Out of Bounds

Out of Bounds

Out of Bounds

Out of Bounds

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Overview

'Making the Pass' by Cheryl Dragon

On the field and in bed, Aiden and Jack are a perfect match. But when reality and pride interfere, will they be able to become a team

Aiden and Jack are both hot, gay men and play weekend football for the Griffons. Their similarities end there. Jack is blue collar and sees both the attraction to Aiden and the divide between them. His career is delivering packages to fancy offices, including the one where Aiden works. On the field, they spark and win, but it takes a friend's nudging before Jack turns the mutual macho posturing to passionate sex.

The physical connection between Aiden and Jack is easy, but they'll need extra practice for the relationship part. Aiden tries to fit in with Jack's friends, but when Aiden invites Jack to an office party, Jack refuses. Thankfully, the rift won't stop the game from progressing, and neither man is a quitter!


Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781781843581
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group
Publication date: 06/28/2013
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
Pages: 194
File size: 331 KB
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.

When she's not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school.

She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best.

A lover of unusual things, Cheryl Dragon enjoys writing unique stories with sinfully hot erotic romance. Her two favourite settings are Las Vegas and New Orleans...where anything can happen! Cheryl lives in the Chicagoland area with her deaf albino cat. By day she analyses numbers for a division of a large international conglomerate, which leaves the creative juices free for her erotic romance novels.

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CHAPTER 1

Aiden Brewer kept his eye on the ball and the field. The last summer wind blew over his arms as the evening brought cooler temps to the New England football field. It was just a practice so the stands were empty and after he'd bruised his ribs in the last game, Aiden wasn't pushing too hard. Looking over at Jack Allman eased the pain with a jolt of lust. A field full of hot men and Aiden had to want the one who showed no real interest. They were friends but not really that close.

It made Aiden nuts. Especially when he had to target Jack with the ball. The wide receiver had good hands and fast feet. He also had sexy boy-next-door looks on an athletically muscled body with buzzed reddish brown hair. His chest hair tempted Aiden even more. Those deep brown eyes of his never missed a thing in the locker room.

Aiden had to lead and shook off the fantasy of tackling Jack naked. Facing the same direction, Jack squatted a few feet away. Aiden was always aware of where Jack was since passing the football to Jack was Aiden's job. As he reached for the ball, Aiden swore Jack was looking at him. .

Ignoring Jack, Aiden took off and ran the play. He found Jack down the field and hurled the ball with precision. His ribs screamed and Aiden held his side. His teammates didn't tackle him and Paul came over. Aiden watched Jack's strong body power down the field and make a touchdown. His ass looked so good in that uniform, Aiden wondered if he'd ever get over the friend who seemed oblivious.

"You okay?" Paul asked.

"Just the ribs. Damn, still sore." He tried to shake it off.

"You're thirty. You're not going to bounce back like those wild twenties anymore." Paul patted him on the back.

"I just didn't want to sit it out." Aiden shrugged.

"Why not? You won't turn rusty in a week." Despite Paul being a good friend, Aiden didn't want to hear it.

Aiden nodded to the other end of the field. "Jack as usual. Being a dick."

"He said something?" Paul asked.

"In the locker room. He's two years older but no sympathy." Aiden knew Jack's job was more physical. The advantage of having more muscle was all with Jack, at least for muscle and power. The perfect throws were Aiden. The engineer had to hit his mark.

"You should just freak him out. Kiss him or something. I bet that'd solve a lot of problems," Paul teased.

Aiden shook his head. "I'm not being the butt of more of his jokes. The guy has it in for me."

"Not how you think," Paul said.

That train of thought would only get Aiden into trouble. Jack could take the teasing if Aiden chose to dish it back.

The assistant coach blew his whistle and the team headed in. "Good job. Hit the showers. Aiden, don't push it next practice. Rest the ribs so you're good for the game. Sitting out one won't kill you."

"Sure." Aiden pulled off his helmet.

"But hit the gym so you stay loose." Jack grinned as they walked towards the showers.

"You're the coach now too? Why don't you just pass yourself the ball?" Aiden shot back.

The team laughed and headed for the showers. Aiden knew his banter with Jack was expected. The duo always delivered. He found Jack and Jack somehow managed to outrun the tight end and nab the pass. They were connected and the team counted on them. Plenty of guys gave them crap about being a couple. Practising at home and on the side — Aiden wished!

