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Shane and Ilya have two more weeks before they have to report to pre-season training camp. Ilya has signed a 1 year $8M (cad) contract with Ottawa, while Shane signed for another year with Montreal for $12M (cad). They are both still on cloud nine after confessing their love for each other. They’re determined to make this work, not let their almost ten year secret get out or jeopardize their hockey careers.
Shane has been wrestling with the idea of asking Ilya if they can try some new things in bed. Ilya being the only guy he’s ever had sex with, he has always been the hole and never the peg. Sex with Ilya is always amazing. Ilya is very gentle, making sure Shane is comfortable, asking if he’s okay, taking the best care of Shane. He’s never not left Shane completely satiated. But lately his curiosity is getting the better of him. He loves being submissive to Ilya, letting him set the pace, but lately he fantasizes about being the peg, for once. Ilya has never mentioned if he has ever let another guy fuck him in the ass. Shane has been too afraid to ask Ilya or maybe he just doesn’t want to know the answer. Either way he will find the courage to put the puck in the net during these next two weeks at the cottage. This thought keeps bouncing around in his head. “Score by Metros captain, #24, Shane Hollander!”
As they arrive at the cottage, their cocks have already began to swell thinking about spending the next few weeks alone together. Shane can barely get the vehicle in park before they jump out and race towards the door. Shane quickly closes and locks the cottage door behind him. Ilya pulls Shane close, kissing him, their tongues intertwine, the taste of sour cherry candy lingers on Ilya’s lips. He knows exactly what to do to make Shane melt. He’s already got Shane under his spell, placing little wet kisses all over his neck, trailing up to his earlobe, gently nibbling as he goes. Ilya whispers, I am going to make you cum so hard today. His hands slide under Shane’s shirt, quickly pulling it off over his head. As he drops the shirt to the floor, he sees the outline of Shane’s hard cock through his shorts. He grazes his hand over Shane’s bulge, undoes the button, slides his zipper down, reaching in to grab his erect cock, giving it a few tugs. Shane is fumbling with Ilya’s shorts desperately trying to free his dick, wanting it in his hand, his mouth, down his throat. Ilya walks Shane backwards to the bedroom as their tongues continue to swirl around in each other’s mouths, their rock hard erections dancing between them as they move. Ilya tells Shane to get on the bed on all fours. He wants to fuck him like a dog, filling his ass with a hot load of jizz. Shane gives Ilya a defiant look and says NO, you get on the bed. I want to taste that sweet ass of yours. Ilya doesn’t know what to say, he stands there frozen for a moment, trying to process what Shane just said. He had never heard him be so aggressive or talk that dirty to him. Ilya can hardly contain himself, he is so aroused, his cock growing heavier by the second. He quickly obeys, gets on all fours at the edge of bed, ass in the air, before he can even think twice. Shane grabs Ilya’s ass, kisses his right cheek, giving it a playful bite. He drags his tongue slowly up the crack of his ass, Ilya screams out FUCK HOLLANDER! As Shane’s lips and teeth drag over to Ilya’s left cheek, he bites a little harder this time, leaving a bright red imprint of teeth marks on Ilya’s round ass. Ilya lets out another deep moan when Shane’s tongue swirls around his asshole. He has him right where he wants him now. Shane asks, you like that baby? You like when I make you my ass toy? Ilya can barely speak, he nods his head up and down to show his approval. Shane now spreads Ilya’s ass cheeks exposing his tight chocolate starfish. His tongue starts sliding in and out of his pretty little hole, fucking him harder and deeper with every lash of his tongue. Shane’s mouth fully sucking, licking, dipping into Ilya. They both moan with such pleasure, Ilya begs Shane to eat his ass until he makes him cum. Shane flattens his hand and gives Ilya’s ass a hard smack, telling him he is being so needy and a very