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And since he wanted to be semi-functional at the moment, he apologized to Ryan in his head, placed each of his hands on either side of TK’s hips, leaned his face down toward his crotch, and ripped the line right off his smokin’ hot teammate’s rock-hard abs. “Holy fuck…oh shit.” He sat up quickly and shook his head, as he started to feel himself return somewhat to normal.
Was this normal now?
Was normal even a thing anymore?
“Better not tell pretty boy,” TK teased, as Hayes flopped onto his back next to him, both twitching slightly. “You two still fight over me?”
“We don’t fight over you,” Hayes argued. “He just thinks I’m in love with you because you’re insanely hot and he’s a fuckin’ drama queen.”
“Wait: so, you’re not in love with me?”
“Last I checked, no.”
“Thought you said you were into cock?”
“I didn’t say I was into your cock. Dumbass.”
“Bummer.”
“So how much trouble we gonna be in for breakin’ their little rules again? And where was security tonight?” Hayes asked, wondering how the hell they were even able to get out of their rooms and into an Uber to join a few of their other teammates for this party.
“I paid ‘em off,” TK admitted. “Five hundred bucks and an 8-ball.”
“Damn, man.”
TK shrugged. “Fuck it. It’s just money. Besides, I miss partying with you, baby.”
“I miss partyin’ with you, too, Teek.”
They both lay there in silence for a bit when out of nowhere, TK gurgled, flew up off the bed, and made a beeline for the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before violently heaving the contents of his stomach.
Hayes quickly followed, standing at the doorway and watching until he was done. “Yo, you good, man?”
“Ugh, omigod,” he moaned, flushing and slumping over onto the seat. “I don’t know. Ty, I don’t…fuckin’ feel right.”
Hayes grabbed a hand towel from the bathroom vanity, wet it, and sat down next to his teammate on the floor. “Hey, lift your head up a sec,” he said, wiping his mouth and some of the vomit that had splattered onto his chest. “What’d we take tonight?”
“Dunno. Oxy. Vicodin, maybe? Shit.” He slumped over onto Hayes, who leaned against the wall next to the toilet. TK turned so his bare back was pressed against Hayes’s bare chest, reached for one of Hayes’s arms, and moved it across the front of his body.
“You wanna lay down? Come on, let’s go get in bed…”
TK shook his head. “Uh uh. I’m comfy. Plus, I don’t think I can move. Shit just fuckin’ hit me outta nowhere, man.”
Hayes felt his teammate’s body start to tremble, so he grabbed a nearby towel and threw it around him. “Just rest then. I’ll stay awake, keep an eye…”
TK was snoring before Hayes even finished his sentence.
Hayes closed his eyes and leaned his head back, letting it hit the wall as he thought about what Ryan would say if he could see him right now: shirtless, trashed, and sitting on a hotel bathroom floor with his arms wrapped around his shirtless, trashed teammate.
His smokin’ hot, shirtless, trashed teammate.
And while he was certain Ryan would hate it?
Hayes kinda didn’t.
The Offer (4)
“Mar, can you hear me?”
