Scratched
Title: Scratched
Distribution: My Site
Pairing: Maxim Afingenov(pov) (Buffalo Sabres)/ Daniel Briere (Philadelphia Flyers)
Rating: NC-17 (smut)
Disclaimer: Not true. That's why its called fiction.
A/N: Takes place during last Friday's Sabres vs Flyers game when Afinogenov was a healthy scratch.
I follow Danny into the bathroom of the press box. We go to the last stall. As soon as I locked the door, Danny turns me around, pins me against the wall and kisses me. Our tongues explore each other's mouths while our hard cocks, still trapped in our pants, rub against each other. His hands find their way underneath my shirt which he lifts up over my head, causing us to break the kiss. He leans forward wanting to kiss again, but I push him back. I am not interested in making love right now. I am drunk, horny, and angry. Angry after being told I was scratched from the lineup after I had arrived at the arena. I have spent the last two hours drinking who knows how many beers. We are losing 2-0 right now, but I don't care about that since I am not in the lineup. I just want to fuck right now to let off some of my steam.
I unzip my pants and let out my cock. “On your knees” I tell him. He gets down and I slap his face with my hard cock a few times.
“You want this?” I ask. “Fuck yeah, feed me your hard cock” he says. I shove my cock inside his mouth and he sucks it. His lips are tightly wrapped around my cock as he moves it in and out of his warm mouth.
“Oh fuck that feels incredible. Take all of my cock” I moan. He takes my cock deep in his mouth and I can feel his throat muscles making contact with the head. This is brining me too close to orgasm too soon, and I have to stop him.
I pull him back up on his feet and turn him around so his back is facing me and he is up against the wall. I pull his pants down, spread his ass cheeks and ram my cock into his ass as hard as I can.
“OH SHIT!” Danny screams. “Yeah, I'm gonna pound your ass hard” I whisper in his ear.
His ass is very tight having not prepared him. I'm not going to wait for him to loosen up. I wrap my arms around him and fuck him fast and furious, taking my cock almost all the way out then ramming it back in.
“Yeah Max, fuck me hard. Your dick feels so good in my ass. Oh fuck, I love it when you're angry.”
He pushed his hips back to meet my thrusts. We are both moaning loudly from the extreme sensations. I bite the back of his neck while grabbing his cock and pumping it drawing even louder moans out of him.
I am now close to orgasm. “I'm getting close. Gonna dump a big load of cum into that hot ass” I tell him.
“Fuck yeah Max. I want to feel your cum deep in my ass. Oh shit, I'm gonna cum too.”
Large shots of cum come out of his dick. Some of it gets on my hand, but most of it hits his chest and the wall. A split second later I unload into his ass. I keep fucking him until I have nothing left.
We stand there for a minute, leaning against the the wall while catching our breath. “You feel better?” Danny asks.
“A little.” I tell him.
“You should come to Philly next season” he says. “I can make sure you won't be scratched.”
“We'll see.” I shrug him off on that offer, at least for now.