Leap of faith

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Title: Leap of faith
Characters/pairing: Phil Kessel/Matt Hunwick; Zdeno Chara
Rating: NC-17
Time: November 2008
Summary: While waiting on Chara, Kessel is blindsided.
Disclaimer: Fictional story, written only for entertainment purposes.

Phil Kessel couldn't help but wonder sometimes if it was possible to die of horniness.  That was the problem with being a goddam boy toy. You didn't get played with nearly enough. Zdeno was just too distracted or too married or too damn busy to fuck him as often as Kessel wanted. Not even close.  Be careful what you wish for...   Life had been a hell of a lot easier when it was just him and Savvy. Marc was almost as randy as him, willing to fuck almost anywhere, at any time. It was like Phil had tapped into some hidden gold mine, a vein that was more than willing to pour out its riches whenever he so much as looked at it. But now... now, Savvy and Vladdie were a couple, even if Vladimir was stuck in Providence, and that was that. Period, end of story.     Three other gay/bisexual guys on this team and they all gotta be fuckin' faithful. Dammit.   So he waited on Chara's pleasure. And, he had to admit, sometimes that was the thrill of it. Waiting, hoping, yearning, wanting... wanting his captain to order him onto his knees, onto his back, open your legs, Phil, scream for me, Kes, come for me, c'mon, come for me... being fuckin' dominated, such a fuckin' turn-on that was... damn, I need it tonight. Bad.    So he'd looked for Chara in the locker room after the game, given him the imploring eyes, his best puppy-dog oh-please face he could muster, and Zee couldn't help but laugh and nod. "Later," he said aloud, an apparent non sequitor amongst the chatter of the locker room, and Phil had grinned and shivered as the anticpation started to build in the pit of his stomach. Later. Oh, fuck yeah. Later. That means tonight. And then Matt Hunwick had asked him if he wanted to play video games back at the hotel, and Phil had started to say no, and then he looked at the rookie, saw the hopeful look, remembered what it was like, and said, "sure." It would be a while before Zee made it back to their room. Normally he'd strip, lie on the bed, touch himself (but not too much), doze and wait, but he could forego that for once. Matt was a rookie and undoubtedly lonely and kind of lost and it was important to make him feel wanted. Phil had the time to spare. So they played. Matt laughed, winning every game easily, and Phil smiled, glad to see him happy. He knew the young defenseman was frustrated, sitting in the press box for most games, feeling left out. Nothing worse than being left out. He could relate to that. "Hah! Gotcha!" Matt cried, scoring yet another goal. Phil grinned automatically, most of his mind drifting away, thinking of Chara. The sound of him, his low voice growling in his ear... the sheer weight of him, the power, the size... hot fucking damn. Kessel shifted, dimly aware that his cock was starting to swell, trying to turn his attention back to the TV screen... he blinked. The game was on pause. Matt was looking at him. Curious, Phil turned to look at the rookie defenseman.  Matt wasn't looking back at him. He was staring, his eyes widening, face rapidly turning from white to pink to red. "K-kes?" he faltered, glancing down at his teammate's tenting crotch. He jerked his eyes away then, dropping the game controls, his hands shaking.  "Matt?" Kessel was stunned. He and Hunwick had spent plenty of time together, he thought, all the way back to the World Juniors in 2005, through a couple of training camps with the Bruins. Never a hint, never a sign, never ever any sort of notion... never.  But now Matt was looking back at him, and it wasn't nervousness or embarrassment or even lust showing on his face, it was hunger, fucking HUNGER, and Phil couldn't believe his eyes. That was the way Savvy used to look at him, the way Savvy looked at Vladimir these days, when he thought nobody was watching.  Phil's mouth went dry. His cock, which had been swelling at a slow pace, suddenly sprang to attention. He tried to speak, couldn't, couldn't even say Matt's name, though he didn't know what he was going to say, Matt's name or yes or no or what the fuck or how? How now, brown cow?    "Kes," Matt whispered, "Kes, I.... Oh, FUCK!" He launched himself at Kessel, knocking him backward on the bed, pressing his body on top of his teammate's. Oh, hell yeah, Kessel responded, wrapping his arms around Hunwick's shoulders, plunging his hands into the defenseman's long blond hair. Their lips met, mouths opened, tongues tangled. Phil felt Matt's throbbing erection pressing into his thigh, and reached down with one hand, frantically pulling at his teammate's belt buckle.  A sobbing moan broke from Matt's throat as he lifted his hips up, allowing Phil better access. He started pulling his pants down, frantically kissing Kessel's throat, when the doorknob started to turn.  "Shit!" Hunwick cried, throwing himself backwards, spinning off the bed and disappearing over the side; Phil's ears registered a soft thump as Matt's body hit the carpeted floor. At the same moment, the door opened and Chara walked in.    "Kes," he said, his smile quickly turning to a perplexed look as Phil hastily clapped a finger to his own lips. The Bruins captain stopped in his tracks, then advanced cautiously as Kessel pointed to the space between the bed and the windowed wall. A few steps revealed Hunwick, lying on his back, hastily trying to pull his pants up. "Mr. Hunwick," Chara said. He rubbed a large hand over his mouth. Kessel could see the humor dancing in his eyes, but doubted Matt could; the young defenseman looked absolutely terrified. "You mind telling me what you're doing on the floor?"    "I - I - uh," Hunwick managed to squeak out, before Chara held up a hand, silencing him. "Never mind." He dug into his pocket, pulled out his key card, and dropped it on Matt's chest. "Give me yours," he ordered, and Hunwick left off his belt buckle, pulled his card out of his back pocket and held it up. Chara leaned down, squeezed Matt's hand briefly, and took the card. "Marco?" he asked. Still speechless, Hunwick nodded.  Chara turned, responding to Kessel's pleading look (Fuck, Zee, why can't you fuck both of us? That's be so fucking hot!)  with an eye roll and a head shake, went into the bathroom to fetch his shaving kit, and departed. Kessel thought he heard a muffled guffaw as the door closed. "Aw, shit," Kessel murmured to himself, turning away from the door. "Matt," he said in his normal voice. "It's OK, you can get up." Hunwick poked his head up over the side of the bed, and Kessel couldn't help but laugh; Matt looked like a frightened sheep peering over a fence. Trying to mask the laugh with a cough, Phil reached for his teammate, grabbed him by the shoulders and hauled him up onto the bed. "Hey, it's OK, man, relax." He realized with a start that Matt was shaking; he'd forgotten how intimidating Chara could be. "Will he... will he..." Hunwick managed to stammer, looking at Kessel with wide, frightened eyes. "No, Matty, he won't, believe me," Phil placed his hands on either side of the defenseman's face. "Look at me. This is important, OK? You can trust Zdeno Chara with your life. You hear me? No joke, man. Your life."   Matt took a deep breath, then let it out, laughing a bit shakily. "OK, I hear you. I believe you. It's just - he scared the living shit out of me!"  Kessel couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into loud whoops. "Oh, man, that was fuckin' unbelievable! I never knew you could move so fast!" He collapsed on the bed, wiping his eyes. "So, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?" The comment sent him into a fresh round of laughter, but he managed to reach up and pull Hunwick down next to him, and Matt didn't resist.  "Right here, I think," he said, kissing Kessel's throat. Phil moaned. "Yeah, that seems about right. And let's get these off, for good this time," he tugged at Matt's pants, then quickly unbuckled his own and pulled them off with one quick motion. He then flung his shirt across the room and reached for his teammate, who was still struggling to get his pants off. "C'mere, Matty. Warm me up. It's fuckin' cold in this room."  "Always too goddam fast for your own good," Hunwick muttered as Kessel slipped under the blankets, finally divesting himself of his clothes and crawling in next to him.  Kessel almost purred with bliss at the feel of Hunwick's warm, solid body next to his. "Jesus, you feel good," he murmured, sliding onto his back and pulling Matt on top of him, sliding his hands into those gloriously soft blond curls. "How the hell did this happen, anyway?"  "I don't know," Matt said, kissing Phil's muscular shoulder. "Sometimes I wondered, I was almost gonna ask, then I'd get scared, didn't want to chance it. I was so scared, Kes. Then you were next to me and I could see you... see you... and I couldn't stand it anymore. I just couldn't."  "Leap of faith," Kes murmured into Matt's hair, smiling to himself at the thought of Matt deciding to take that chance because Phil was thinking of Chara. Funny how life works. He chuckled. "Literally. You don't do anything halfway, do you, Matty?"  Hunwick remained serious. "I've been so scared, Kes," he said, staring over Kessel's shoulder now, his eyes unseeing. "Last year, in Providence... I never dared. I was so afraid that... well, you know." "Yeah, I know," Kessel said. It had taken him the better part of a hockey season to gather the courage to move on Savvy, even though he could see Marc was lusting for him like a starving man. Caution was second nature - no, check that - first nature. It had to be.  "Hey," he lifted Matt's head, looked into his eyes, and kissed him. Enough heavy talk for one night. He opened his legs, wrapped them around the defenseman's hips, and pulled him close, then whispered in his ear. "You want to top, or bottom?" Hunwick's eyes widened, and Kessel felt his cock twitch. "Could you...?" he ventured, and Phil grinned. "I sure can. You been with anyone since we've been tested?"  Matt blushed and nodded. "Yeah. Girls. A couple. But I always use condoms."  "Good man," Phil replied. "We'll use 'em now, until we get tested again. If you want to stay faithful, we can give them up once we get the results." That prompted a smile from Matt, who rolled over onto his back as Phil reached into the nightstand for a condom and lube.  Placing them near at hand, he pushed the blankets back and put his hands under Matt's thighs, pushing his knees back toward his chest. He studied the defenseman's throbbing cock, ringed by an impressive brush of blond pubic hair. Something about blonds... he bent and licked along the hard shaft as Matt sucked in air, his legs quivering. "Jesus, Kes," he murmured.  Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet. Kessel kissed Hunwick's thighs, running his tongue up under his knees and back down again, then licked at his testicles, taking each one into his mouth in turn, dispensing kittenish touches designed to drive Matt crazy. Judging by his teammate's heaving chest, it was working. He briefly took Hunwick's shaft in his mouth, sliding almost its entire length in,  then worked his way back down, past his balls, and slipped his tongue into Matt's ass.  Matt fought to control himself. His entire body started to shake as Phil licked around his hole, now - Oh, God! - shoving his tongue inside, now licking his balls, now taking his cock, all the fucking way in.... OH GOD!  "Phil," Matt managed to gasp out, reaching down and pulling at Kessel's short hair. "Phil... gonna.... Jesus...."  Kessel halted, lifted his head, and grinned. "Oh, we can't have that. Not yet." He slipped a finger into his mouth, reached down and edged it into Matt's opening as Hunwick sucked in air. "Wow. So... fuckin'... tight," Kessel murmured, watching Matt's face carefully. Something was wrong. Hunwick was biting his lip, his eyes shut tight, but it wasn't only desire on his face. There was pain as well. Kessel stopped. "Matty.... " he said. "You ever done this before?" Hunwick opened his eyes. "Yeah! Yeah, I have! I... uh.... shit. No. Not really." "Not really? Matt, have you ever even been with a guy before?"  "Yes!" he replied, his blush rapidly deepening from pink to red, and Kessel believed him. "I just haven't.... I never...." "Bottomed," Kessel finished for him. Hunwick nodded. "And you want me to... deflower you?" Matt nodded again. Kessel was stunned. Not that he'd never done that before, he thought - hell, he'd done it for Savvy. It's just that.... this whole thing was just getting weirder and weirder. How did an evening of getting nailed by Chara turn into Deflower the Rookie Night?  Shit, no wonder he was scared. Phil looked at Matt, then smiled. Matt smiled back, tentatively. Imagine getting busted without even losing your virginity.  "Relax," Phil said. "Just lie back and think of England."  "Oh, very funny," Matt replied, but he laughed all the same, then sighed as Phil dropped his head down and licked his cock once again, lubing the fingers on his right hand as he did so. He placed one finger against Matt's opening and eased it in, taking his time, letting the defenseman get the feel of it, working it in and out until the sharp little exclamations transformed into yearning murmurs. He lifted his head up and studied Matt's face as he worked a second finger inside; this time, only desire registered. "Feel good?" he asked, and Matt murmured back, the pleasured sound of a cat being stroked.  Kessel reached for the condom, then lubed his cock, almost shaking with desire himself. Matt's long eyelashes were fanned across his cheeks, his long blond hair fanned across the pillow, his chest and sloping shoulders flushed red, his legs open, his cock hard and throbbing. He looked like a young Greek god in a Renaissance  painting: Apollo awaits his lover. Kessel paused a split second to sear the scene into his memory, then clutched Hunwick's thighs, lined up his rock-hard cock, and pushed.  Matt's eyes flew open as he clutched at the sheets with both hands. "Oh... God... Kes..." he ground out, as Phil worked his way in, trying not to hurt him. My God, this was the tightest goddam virgin ass he'd ever felt. He moved forward as Matt whimpered, urging him on. "Keep... going... Kes...all... the.... fuckin... way...." The legs connected at last, sweaty skin on skin, as Kessel paused and Matt panted and they both bit their lips, hard.  Kessel rolled his hips, very slightly, and Hunwick moaned, not in pain but in pleasure. "Oh, yeah... oh, shit, that's good." Encouraged, Phil did it again, a bit harder, then pulled his hips back slightly and shoved forward. Matt released the sheets and reached up, sliding his arms around Phil's back. "Again," he groaned.  Kessel did it again, and again, moving faster and harder as Hunwick clutched at him, his cries increasing in intensity and ecstacy as Phil found the sweet spot. "Oh, yeah, oh fuck YEAH, fuck me, Kes, Oh God, harder harder... nnnngghhhhh...." Kessel reached down and grabbed Hunwick's cock, one, two, three pumps and ka-blam! white come was spurting out in a fountain, splashing Matt on the chest and face, dripping down his cheeks like obscene tears.  The sight was too much. Kessel felt his cock leap within the tight confines of Hunwick's ass, filling the condom as his hips continued to twitch automatically. His body jerked as his head dropped to Matt's chest, his cheek landing in a puddle of semen.  They lay together, panting, for several long minutes, then Kessel lifted his head and eyed Hunwick, spunk dripping from both their faces.  "Some fucking virgin," he said, and Matt chuckled weakly and reached up, rubbing the heel of his hand across Phil's cheek. "Thanks," was all he could think to say.  "Don't mention it," Kessel replied, heaving his creaky body off his teammate's. "Maybe we should take a shower."  "Ya think?" Hunwick replied, and laughed, a laugh filled with light and giddiness. Kessel's heart was suddenly lightened, though he hadn't realized it was heavy.  They showered, soaping each other thoroughly, then dried each other off and crawled into the other bed together. Matt dropped off first, his smile smoothing out as he drifted into the land of dreams. Phil watched him, feeling his own eyelids droop as he followed, his last waking thought one of everlasting gratitude.  Thanks, Zee. You're the greatest.