naughty boy. Shane rubs the stinging cheek and without hesitation, smacks his ass one more time then places a tender kiss on the spot. As he pulls his mouth away, he reaches for the bottle of lube, lathers his middle finger, gently sliding into Ilya’s sloppy asshole, working his finger in and out, making sure Ilya is generously lubed up. He pulls out, adds a few more drops of lube, rubbing it between his fingers inserting both back in stretching Rozanov even more. Shane can feel Ilya’s tight ass muscles start to relax, hears his breathing begin to slow, letting out a long sigh, that allows his pelvic floor to open more. Shane is teasing Ilya’s ass, fingers going deep, slowly pulling them almost all the way back out, deep again, wiggling his fingers as he lets them glide back out. Without a warning a third finger goes in now, pumping his fingers in and out over and over. Ilya moans, sighing hard trying to control his breathing. He begins pumping his ass against Shane’s fingers, riding them, like his ass is in a saddle. When Shane curls his fingers inside to find Ilya’s prostate, he rubs nice and slow at first. His momentum picks up, his fingers move in and out faster and deeper. Ilya cries out, oh fuck Shane you’re going to make me cum if you don’t stop. Shane reaches his hand between Ilya’s legs, grabbing the head of his cock, gently squeezing telling Ilya not to cum yet, to control himself. He is feeling so fucking good, he can’t believe Shane is so good at this, almost better than him. Soon Shane retracts his fingers, gives Ilya a moment to breathe and relax. Shane begins kissing his way up Ilya’s body, flipping him over saying I want you on your back. He reaches for a condom and a towel to clean his fingers off. He whispers to Ilya to relax, as he rolls the condom on his dripping wet pre-cum soaked dick. He tells Ilya to pull his knees to his chest, as he gently pushes his way into the wet throbbing space. He continually asks Ilya if he is okay as every inch slides in deeper until Shane’s full length is now inside Ilya’s ass. Shane moves his hips back and forth, in and out, grinding, rotating, pounding, giving Ilya no mercy. He knows Ilya likes it as they both begin panting, moaning, saying things like “ohh fuck, Shane, harder” “yes, don’t stop” “your ass feels so fucking good squeezing around my cock like that” “I never want you to stop” their rhythm is in sync. Shane lean down to Ilya’s ear to say, stroke your cock “moya lyubov” my love, come all over yourself as I come in your ass. Hearing Shane speak Russian, takes Ilya over the edge, squirting streams of hot cum on both of their chests and stomachs. Some even lands near Ilya’s chin. Shane’s load releases hard and fast, in the deepest depths of Ilya’s rectum. He wishes he didn’t have a condom on so he could fill his “lyubov” love properly. After a few moments, Shane’s cock softens, he pulls out, and both collapse on the bed completely out of breath. He plants a tender kiss on Ilya’s plump lips. Rolling towards his ear he says “ya tebya lyublyu” I love you. Ilya tears up, with a huge smile on his face and says “ya lyublyu tebya yeshche bol'she” I love you more. Ilya wraps his arms around Shane, pulling him in close, as he runs his fingers through Shane’s hair, he says, ah so now you speak Russian? Shane flashes a cheeky grin replying, I’ve been practicing for several weeks now, did I say the words correctly? Ilya kisses Shane passionately and says, it was perfect “moya lyubov” my love! They lay in bed for a while talking and cuddling, when Shane blurts out were you surprised? I mean, was it okay that I did that, did you enjoy it? Ilya looks at him grinning and says what the fuck do you think? I nearly shot cum in my own mouth! I saw that, Shane says giggling, leaning in for another kiss. I would have happily snowballed with you. Ilya rolls his eyes, I will remember that for next time, he says laughing as he steals another kiss. Ilya asks how long have you wanted to do that to me? Shane blushes saying, for a while now, I guess. Why you never say anything to me before? I always want to make you happy, Shane. Please don’t keep things from me, especially things like that. Ilya blushes, then quickly pulls Shane closer, holding him tight.
