2minsforslashing | Flyers Short Story :)

TITLE: "Reward"
BY:

kjameson
ANDOM: NHL
TEAM(S): Philadelphia Flyers
PAIRING(S): Mike Richards/Jeff Carter
RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: Total work of fiction. Completely not true. For entertainment purposes only.
WARNINGS: boy-on-boy sex, oh my, and that's just about it.
SUMMARY: Jeff tells Richie that he's in the All Star Game.
CREDIT: I received a text message about an hour ago telling me that Jeff is representing the Flyers Club in the 2009 All Star Game. My muse did the rest.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Okay, so I haven't posted any stories lately....I've been working on a very long Christmas story. I swear, I'm almost done. But I really needed a break, because my brain feels like it's being fried, and since

tinydancermags ~~practically begged and groveled~~ asked nicely for this, I figured it wouldn't hurt to get this quickie out today ;) Enjoy. *Not edited.

Jeff pushed the front door open to his condo and carefully shut it closed behind him.

"Richie?" There was no answer, and as Jeff walked through the living room and into the kitchen, he couldn't find his teammate. "Richie?" He proceeded up the stairs and saw the bathroom door was slightly cracked, the sound of running water creeping into the hallway. A sly, evil grin formed on Jeff's face and he quietly made his way into the occupied bathroom.

Mike had been caught up in lathering his body with a mango scented wash, that he didn't notice the creaking of the tile as Jeff's now bare feet inched him closer to his destination. The shower door was pulled open and cold air swept over Mike's warm body.

"Ah! What the - " Mike turned to see Jeff, naked, standing there with his hand on the door. He had a look on his face, accompanied by a raised eyebrow, as if he was waiting for an invitation to join his lover in the shower. "You wanna come in?"

"Sure." Jeff stepped in as Mike moved over to make room. The shower door was shut again, the steam from the hot water engulfing their bodies and forcing the cold air out. Jeff grabbed the washcloth from Mike's hand and began scrubbing at his back for him. Mike closed his eyes and leaned his head forward, letting out a sound of approval of what Jeff was doing.

"So, I got some pretty interesting news today," Jeff started. He brought the washcloth up to massage the back of Mike's neck, enticing a small moan from the captain. "I'm in the All Star Game."

Mike's eyes snapped open and he turned suddenly. "Oh my god, really?" Jeff nodded his head. "Carts, that's great!" Mike was grinning uncontrollably as he wrapped his arms around Jeff and pulled their bodies close together. The washcloth fell from Jeff's hand and the water was hitting Mike's back, rinsing away the soap. The captain grabbed Jeff's face with his hands, crushing his lips and pressing his body against the warm tiled wall. Jeff's hand fell to Mike's sides, caressing the smooth skin and sliding his hands further down to grab his ass. Mike's mouth found its way to his neck and the star center bucked his hips, rubbing their vastly growing erections together.

"Mmm..." Mike moaned, nipping and sucking at the tender skin on Jeff's throat. "I'm so proud of you." Stubble brushed clean shaven skin as Mike brought his lips into another passionate kiss. Jeff let his left hand slip from the hold on Mike's ass to snake in between their bodies. He tugged gently at Mike's cock, the member already sprung to life and begging for attention. "Oh, god...Jeff..."

Jeff smiled against Mike's mouth and began stroking his lover's cock. "I think I deserve a reward."

"Yeah," Mike groaned, images suddenly flooding his head. "I think I can arrange that." The captain reached out to turn the water off and then proceeded to the lead Jeff out of the shower confines. They didn't seem to notice the cold air hitting their bodies, and Mike ignored the hanging towel as the two playfully ran, dripping wet, into their bedroom. Mike pushed Jeff onto the bed, pouncing on him and attacking, like a lion to his prey, placing kisses all over the center's chest. He licked at the drops of water remaining and moaned as he felt Jeff's fingers run through his hair. Mike worked his lips all over Jeff's chest, sucking a nipple, biting at another nipple, and then slowly dipped his head further down to kiss his belly, his hips, his thighs, teasing the crap out of his lover as he skipped over the throbbing erection to continue down his legs.

