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Shane really loved playing ice hockey, he really did. Just not when they had to play against Harvard.
Not because they played really good, Shane knew he was better than them, it was because of a certain player in the team. Ilya Rozanov. Shane still didn't understand how he fucking got into Harvard in the first place. He didn't even study, like ever. At least according to "HockeySpills".
This was Shane's 3rd year at NYU. He never wanted to use his degree but his mom wanted to make sure he had one. So he was studying business in case he ever got a career-ending injury.
'Captain, you still sure you won't come to the party after the game?' Shane hadn't noticed Hayden as he was tying his skates.
'You asked me like 15 times since we arrived, why do you want me to come so bad?'
'Because all of Harvard is gonna be there and we will win. We have to make sure all of us are there to fucking remind them all night.' Shane looked up. He didn't mind celebrating with his team but he really didn't want to attend a house party hosted by Ilya.
'If we win by at least a 2 point difference, I might.' He was the captain and if this would make his team play better he had to suck it up.
'EVERYBODY DID YOU HEAR? CAPTAIN WILL COME TO THE PARTY IF WE WIN!' Hayden started going around the locker room as everybody started shouting with him. He did say by a 2 point difference but seeing how happy and excited everyone was, he decided not to mention it.
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'Shane Hollander, isn't this past your bed time?' Of course his first face-off was with Ilya Rozanov.
'Don't worry, I will sleep peacefully after I beat you.' Shane really was trying to look at the puck but he could see in his peripheral vision that Ilya was staring at him.
'No partying? You will need morale after losing.' 'You wish.'
Shane won the first face-off. Pucks were sent flying to nets, most of them were caught. Players were bashed against one and another as the rounds went by. He got benched but was put into the game again when they had 5 minutes left. They were winning but barely. 4-3.
'At least none of us will win, I always wait to score.' He was facing off with Ilya again.
'No way Rozanov! Me too.'
Shane didn't win this face-off but he did manage to get the puck back. Ilya was smashing him but last second JJ came and hit Rozanov which allowed Shane to escape. He was the fastest skater by far so it really wasn't a surprise when he appeared by the net. Oh he also scored.
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'Okay team, all of you played well today. 5-3 is great, Harvard is a good team so scoring 5 against them this early in the tournament is helpful. Do not get too proud we have another game against Boston next week. The bus back will take off tomorrow at 1 pm so don't get hammered okay? I am telling this to you Klein, we can not wait again.' Everybody laughed as Klein shrugged and nodded.
Shane quickly took a shower and got dressed. The visitor showers didn't have any soap so he decided to take another one at the hotel. He was the last one in the locker room so he quickly got his stuff ready and left to catch the team bus.
'We will leave at like 9, meet us in the Lobby.' Him and Hayden were sitting next to each other on the bus.
'How far is this place? And why is he still having a party when they lost?'
'That man don't need a reason to party, I think it is like 10 minutes from the hotel? I don't know not too far.'
'Good.'
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Shane didn't want to be the party pooper but this place was way too crowded for him to have any fun. He had escaped to the backyard and was now sitting on one of the chairs. He didn't want to drink but he also didn't wanna stand out so he was basically babysitting his beer for the last 30 minutes. He left some incase someone asked if he wanted more.
He did not pack up for a party so he was wearing a black t-shirt with some jeans. The jeans were a bit on the tighter side so he hoped this was enough to pass for "house party attire". The only bright side of this situation was that he hadn't seen Ilya yet. He did want to see him before he left just so he saw Shane did party. Sometimes.
'Hey man, when I asked you to come. This wasn't what I meant.' Hayden sat down next to him. ' We are gonna play some games and if you don't join us I will tell everyone what a boring liar you are.'
'Did you not see how crowded it is inside? How can you play games like that?' Hayden looked a bit flushed, was he fucking drunk already?
'We will play it in Rozanov's guest room, he keeps it locked. Only some of the guys from their team and us, won't be too crowded.' Oh so basically Shane's nightmare was happening upstairs.
'Come onnnn, Rozanov didn't even believe me when I said you came!' Now Shane was interested.
'What the fuck did he say?'
'He said you were an NPC or wait was it Sims character who only has 1 personality trait. Oh also that you were scared of women and probably called them mommy accidentally when ordering food.' Okay what the fuck. Shane was not scared of women, he even had a girlfriend for 4 month his first year in university. Nobody has to know it ended because he literally couldn't get it up.
'What the fuck? Okay you know what im coming but im not staying in the same room with that asshole for more than an hour.'
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'So the game was spin the bottle? Didn't know 15 year olds were allowed to play in Uni Leagues.' Shane still couldn't believe this was the game Hayden begged him to play. They all sat in a circle on the floor. What kind of guest room doesn't have furniture?
'Sorry we are not playing chess at a party Hollander, did you finally finish the beer you got an hour ago?' Ilya was sitting next to him. Shane turned to him as he was surprised Ilya noticed that.
'You saw me? Why did you tell Hayden you didn't?' Ilya smirked as he also stood up.
'Was only for a second, didn't even notice it was you until you came here.' He went next to JJ as he gestured for him to make some space with his hands. 'Let's make a circle!'
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'So did you or did you not eat her out?' Troy asked Luca.
'I didn't , I just couldn't.' Luca looked genuinely embarrassed. Ilya pointed to him. 'Would call you a pussy. but that might give you a panic attack. '
'It was a one time thing! It is my turn to ask now.' The bottle span and stopped at Shane. Luca took a visible breath.