He was last in the steam-filled college locker room. The facilities were updated and well-maintained. He sat on the extra-wide bench down the middle of the rows of lockers. There was no rush. As annoying as Jack could be, Aiden hated leaving the games and practices.

Paul helped him get the pads off to spare his ribs. When the material cleared his head, Aiden caught Jack watching. The man was nuts! Running his mouth then acting jealous. Paul was a friend and had eyes for that kicker on the Griffins' rival team. Aiden hated to turn the tables of teasing on Paul, but it'd work.

Plus that topic was the one source of fun Jack would jump on immediately and side with Aiden. Jack wanted Paul to be happy as much as Aiden did. Paul was the nice, happy sort of guy everyone liked. Not a big tough guy like Jack or the geek engineer like Aiden.

"Ready to face the Dragons, Paul?" Aiden asked. "That kicker of theirs is seriously hot!"

"The Griffins will kick their asses!" Paul deflected.

The team cheered from the showers. Jack lingered, undressing slowly.

"Paul needs to go bend over for that kicker. I swear he gets a hard-on every time Paul even takes off his helmet." Jack chuckled.

Aiden felt better, except he kept stealing glances at Jack's body while he stripped. They'd seen each other in the shower and changing in the locker rooms. Why did he need to stare every time? He'd seen dozens of men naked in locker rooms. Plenty of men had been in his bed, but Jack made Aiden's body go on full alert. Maybe that was why they played so well together?

"Chemistry," he blurted. Aiden recovered quickly. "Paul, you and that guy have it. Screw the enemy and get it out of your system at least."

Paul wasn't the type for hook-ups, but it was the best Aiden had. The chemistry Aiden felt with Jack blocked out any other man for him. They'd played on the Griffins' team for a few years, but Aiden had been spotty until he'd moved up in his company. Working less overtime meant he could devote more time to practice and games. Finally he'd earned the spot of starting quarterback and nothing was going to stop him.

"I'm not into random sex or I'd take you two home and teach you a lesson." Paul hopped into the shower section.

"Oh, the teacher is getting nasty," someone called from the showers.

Aiden laughed and locked eyes with Jack, but he wasn't smiling.

"You don't need me crashing the party," Jack shouted so Paul could hear him.

The idiot! He couldn't really believe there was anything between Aiden and Paul? That was insane! Paul wanted Mr Right and was no player. Aiden wasn't either. They had a brotherly vibe, just like Paul had with Jack. Paul was the one guy Aiden trusted not to grab Jack. Aiden had always wanted to be one of the popular guys and now he'd fallen for one. Jack had a new boyfriend all the time and left Aiden jealous.

"I'm not interested in doing either one of you. Clearly you need a tutoring session in grabbing what's in front of you. If you need a referee your first round, I'll volunteer. But I don't get in between the real deal," Paul said.

Whistles and hoots came from the showers. Not all of the men were gay, but they were a team. They made the team because of their skills, but worked together and bonded for the love of the game. Aiden didn't like his personal life, or lack thereof, being the butt of jokes in the locker room, but Jack was the only one who could fix it.

Men began to filter out, dressing quickly and nodding. Aiden got out a roll of tape for his ribs after his shower. He needed to be stronger so Jack would see he wasn't some geek in a cushy office. Jack's job screamed manly. A UPS driver had to lift boxes and navigate in crazy traffic. That uniform, just like the Griffins' silver and purple, turned Aiden on when Jack was in it.

Paul exited the shower and dried off quickly. "Maybe if you two let your own damn chemistry out of your dirty jock straps and go for it we'd all be happier? We'd all have less bitching and more fun. I'd rather watch you two make out than take cheap shots at each other. We need our quarterback and wide receiver working together."

"It all works out on the field," Aiden pointed out.

"If things change, it might blow up and make things worse," Jack returned. "We're all on the same team. You can go for the kicker and if it goes wrong, no harm done because they're still our rivals."

"We'll work it out. Jack's right about the other guy, Paul. We're on your side even if you fall for a Dragon." Aiden's ribs had ceased throbbing so he bent over and took off everything from the waist down.

"You two okay in here?" Paul asked.

Aiden looked around. The locker room had cleared out. He and Jack still needed to shower. Aiden's cock throbbed, but he kept a towel in front of himself. "Fine."

