CHAPTER 12: “I THINK I’M IN LOVE”
I quickly made my way through the storm of reporters outside my building. Every last one of them hurled questions at me about Santiago. I didn’t understand how the world had found out about anything. I was so confused and so angry.
“Are you and Santiago Hernandez dating? How did you meet? How does the team feel about this?” The question came in quick succession.
I powered through and entered the building. It had been a week since the article broke. I was trying to navigate my way through it all. I had been ignoring everyone’s calls and messages. The only person I talked to was Dakota. I had told him to keep a low profile. I didn’t want him caught up in my mess.
My best friends couldn’t even reach me. I just needed to get away for a while. The elevator stopped, and I stepped into the hall. My heart leaped, and my eyes lit up. Standing in front of my door was Dakota. He tried to look incognito with his baseball cap and shades, but I could tell who he was anywhere in the world.
“What are you doing here,” I asked.
“I had to see you. You know I can’t stay away from you too long. Now you gonna just stand there, or you gonna give me a kiss?”
I walked over with this bright smile on my face. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled me into a warm embrace, and we kissed. I slowly sucked his lips. I could feel his erection pressing against mine.
“Let’s take this inside,” he said.
I quickly unlocked the door and pulled him into the apartment. I slammed the door, and he quickly began to undress. I ran my hands over his chest. His body felt so good in my hands.
“Damn, your body feels good,” I exclaimed.
“You taste good,” he said as he licked my ear. “I was thinking. How about I get you out of the city for a few days? I can take you to the Maldives.”
“That’s too expensive, Koda.”
“No, it’s not. It’s perfect for a getaway. I want to spend time with you away from this. Let me do this.”
I struggled to say it, “O..okay, fine.”
He laughed, “That wasn’t so hard.”
“Easy for you to say. You’re the one paying for it.”
“Well, you can pay me back with some ass and some dick. Starting right now,” he said as he lifted me up.
I wrapped my legs around his waist. He started kissing more. He stumbled back onto the sofa. I pushed my tongue in his mouth. Just as he started to suck my tongue, there was a knock at the door.
Todd shouted, “Bitch we know you’re in there. Let us in. We’re here to help you through this. We’re your best friends, and we want to help.”
I sighed, “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Dakota pushed me off of him. He stood up and went to the door with a huge tent in his underwear. He opened the door, and I laughed my ass as Todd, Tadeo, and Tao’s mouth’s dropped.
“I need you guys to wait out here quietly for like 30 minutes. I’m desperately trying to fuck my boyfriend.”
He closed the door and walked back over to me. He pulled his underwear off, and his swollen member twitched.
“You called me your boyfriend,” I said.
“I know. Now, if you don’t mind, I want you naked. This dick is not going down till we fuck.”
I bit my lip, “Yes, sir.”
***
I felt like I was the main attraction in a room filled with spectators. No one was there for my best interest. It was all about protecting Santiago. He was sitting across the table from me, sandwiched between two high-powered attorneys in suits. Sadness was in his eyes.
The gentleman at the head of the table cleared his throat. He was the one in charge. He looked intimidating. I felt intimidated. I also felt alone.
The man spoke, “Are the two of you in a homosexual relationship?”
“No,” I answered.
“We fucked,” Santiago added.
Someone else said, “There are rules in place for this sort of entanglement.”
“Entanglement?” I asked to make sure I heard and understood correctly. “I wasn’t an entanglement. We had a genuine…,” my voice trailed off. For some reason, I couldn’t finish my sentence.
“Your involvement with Santiago should have followed the rules of the game,” the head man said.
Santiago yelled, “We followed the rules. This wasn’t our doing. We did things right. I know for a fact Tyson didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Well, someone somewhere fucked up. Now, we have to make a choice. Deny or admit. The league is prepared to back you, Santiago, no matter what you decide.”
Santiago quickly answered, “Deny. There’s no other option. It’ll all blow over, and we’ll be good. We’ll be good, right Ty?”
I made eye contact with him. That last part of the question had a deeper meaning. He was referring to my forgiveness. I forgave Todd, but Santiago’s transgressions were more complicated.
“I’d like to be let out of my contract,” I announced.
Santiago’s eyes widened, “What?”
“I no longer feel comfortable in my position, and I’m sure the guys are not going to feel comfortable having me examine them. We can say all day long that I’m not gay, but the doubt is out there. It would be in the best interest of everyone if I left.”
“You can’t leave.” It sounded almost like Santiago was pleading.
“I can. I want to. I will.” I firmly stated. I turned to face the head man, “Please let me out of my contract, sir.”
Santiago stared at me and said, “If you let him out of his contract then I’m done playing. I’ll sit the rest of the season on the fucking sidelines.”
My blood boiled. All I wanted was to be done. He couldn’t let me have my dignity. I didn’t know how to feel.
***
I went into my office. I slammed the door behind me. Santiago had pissed me off royally. The door opened behind me. I turned around and was staring Santiago in his smug face.
