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Hunter

It had been torture waiting for an out-of-town game. I knew this was my only chance to get Gomez alone. He had been dodging me for three days even feigning sickness on the day we were supposed to practice together.

A part of me thought I was pushing the issue, but since we had lost today, I knew I had to try one more time because this could help us. Like I told Valencia, it was a win-win for all of us. If we all signed a contract, we would have an NDA to ensure all our safety and the parameters of what we all did and didn’t want.

Grabbing my bag, I walked to the charter bus that was supposed to take us to our hotel, a little disappointed that Valencia didn’t come with us this time. We played a good game, and it was brutal with some of us in the sin bin more often. I was ready for sleep, but the thought of talking to Gomez kept me awake.

When we arrived at the hotel, we waited in the lobby for our keys as I heard some of the guys planning to come down to eat after they got situated upstairs. Gomez said he might come down, but I had to convince him to eat in the room with me and we could talk. If more happened, I was also down for it too.

Coach gave out keys and we all went up to our rooms, but Gomez got on the elevator before me. I was afraid he was going to leave before I got a chance to speak with him. The elevator I got on stopped at two floors before letting us out on the ninth floor where most of us were staying.

I bolted for the room, swiping the card and opening the door a little too aggressively.

“Chingao,” Gomez said, stepping back, already in some sweats and a t-shirt. “Damn dude.”

“Shit, sorry,” I said, stepping inside trying to be oblivious that he was leaving. “Want to order in?”

I didn't know how to be nice to Gomez. We fought and were mean to each other. Did I compliment him? He you got a nice cock, want to fuck?

“Uh, I was going to go down with the guys and eat,” he said, not looking at me.

“I think you’ve run away enough, we need to talk,” I said firmly, and dropped my bag at the end of the bed.

“There is nothing to talk about,” he said, crossing his arms against his chest.

I gave him a pointed look.

“You know there is and while Val isn’t here, we need to talk about other things,” I said, sitting on the bed hoping he didn’t run.

“We kissed and fucked Ruby Dix,” he said taking a deep breath. “I don't know what else you want to talk about.”

“You didn’t seem that ok when you practically ran away from us,” I said, running my hands through my hair.

“What do you want me to say?” he snapped.

“I don’t know, I just… you seemed surprised that it was me and now your hesitation that night makes sense,” I said as I stood up. “It was your first time with a man, right?”

He looked away as pink ran up his neck.

“Does it matter?” he growled. “What does it change? Do you want to be the one who guides me in my newfound bi-ness.”

“I mean, I’m not opposed to fooling around, if that’s what you want,” I smirked. “I also love a good contract.”

Gomez stared at me in disbelief. “Why the fuck would we do that? We hate each other.”

“Do we really or is it just sexual tension?” I stepped up to him, seeing him swallow, making his Adam's apple go up and down. “I’m down for some hate fucking. If it's on paper, we can put rules and express what we want.”

This had to appeal to him. Being a rigger meant he knew about the ins and outs of BDSM.

“We shouldn’t,” he said softly.

He looked nervous, a little scared.

“Ok,” I said, not wanting to push him, but it didn’t lessen the sting of rejection.

I wasn’t an idiot to think that it would be easy for everyone to say yes to this. Sometimes, I forgot how young he was and this wasn’t all black and white to him.

Walking to the bed by the window, I took off my shoes before taking off my jacket and got undressed. He still hadn’t moved when I took a pair of sweats out and changed into them. My eyes looked everywhere else except at him, even though I could feel his eyes on me. His attention made my cock perk up and it flooded me with memories of kissing and rutting together.

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