"We're adults. It's just teammate crap. Can't take the hits, stay off the field. He knows I don't mean it." Jack patted Aiden's shoulder.

"Sure." The touch made Aiden's body tingle. Aiden hated the rollercoaster. He needed more than teasing and touchdowns from Jack. They only communicated clearly in uniform.

"Have a good one, guys." Paul left the locker room.

Putting his gear away, Aiden headed for the shower. As he passed, Jack bent over to pick something up. Ignoring Jack's naked and very tight ass, Aiden kept walking. He'd been rejected by plenty of hot macho men who thought a muscled geek was still nothing but a geek. He wasn't about to make a fool of himself and lose a whole team of friends because of his deep attraction to Jack.

* * *

Jack watched Aiden walk into the shower. That strong body had taken a lot of hits. As Aiden washed his black wavy hair, those blue eyes were closed and Jack could look all he wanted. Teasing was how he dealt with the attraction. He wasn't exactly from a family or background that talked about feelings.

When Aiden was rinsing the soap from his hair, he turned just enough to give Jack a glimpse of his stiff dick. It had to be Paul turning Aiden on. Telling himself lies was the way Jack survived and helped him avoid some pain at least. If Aiden and Paul hooked up, Jack would know Aiden had a good guy and could deal with it. Joking about the kicker in the Dragons defused the pressure.

Walking into the showers, Jack left only one spot between them despite a wide bank of free shower heads. The view made him hard as Aiden lathered his chest and the spray sent the suds south through his chest hair and around his erection. Jack washed his hair quickly and rinsed, hoping Aiden would be staring at him. Damn, that smart guy in a hot body kept his eyes down. It wasn't fair to give a guy everything. Good looks and a big brain. Fine, so Aiden wasn't a male model, but his face was far from ugly.

And his body! That athletic form deserved to be admired. Jack stared at the bruise and wanted to beat the crap out of whatever Dragon had given that to Aiden. He'd been taught better sportsmanship than that so he'd never take a cheap shot. Still he really wanted to kiss that bruise, not bust Aiden's balls about the pain.

"How are the ribs?" Jack asked.

Aiden looked over and shrugged. "Don't bother. I'll be fine." When he reached to try and wash his back, even with the hand opposite his bruise, the muscles pulled and Aiden cursed.

"Let me." Jack turned off his water, grabbed Jack's washcloth, and soaped it good before Aiden could even object.

"I can manage." Aiden's mouth said no, but his body relaxed under Jack's touch.

Jack grinned and took his time on Aiden's powerful shoulders. He had decent force, but his accuracy at throwing had earned him the starter spot. Jack wanted to kiss Aiden's neck but moved lower to scrub the sweat off his back.

"Sure, pull a muscle and you'll blame me." Jack worked the small of Aiden's back and started at his round ass. The urge to take Aiden pounded in Jack. Aiden's cock was as hard as Jack's. There was no denying it.

"I won't. Stop giving me crap and the Paul jokes. You know better." Aiden planted his hands on the wall of the shower and let the spray run over his face.

Washing Aiden's firm ass earned Jack a gasp from his sexy teammate. "What are you doing?"

"Stopping the jokes." Jack bit Aiden's shoulder and reached a hand around. Gripping the base of Aiden's cock, Jack had to look at the prize to truly enjoy him. "Don't fight it."

"Don't toy with me." Aiden turned and pushed Jack to arm's length as he leaned on the shower wall.

"Are you hard for Paul? Or for me?" Jack demanded as he turned off the water.

"Shut up with that! You know he's just a friend. If you're doing this to one-up Paul, stop. I'm not interested in sex games." Aiden's hands squeezed Jack's chest.

Jack smiled — at least Aiden was touching him. The man was a good liar! Truly he was cut out for corporate life. Aiden's hands were over Jack's nipples and the stimulation went straight to his cock.

"I believe you're just friends with Paul. I believe you don't want sex games. But I don't believe you want me to stop."

"What is wrong with you?" Aiden asked.

There was only one answer and Jack couldn't say it. Instead he tried to lean in and kiss Aiden. Damn the muscled arms of a quarterback! Denied genuine affection, Jack went the other way. He knelt and sucked Aiden's balls into his mouth before Aiden could react with more than a moan.