Comments

[brylinmoygyeroy.livejournal.com]

Uf, wow.

This was very good! Cute little rookie!

Thanks for writing this!

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Cute little rookie! LOL! Guess I just can't resist 'em. ;-)

Thanks so much. Glad you liked it.

[cavefelem.livejournal.com]

Deflower the Rookie Night

Goddammit! I was drinking tea while reading this and almost sprayed it all over the screen! XD

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

LOL! Thanks, glad you liked it. ;-)

[cavefelem.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah... slightly off-topic, but I was just reading The Hockey News and there was this blurb next to a pic of Chara:

Nothing about Zdeno Chara is small

- at which point I just cracked up -

including his salary.

Oh. And here I was thinking something completely different, thanks to certain people and their Bruins fic in a certain LJ community! ;)

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Bweee hee hee! Actually, I'm guessing nothing about him IS small, including... everything else. ;-)

[ladyaugustana.livejournal.com]

Naww, you just gotta love Zee. *draws hearts around Zee* and Kess is growing on me, which is something I didn't think would happen but... I maybe it helps that I remember how adorable he was at draft.XD

Have you ever thought of bringing Patrice into these stories? I'd love you forever if you did. There's not enough fic with him and I'll admit, I'm a bit of Patrice whore. ;)

Also? Can I just comment on how much I think your writing has improved? It was always good, but now it's really, really good.

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Wow, thanks! I appreciate that. Yikes. :-)

Funny, I was just thinking about Patrice today. He is incredibly pretty, and eminently slashable; I have no idea why I've never included him. Just couldn't seem to find a voice for him, I guess, as odd as that may sound. I do love the guy, always have. (The only time I've ever really "seen" him is in a quick vignette of him trying to teach Milan Lucic to swear in French, and failing miserably ;-).)

Funny about Kessel - I don't find him particularly physically attractive (nowhere near as much as Bergeron), but there's just something about him that makes him incredibly easy (and fun) to write. He just strikes me as a good-time, think-with-his-dick kind of guy, which often doesn't lead to stuff for HIM, per se, but manages have sort of a ripple effect on everyone else. He's someting of a human hurricane. ;-)

Hope this all makes sense. I'll give Patrice some thought and see if I can come up with anything.

[agood-badhabit.livejournal.com]

this was wonderfully delicious and i loved it.

the bruins are fast becoming my back-up favorite team, and i think it's your fault.

and this story gives me a soft spot for kessel, hopefully we see more of these two, because it's just too hot to ignore.

yay for zee, yay for you, great job!

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Glad you're liking the Bruins. They are in reality a bunch of great guys, from all I've heard. Not to mention fun to watch play.