'Okay Shane, truth or dare?' Who even says dare at these things?
'Truth.' Ilya looked at him as he made a thumbs down motion. 'Pff, boring Hollander, no one is surprised.'
'How many inches?' Okay that question from Luca was genuinely unexpected. Everyone started laughing and hollering. Even Shane couldn't help but laugh.
Marlow looked at Luca with disgust. 'What the fuck dude, what a gay question. Do you dream of Hollanders dick and need information?' Ilya smirked as he said. 'Ah that's why you are scared of pussy, do the sticks get you horny every game?' They were all laughing but Shane couldn't help feel bad for Luca.
'I think he asked it in an "Asian man with small penis" way. Ask me the real question Luca.' Shane didn't take Luca for a racist but you never knew.
'I meant to say stitches but all of you kept laughing so I couldn't fucking finish it!' Luca looked at all of them but he didn't look that angry.
'Waow I can't believe what you meant to ask was even more boring.' Ilya turned to JJ. 'Everyone keeps saying fucking truth, I think it is time for a dare round.'
Shane stared at him. 'What the fuck is a dare round?' Ilya pointed to JJ as if asking him to explain.
'We will say a dare and then spin the bottle, whoever it lands on does the dare.' JJ took the bottle and got it closer to him and Ilya. 'Since everybody is fucking boring I will start.'
It didn't sound too bad but Shane didn't really trust what dares they would put out.
'The two it lands on has to make out!'
'What the fuck JJ? Why would you want that?' Hayden was right across him since they all sat in a circle.
'What? Are all of you scared you will get hard?'
All of them looked at each other as they said "nope", "no way" and shook their heads. Ilya was the only one who was laughing.
'Look at them JJ, they will get a boner! Boner boys of America scared of making out!' Ilya turned to look at Shane who was staring at him across the circle.
'I bet 5 dollars Hollander would be the first to get hard. Hmmm... Then maybe Haas.' Shane spat as he said 'Fuck you.'
'No it definitely would be Troy.' 'No way man, did you see Pike's eyes when JJ said making out?' 'Omg fuck all of you the obvious answer is JJ since he asked it.' 'Nope, I am with Ilya on this it is definitely Shane.'
JJ looked at the chaos he started and Ilya smirked as he put his hand on top of the bottle.
'Shall we test it out?'
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Of fucking course. Of fucking course. Of fucking course.
'Captain! Wait Ilya is also captain. Captains of Harvard and NYU making out for peace!' JJ was basically rolling on the floor as he laughed. Shane was still staring at the bottle. Nope, he was not gonna do that.
'Fuck that, I am not making out with that fucking asshole.' The more angry Shane got the more everyone laughed. "Okay I am betting for Shane too now" "No it is definitely Luca with that weird ass question." "JJ is having way too much fucking fun, it is for sure him."
Ilya clapped his hands. 'Make your bets now, if you bet Hollander you will win.' He stood up and walked to Shane. As Shane looked next to him he realized both Hayden and Troy were now on the other side of the circle, watching him. There really was no escape, was there?
'Oh fuck you Rozanov, I am betting 10 dollars it will be you who gets hard. Look how eager you are.' Ilya just smiled as he sat in front of him.
'I bet 50 then.' 'I bet 100!' 'Hmmm, I will also bet 100'
They stared at each other as JJ stood up. 'Okay everybody the stakes are for 100 dollars! Those who say Shane will get hard raise your hand!' Everyone but Hayden raised their hands.
'Omg guys, thanks to all of you being dumb I will get rich tonight.' Shane stared at Ilya who was way too close to him now. 'I swear to God if you do not brush your teeth-' Shane couldn't finish his sentence as Ilya kissed him. Shane kissed back and had to give it to him, Ilya did kiss well. Shane put both of his hands on Ilya's neck as Ilya put one of his hand on Shane's waist and the other to his face. It wasn't a fast kiss but definitely not a sweet one either. Shane got on his knees as he got closer to Ilya. Ilya put the hand on his waist a little bit lower, yet not on Shane's ass, as he pulled Shane down to make him sit on his lap. Shane quickly got back on his knees but he was now straddling Ilya. Shane put one hand into Ilya's hair as he pulled his hair back. Ilya made a sound, Shane quickly prayed he did not make any again. Their tongues were crashing yet none of them were winning. Shane realized he had never made out with anyone like this before. Ilya squeezed the hand on his waist which made Shane involuntarially moan. He stood still for a moment which made Ilya stop too. Then Ilya looked back at the guys who were watching this. ' Guess no one won.'
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'JJ no you have to delete this.' Hayden was sitting next to JJ on their way back to NY. The bus was really quiet as all of the guys were hangover and sleeping.
'Come on Hayden, im not gonna use it but it is funny!' JJ had filmed a part of Shane and Ilya making out. He was thinking of making a gif out of it so he could annoy Shane.
'I know you are gonna make a fucking gif and im telling you don't. We know it is a joke but if someone else sees it they won't get it.' Hayden didn't get why JJ couldn't understand it.
'Who the fuck is gonna see it? It is fineee im only gonna send it to our group.' JJ didn't get why Hayden was so scared, this was literally the funniest thing to happen in their team.
'You know what, fucking do it. Shane will beat you himself.' JJ laughed as he put the text 'Busted' on top of the video and sent it to their team group chat.
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@HockeySpills
Didn't know being gay was now necessary to become captain. Let's ask Hollander and Rozanov!
I have to give them credit, both of them know how to kiss. Too bad it is wasted by being a fag.
the gif jj created attached to the tweet