When Aiden's hips lifted, Jack licked up Aiden's thick member and teased the tip. The torment continued until Aiden grabbed Jack's head and guided his mouth down onto the shaft. Aiden gasped when Jack took it all, but neither of them were exactly new at this. Jack loved the rush of being nervous. If it weren't Aiden, it wouldn't matter.

"You bastard!" Aiden looked down at Jack.

Jack released Aiden's cock and stared up at him while nuzzling Aiden's sac. "You don't want it?"

"Shut up!" Aiden held Jack's head and rubbed his cock all over Jack's face. Kissing and licking the erection, Jack loved the feel of that man's cock pulsing for him.

"You think about me at night? On the field? You know you want it!" Jack nipped at the shaft as Aiden struggled with his lust.

"You just said it could ruin everything." Aiden shook his head.

"You never listen to me. Tell the truth for a change. Say you want me to fuck your brains out and take you home. You want me to suck your cock and then pound your ass." Jack loved seeing Aiden dirty. A muddy game gave him the best fantasies. But really he wanted to see Aiden let that guard down and be real. The guy never let his soft spot show, except on his body.

Jack gently touched around the bruise then slid his hands up Aiden's chest and pinched his nipples.

"Shut up." Aiden filled Jack's mouth with cock again.

To Jack's surprise and arousal, Aiden fucked his mouth like it was a glory hole. Jack could take anything the geek dished out and tongued that cock while Aiden took what he wanted. His face scrunched in determination, Aiden held Jack's head. Jack never broke eye contact, staring at his quarterback so Aiden wouldn't go into denial.

One of Jack's hands stayed up on Aiden's chest, pinching his nipple and tugging on chest hair to spur Aiden on. But Jack let his other hand slide down and cup Aiden's balls, rolling and tugging them. He wanted to know every inch of Aiden's body not just by sight but by feel. Where was he tender, ticklish and turned on? This was a good start. Jack rubbed behind Aiden's sac and the groaning grew serious.

Jack backed off to suck the tip and Aiden didn't fight it. The guy was too close. "Come for me," Jack urged.

There was no avoiding it now for Aiden. Seconds later, cum coated Jack's tongue and he got a rush of triumph. Aiden shuddered and his cock slid out, giving Jack another shot of cream to the chest.

"Shit! Jack." Aiden rested his head on the gleaming white tile.

Swallowing the prize, Jack stood up and grabbed Aiden's head for a change. Pulling him in, Jack took the kiss he'd been denied. Aiden didn't fight this time, wrapping his arms around Jack's torso.

Jack forced himself not to hold Aiden too tight. Aiden's ribs were still hurt and while some rough play in sex was fun, he didn't want to send the wrong message to Aiden. Chest to chest, Jack rubbed to feel the friction of the hair. Most of the men he'd dated were hairless guys. Jack needed a real man. Their tongues duelled for control, but Jack held Aiden's head and slowed the kiss to bring them back down to earth.

"I'm not hurting your ribs, am I?" Jack asked.

Aiden looked away. "I'm fine."

"I'm sorry. You really should give them a rest." Jack kissed Aiden's cheek.

"I had an X-ray. They're not broken." Aiden reached down and gripped Jack's hard cock. "What the hell are we doing?"

"Paul's always given us good advice before. If we turn each other on so much and get along, what the hell are we doing avoiding it?" Jack shrugged.

"If it's a joke, I'll quit and join the Dragons." Aiden's lips twitched.

"You wouldn't. The team would kill me. We're never going to be best friends because of this. So why fight it?" Jack kissed Aiden's neck.

"This shouldn't go to waste." Aiden stroked Jack's cock.

"Don't waste it. Stop playing and take it." Jack slapped Aiden's hand away. "I said I'm going to fuck you and I meant it. I'll never survive on just a blow job now. Come on. I'll make you come again."

Aiden pushed away from the wall and held onto Jack's shoulders. "You better." Aiden kissed Jack and the rush of triumph was like three touchdowns in one game.

Leading Aiden out of the showers, Jack grabbed a towel and wondered why he'd waited so long. Maybe his geeky teammate wasn't as stuffy and confident as Jack had built in his head. Seeing where Aiden worked daily had left an impression on Jack. Luckily they were naked now, and nothing mattered but the reality that they needed each other.

(Continues…)


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