When you started talking dirty, being more aggressive, telling me what to do, a jolt run up my dick. I thought for a minute I was going to cum when your tongue first touched my asshole. Oh my God, Shane, it was incredible! When your fingers were loosening me up, getting me ready to take your dick deep inside me, I thought I was going to explode. Now I understand why you like it so much, Ilya confesses. We will for sure be doing that again, soon. Shane replies, hell yeah we will. I was so nervous, but I knew I had to just do it before I chickened out. I’m so happy you liked it too. Next time, Shane says, you’re going to ride me, I want to see your face when you sit on me, taking my entire cock in your ass. Yes, yes, yes, Ilya says as he lets out a chuckle, pulling back to see Shane’s smiling face. He tilts Shane’s head slightly to speak directly into his ear and says, I loved feeling your cock in my ass, but you better never forget you are mine, Hollander. My ass is the only one you are ever to put your cock into, no one else, OK? Shane leans in and says yes, Rozanov, I promise. Now shut up and kiss me again. Shane suddenly pulls away from kissing, looks Ilya directly in the eyes and says, that goes for you too, Rozanov, you put your dick in no one else but me, OK?! Ilya smiles and agrees with a fine, OK! Shane lays his head on Ilya’s chest, wanting to ask another question without looking at Ilya’s face. Shane nervously asks, have you ever let another guy do that to you? I mean do you like being the bottom sometimes? Ilya reaches for Shane’s chin, pulling it up so he can look into his eyes. He grins sheepishly and says, no I’ve never let anyone fuck me in the ass, until now. Shane couldn’t hold back, he asked why not? Ilya answers, I guess I was afraid, that maybe I’d like it too much, you know too much too good. Plus, I love feeling your ass tighten around my cock when you’re cumming. It always makes me cum so fucking hard too. Not many woman are into fucking guys in the ass anyway. I never told the woman I fucked, I was Bisexual, so it was not issue. I need to be honest with you, Shane. Sasha, my youth hockey coach’s son back in Russia, is the only other guy I’ve ever been with, until I met you. Shane, I knew the first time I saw you, when you extended your hand to shake my hand, I wanted you. A strong, magnetic almost magical feeling came over me, I had to have you. Yes, I have slept with many woman, but not anymore and I haven’t for a while now. That night at the club, when you were dancing with Rose and Miles was dancing behind you, I thought I had lost you forever. I was going out of my mind that night. You know I only danced with that girl to make you jealous, to see if you even cared. Shane says, oh it definitely got under my skin. I wanted nothing more than to walk over to you, grab your face and kiss you right there in front of everyone. But I just couldn’t risk our careers like that, we’ve both worked so hard to keep our hookups a secret. Ilya admits, all of my teammates think I left with the girl I was dancing with, but I swear I didn’t. When you and Rose left, I was so fucking upset. I told the girl, I was drunk and needed to go to bed, alone. I called us both cabs, walked her outside, she got into her cab and I got into mine. When I was back in my hotel room, I took a shower, jerked off thinking about you, about us, wishing you were in that shower with me. I climbed into bed, still wrapped in my towel and cried myself to sleep. I knew you and Rose Landry were having sex that night, didn’t you? Shane tried to change the subject, but Ilya was waiting for an answer, a truthful answer too. Shane sits up in the bed, so he can really look and talk to Ilya honestly, no more secrets between us. He tells Ilya, yes we did or tried, or I tried. I don’t know, it was not what she expected, I’m sure. She went down on me and I .. oh my God, this so embarrassing. Ilya steady looking at Shane, says go on. She went down on me and I couldn’t really get that hard, I mean it felt good, it felt okay, but all I could think about was you, Ilya. I kept fantasizing about you. How you suck my cock and kiss me and how you make me feel when we are together. I think that’s what got me so curious about wanting to fuck you. It just didn’t feel right with Rose and I know she sensed that too. Ilya interrupts asking did you ever fuck Rose or not? Shane looks Ilya right in the eyes and says, yes, while I was thinking about you, it’s the only thing that got me hard. Ilya smiles and asks well did you at least make her cum?? I don’t think so and I totally faked that I did. I just wanted it to all be over, so I could go to sleep. Ilya was relentless with the questions about Rose. He asked, what about the 2nd time, tell me about that time. Ilya! Really? Shane? Yes, tell me! Shane says, I hate you, you’re an asshole. Ilya says, just tell me. Shane takes a deep breath and says, she brought a toy over and we used it. Ilya started laughing so hard. You mean you didn’t use your purple dildo with her? Ewwww, no that’s gross, Ilya. Shane glares at Ilya. Ilya teases, I hope you wash it after you use it. Of course I do, Shane says. Ilya then says, did you make her cum with her toy? Shane snaps back, no, but she made herself cum. I acted like I really enjoyed it. Embarrassed and blushing, Shane tells Ilya, this conversation is over and we are to never discuss it again. Ilya pulls on Shane’s hand wanting him to lay back down. He puts his strong arms around Shane, as he affectionately kisses him on the forehead and gently runs his fingers through his hair. I won’t ask any questions about Rose. I’m just happy I have you and I’m never ever letting you go.
Shane glances at the clock, it’s almost 6pm, let’s take a quick shower, you want to order pizza?? YES, meat lovers. Then later I want your meat again. I’m going to stroke you, suck you and fuck you til the bed is all dirty, Ilya says with a big grin on his face. After all the hot sex and sharing some very intimate truths, thoughts and feelings, they join each other for a shower. Shane offers to wash Ilya, making every inch of him squeaky clean, then Ilya does the same for Shane. They dry each other off, throw on some shorts and t-shirts, order an XL pizza and crack open a few beers.