“Can we talk? I’ve missed you. It’s been two months, Papi,” he said with that charming smile.
He was so arrogant. That arrogance pissed me off. I wanted to smack that grin right off his face. He had no right to interfere with my life.
“Why the fuck did you just do that,” I asked as I got in his face.
He threw his hands up, “Relax, Papi. The team isn’t going to judge you. I’ll shut all that noise down.”
“I don’t need your help. I needed you not to fuck my best friend,”
He hung his head, “I fucked up.”
“Damn right!”
He looked up at me. His big eyes were full of sorrow and regret. There was something so beautiful about it. It touched my heart to a degree.
He sighed, “It wasn’t my choice. Jessica wanted to get even. She was mad that I left her at the club for you. She said I was becoming a fag, and I was falling for you.”
I asked, “So, she told you to fuck him?”
Santiago continued, “She was going to tell the world. I had to protect myself. I gave in to her demands. She remembered him from the first night we all met at the club. Jessica is resourceful. She got his contact info, and the next thing I know, he was there.”
“Why didn’t you tell me the night you showed up? Literally right after you fucked him,” I asked.
“I was scared I’d lose you, Tyson,” he confessed.
I shook my head, “I was never yours to begin with, Santiago. You were always Jessica’s.”
I started to walk past him. He grabbed my arm. I turned around and he pushed me against the desk. I heard the stacks of papers and pens hit the floor.
I gritted my teeth, “Let me go, you bastard.”
“Make me,” he said as he pressed his body against mine. I could feel his hot breath on my face. “You feel that? That’s what you do to me. For two months, you’ve ignored my calls. Had me round here walking like a sick puppy. This shit ends now.”
I hissed, “Fuck you!”
“Fuck me? Yeah, okay,” he said as he spun me around.
He pushed me over the desk and slammed my face into it. Santiago kicked my legs apart. I was completely frozen for a moment. He pulled my pants and underwear down. The warm air in the room circled my ass.
“You look so beautiful like this,” he said as he ran his hands over my smooth cakes.
I heard his zipper, and then I felt his swollen beef on my cheek. He took his meat and slapped my hole. He ran his length up and down my valley against my tight ring.
“Say you want it. Say you want us to resume what we were doing. I want us to appreciate each other again. Let me have you, Tyson.” With each word, he would grind his cock against my puckered hole.
I turned around and stared him in the eyes. He looked sexy as hell. He licked those fat lips. I looked down at that thick, uncut meat. It had been so long since I’d seen it. It looked delicious, leaking its precum all over the floor.
“I don’t want you anymore,” I told him.
I pushed him out of the way. He stumbled backward. I pulled up my pants and left out the room.
***
The tropical sun was on our naked skin. We were locked into each other, hidden away from the world. Our lips rubbed back and forth as we kissed under the sun. Dakota wrapped his arm around my waist and placed his hand on the small of my back. It sent shivers up and down my spine. I took his throbbing penis in my hand and stroked him.
He moaned in my mouth. I couldn’t seem to get enough of touching him, holding him, and having him. He just felt good. One of the best parts of my day was talking to him. I didn’t even have to be around him. Damn, I was falling fast. He made it so damn easy to want him.
Those slow kisses and tugging of his dick had me weak. He knew just how to tease my body. I could feel his blood pumping away in his meaty cock. His tongue wrapped around mine, and our chests pressed together. My body felt overstimulated in the best way possible. I was damn lucky.
He dropped to his knees and took my cock into his talented mouth. He teased the head with his lips before sliding his tongue down and around my shaft. I moaned, and he wrapped his hand around the base of my cock and gave it a stroke. He stood up and pulled me to the futon.
He lay on his back, and I climbed between his thick legs. He looked so sexy, lying there waiting for me. I couldn’t resist his lips. I kissed him again. My cock slid between the wedge of his ass. His cock rested against my stomach. As we made out, I grind my cock against his pulsating hole. My balls dragged across his cheeks.
I moved down his body and took his brilliant cock into my mouth. The taste of him was everything. As always, it left me feeling empowered. As he moaned, I took his big balls into my mouth. I sucked on his sack, making sure I coated them well with saliva. I teased the head of his cock and then planted soft kisses around his pelvis.
I hiked his legs up and exposed his pretty hole to me. I buried my face in him. My tongue moved around his ring, sucking and slurping all over it. He rocked his hips, feeding me more of his sweet-tasting ass. His hands ran down my smooth back onto my juicy ass.
I flipped onto my knees and presented him with my ass. He kissed my spine, taking his time moving down my body. He loved to draw it out. It made it all that much better. He ran his hands over my cheeks. He kissed my hole. His long tongue ran along my rosebud. He used his tongue with such passion to bring me close to the edge. I found myself throwing it back on him. His tongue worked my hole as I worked my hips. I needed him inside of me.
I eased down on his cock. It slid inside of me like a welcomed friend. I rocked my hips back and forth. My hands planted on his chest. Our moans mixed with the sound of the ocean and birds chirping was magical. I moved my hips faster, and his cock slid deeper inside of me.