I hope too that we'll see more of Phil and Matt; I do like them together, even though this caught me by about as much surprise as it did Kes. We'll have to see what develops. :-)

[bkm5191.livejournal.com]

ok Chara was spot-on in his little cameo, i liked this a lot!

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I just love Chara. :-)

[tinydancermags.livejournal.com]

Matt scored!!! Is it bad that the first thing I thought of was your story?? Lol. Phil should reward him and you should write it. *nods* Yep, that'd be good. :)

So this is the first time I've ever commented on one of your stories, but I think I've definitely read them all. (I'm starting to come out of lurker-mode). Anyway, I just had to say that I loved this!! Of course, I've loved all your stories, so I wasn't surprised. :)

How now, brown cow indeed! :)

Can we make Deflower the Rookie Night an annual league-wide requirement? And post it on the internet? Maybe sell tickets??

Also, I'm watching the Bruins/Leafs game on Versus and I have to say I'm definitely enjoying it, though neither are my team. I'm rooting for your boys! :)

(Sorry for the long, rambly post!)

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Nothing at all wrong with long, rambly posts! All thoughts are appreciated. :-)

I was watching off and on at work and thought the same thing when I saw Matt score (and Phil too!). Scores his first NHL goal and gets slashed, all on the same day. LOL.

Thank you so very much for coming out of lurker mode and commenting. It means a lot to me. :-)

[cpexplosion.livejournal.com]

Aww... I love this! Zee knows best! ;)
Hope to see more soon~ ^^V

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Of course he does!

Thank you so very much! :-)

[jennyagain.livejournal.com]

so i really, truly love all of this, starting with kes worrying about dying of horniness (bwee) all the way through, but i really SUPER love kes talking about matty looking at him the way savvy had looked at him - because we only ever got that story, savvy/kes, from savvy's pov - so to see the other side, even just in passing here, is great.

also, hunwick trying to HIDE? priceless. fear of chara, man. it'll catch up to us all. ;D

gotta say i was surprised by kessel's talk of faithfulness and the giving up of condoms - he's not really going to settle down, is he? i'll have to find a new favorite slut! ;D

(all of my images of kes have to do with him saying how much he loves sour patch kids and how much he hates breakfast. i mean REALLY. eee. so much love for that kid.)

zee really is the greatest, isn't he? ;D such a giving guy, a doer of good deeds. kes, too, of course, divesting assorted teammates of their pesky virginity. ;D

SO. MUCH. LOVE.

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

I think Kes surprised himself with the faithfulness talk. Of course he means faithful as in don't fuck anyone outside the team, but Matt doesn't know that (yet), and I think somewhere deep down in Phil's horny little soul he might be feeling something for Matt that he hasn't yet recognized or understood. Funny how the whole thing happened in the first place because Phil was being altruistic, isn't it?

I just love Zdeno. He knows exactly what to do, even if those he's doing it FOR don't understand. And to him, it doesn't matter either way. :-)

[kaatiya.livejournal.com]

Ah this was a hoot -- so much to love. I agree with bernie, Chara was perfect.

Very hot and grrrr and enjoyable.

I suppose it would do no good to beg you to write a Thrashers fic, now would it? I'd love to see what you'd do with them.

*sigh* oh to be a fan of a popular team!

Anyway, a very enjoyable read indeed.

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Thank you! :-) Gee, I wish I could write a Thrashers fic for you, but I know next to nothing about those guys. :-( I did once consider a Savard/Kolvalchuk All-Star game fic, but it didn't really go beyond a couple of vignettes in my mind, and I'm afraid it cast poor Ilya in a very bad light.

[kelles.livejournal.com]

I finally got around to commenting on this. I fail :-(
I loved this. Amazing. Hot, funny, and sweet.

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

Oh no! Comments are always appreciated!

Thank you so much. With guys like this, it's hard to go wrong. ;-)

[mrshunwick48.livejournal.com]

kinda just found this,
I fail (:
but better late then never, yeah?

anywhoo.

I love thiss.
the image of Matty's head poking above the bed? PRICELESS.

I love how you write him.
ah, I just love him haha.
as you can see, I plan on marrying him ;)
pshh, but. I can wish, right? :D

[savvyfan.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad you did find this, and that you enjoyed it! I really appreciate you letting me know. And it's never too late. :-)

If you want more Hunny, my four-part series "Open Up" features him (and Kessel) as well. Just click on my name in the tags and you'll find it.