"Oh, Richie, please..." Jeff needed something from Mike, something to happen now and then and not later but soon because Jeff couldn't handle the torture anymore. Jeff wanted to grab Mike and force his mouth on his cock, force him to suck and kiss and devour him whole, but when the captain looked at him, smiling, licking his lips, he melted and could only continue to beg. "Please, Richie, please..."

A hot wetness engulfed Jeff and he threw his head back, closed his eyes, moaned out Mike's name like it was the last coherent thought he would ever think. A tongue swirled around its tip, teeth covered by lips as Mike's head bobbed up and down, pleasuring his teammate. Jeff's hand were clenching at his sides, open and closed, aching to touch the captain but pulling back knowing that Mike didn't like to be touched. Mike liked to work Jeff's cock on his own, no help, just to listen to the sounds coming out of Jeff's pretty mouth and the taste of Jeff filling his own.

"Ah, I'm so close!" Jeff was panting, trying to draw out the pleasure as long as he could, eyes on Mike as the captain slowed his movements. "Oh Richie..."

MIke gave one last lick of his tongue and ran his hands over Jeff's body as he laid down on top of him. They kissed, fast and hard, and Mike was reaching for something on the nightstand. His hand was fumbling with the knob, trying to catch it without breaking contact. Frustrated, not being able to suceed, he gave up and pulled away from Jeff. He snatched the lube out of the drawer and positioned himself in between Jeff's spread legs.

"I'm gonna fuck you," Mike bluntly stated. Before Jeff could respond, two slicked fingers entered him and pushed through the tight muscle, stretching him.

"OH FUCK!"

Mike didn't stop, adding another finger. He knew the look on Jeff's face overpowered the slight pain held in his voice. It had been awhile since Mike topped Jeff, practically almost half a year ago.

"Oh Richie, yes, that feels so good..."

"You ready for me, baby?" Mike removed his fingers and began to pour lube on his own cock, preparing it. He jerked himself, eyes on Jeff as Jeff watched him.

"Oh yeah, I'm ready. Fuck me." It was pretty demanding, Mike thought, and it just turned him on even more. He pulled Jeff's legs up and guided his cock to the center's opening. In one quick motion, he was fully inside of Jeff, pausing briefly to allow him to adjust to his size. "Do it, now. Oh Richie, fuck me. Damn it, fuck me hard."

Mike thrusted hard, grabbing Jeff's hips to steady himself. He thrusted hard again, and again, and again, pulling out slowly and slamming back in. Jeff's hands were pulling at him, causing the captain to lean forward to kiss him, his thrusts now short and fast. A hand grabbed Mike's hair as the other found his own cock, Jeff jerking himself to match Mike's movements. He wrapped both legs around Mike's waist now, urging Mike to dig his cock deeper into him, hitting spots that Jeff didn't know exsisted and didn't know could feel so damn good.

"Oh yeah, fuck, Richie, oh so close..."

The bed was rocking now, sweat mixing with water on their bodies, as they rode the highs of their orgasms. Jeff came first, spilling his seed all over Mike's chest, some falling onto his own. A couple thrusts later and Mike was coming too, howling out Jeff's name and he arched his back and trembled with pleasure.

"Oh, Jeff..." Mike collapsed half on Jeff and half on the bed, pulling out in the process, and let out a sigh as his body calmed down.

"That was fuckin' amazing."

"It was."

"Maybe you should top more ofter."

Mike chuckled and brought his lips to softly kiss Jeff. "I think we need another shower," he stated, fingers lazily running through the semen drying on Jeff's chest.

"Yes, I think we do."

They were both in the shower again, two towels hanging on the rack now, as the scent of mangoes filled the air one more time.

END!