As my body moved, my hard cock swung back and forth. Dakota squeezed my ass as I rode him. His cock pushed deeper inside of me. It touched my depths and made me beg for more. His dick understood the assignment. His dick knew it’s way around my insides. We didn’t need any words. We completely understood the other person. We knew what each one wanted, liked, and loved.
He rolled me onto my back. My legs spread wide, and he gave me a deep fucking. Over and over, he fucked into my tight chute. My walls clung around his swollen member. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him inside of me. Our noses touched, and our lips grazed one another. I moaned like a woman finally finding her king. I didn’t understand what was happening to me and why. He smiled at me. It was such a beautiful smile.
“I want you inside of me,” he said as he pulled his cock out of me.
Dakota pulled out of me. He got on his back, and I slid in between his legs. My dick eased inside of him. His hole opened and let me in. The warmth of his insides took me. I rocked my body, moving my hips and cock in and out of him. He looked at me with loving eyes. His moans were deep and passionate.
I took his firm dick in my hand and teased the head as I gave him my jewel. He smiled and moaned deeper. His legs kicked out and began to shake. I could feel his insides melt as I picked up the pace of my stroke game. His eyes pleaded for more. I went deeper inside of him. My cock swelled even more. His walls pulled at me like a soft hand guiding me through life. I felt lost in his passion.
Deeper and faster, my body smashed into his. He stuck his tongue out, and I sucked it. He dug his nails into my backside. The pain and pleasure mixture was perfect for me. I could have stayed in him for hours. I wanted to stay inside him for hours. There was nothing greater or better than what we were doing.
I rolled him onto his knees and slid back inside of him. I started to plow his backside with deep and long strokes. His ass bounced and throbbed around my member. My balls felt tight as they smashed into his taint. He fell onto his stomach as I pushed my dick deeper inside of him. His ring felt even tighter around my dick. I fucked him with a greater urgency. I could feel the pressure building in my balls.
I humped into his backside faster and deeper. The cum started to move up my shaft. I bit down on his neck and let out a loud growl. My dick exploded and flooded his insides with my hot and sticky cum. My dick twitched inside his tunnel. Eventually, I pulled out of him. He rolled onto his back. I took his swollen member into my mouth.
He thrust his hips up, and his cock erupted. I swallowed his heavy, hot load. Rope after rope of hot cum went down my throat as some trickled down the side of my mouth; he was a tasty meal that left me completely satisfied. He snuggled up next to me, quickly taking the role of the big spoon.
“I’m never gonna let anything happen to you,” he said as he kissed the nape of my neck.
I turned around and faced him. His beautiful eyes were so calming to my soul. The silence felt so peaceful. I just wanted it to stay like that forever. I interlocked my fingers with his.
“If the reporters are still there when I get back home. I’m going to come out as bisexual. I’m proud of my sexuality. You should probably stay clear of me for a while. I don’t want rumors going around about you. You’re a rising star. You don t need my drama tarnishing you.”
He kissed my hand and said, “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Koda,” I started.
He firmly stated, “It’s not a debate. Most things with us are. This isn’t one. You wouldn’t abandon me if it were me. I’m not abandoning you. I’ll be here to help however you need me to. Just don’t expect me to disappear from your life.”
***
The black SUV pulled up in front of my building. The crowd of reporters were still gathered outside. Dakota took hold of my hand and kissed it.
“I can have the driver take you somewhere else. You don’t have to do this,” he said.
I smiled at him, “It's time to take back my life. No one gets to pull me out of the closet. I make that decision on my own terms.”
I leaned over and planted a kiss on his soft lips. His kiss gave me the strength and courage to do what needed to be done. I got out of the SUV. The reporters began to circle around me. The camera flashed, and everyone’s voice sounded like muffled, incoherent thoughts in my ears.
I stopped in front of the door. I took a deep breath and turned around to face everyone. I could see all their mouths moving and people pointing microphones at me. My heart started racing. The nerves in my body tingled as anxiety settled in my stomach. Finally, I heard someone’s question.
“Tyson, are you in a relationship with Santiago?”
“He’s not!” I didn’t expect to hear Dakota.
“Dakota, how are you connected with Tyson,” someone asked.
He strolled right up and stood next to me. He took hold of my hand. Our fingers interlocked. There was a look in his eyes that I didn’t understand.
“He’s here for support. Though I’m a bisexual man, I am not in a sexual relationship with Santiago. I am only his physical therapist,” I answered.
“Tyson, are you in a relationship with anyone in the league,” someone asked.
“He’s in one with me, and I think I’m in love with him,” Dakota said as he pulled me closer.
Our eyes lingered, and our hearts raced. Then he sealed his fate and planted a kiss on me for the entire world to see. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back. The reporters lost their minds. I heard more questions and felt more camera flashes, but that didn’t matter. We had just changed the game, and he was possibly in love with me. Holy shit!
TO BE CONTINUED
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