throbbing inside Reece to be enough to make him fall. It was such a slow but intense onslaught, Reece’s hips rolling like they were riding waves of sheer bliss. Slow grinds accompanying every single convulsion, each one coming stronger, lasting longer.
Nick could only curse and keep himself still, because it felt too fucking good. He didn’t need to move. Reece falling apart around his dick waseverythinghe could possibly need. If he did move, he was done for. Hell, maybe he was done for if he didn’t move, because Reece was doing more than enough. Hedidn’t want to come, not when they’d barely gotten started, but that slick spasming pressure around him and Reece’s blissed-out expression was doing him in anyway.
He was already coming before he bothered to move, but hoped that he acted quickly enough that Reece wouldn’t notice. It was almost too much. Nick snapped his hips fast and hard as he came. He didn’t realize that he’d become the louder of the two somewhere along the way. The relief he felt with his release was beyond any semblance of explanation or comprehension, so he just couldn’t help himself.
Reece’s hand fumbled to cover Nick’s mouth, only for his trembling fingers to end up slipping past his lips. It did help because Nick closed his mouth around them, slowing his thrusts but still grinding in deep until his balls were empty. Dazed as Nick, maybe even more, Reece’s arm fell, fingers leaving Nick’s mouth on the way. It plopped on the bed, and Nick stayed buried deep as he removed his hand from Reece’s mouth, but his breathing was already calming. Nick rolled over onto his side, taking Reece with him, of course. He’d barely snuggled up to Nick before he was asleep, and Nick didn’t bother pulling out or worrying about cleaning them up. They could do that in the morning.
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Chapter 19 - Reece
Reece heard someone calling him. Heard an alarm going off with a steadybrrr brrr brrr.But the first thing he actually registered as he roused wasNick.
He was wet, more with cum than lube. He was warm, Nick’s body heat enveloping Reece wholly. Their arms were tucked around one another, legs tangled. Smiling, Reece let out a soft sigh and brushed his lips along Nick’s neck.
“Wake up, Nicky,” he said, rolling on top of Nick to reach over and silence the alarm. Nick stirred, shifting and stretching his long limbs, hands going straight for Reece’s ass even though Nick wasn’t properly awake yet. “Careful, we’re a mess.”
“Mornin’,” Nick grumbled, squeezing Reece’s ass before letting go. “Was dreamin’.”
“About what?” Reece blurted out, his excitement and curiosity getting the better of him.
Nick hesitated, smiling and slowly peeling his eyes open so Reece could appreciate how deep blue they were. Reece was melting and sighing until Nick said, “I was smokin’ your ass on the court.”
Reece scoffed and smacked Nick on the arm as he got off him and out of bed. “You’re lying. That didn’t happen even in your dreams.”
Nick might’ve been a hundred times better than Reece and maybe Reece didn’t stand a true chance against him, especially not now that Nick was better than ever and Reece was out of practice—so much slower than he used to be. But that didn’t mean that Reece wouldn’t do his very best to keep Nick entertained.
The training camp was nothing like any basketball camp Reece had ever been to. Not only were all the players elite, but the facility itself was private. Windowless with an underground entrance. Outside was a courtyard within the building, ensuring no paparazzi or random people could spy on any player’s progress.
Even on the weekend, their schedule was packed. Breakfast didn’t come before Nick and Declan were checked over by the team. Alex explained that their meals were catered to their exact nutritional needs. Alex’s role was not as a player, but a genius coach-in-training assisting all the elite coaches in perfecting their player’s performances. Most of all, Declan.
Nick and Declan weren’t the only projected first round picks wandering around the facility. Reece couldn’t help feeling out of place even though Alex was the one to invite him. Even Nick’s agent, Donovan Luck, was there, and Reece had never met the man despite knowing about him representing Nick all throughout college.
They ate breakfast outside together, the guys catching Reece up on everything.
“Nick’s on restricted participation. His stock can’t go any higher and his only focus here is refinement,” Alex was saying, never hesitating to give Reece all the details.
“You mean doctors and no fuckin’ burgers and barely any games.”
