Page 100 of Brace and Chase

“We never do anything stupid,” Finn quips with his shit-stirring smile. “But who knows what other people will do.”

I just shake my head at him. I don’t even want to know.

“I’ll see you two in a month.”

“You coming home for a night?” Beau asks.

“If Laney says I can, then yes.”

That’s all the confirmation they’ll get from me, but by the smiles on their faces they take it as a yes.

It’s fine. With how well Nik and I have been playing, there shouldn’t be a reason why he won’t let me—and hopefully Nik—stay an extra night away after our game against Chicago.

“You’re flying out tomorrow too, right?” Finn asks me.

“Yeah, tomorrow night after an early game. Just a four-day trip to Dallas. Then it’s the All-Star weekend, so I’ll have a few days off.” And I know exactly how Nik plans on spending that week.

“You’re gonna destroy them,” he assures me.

“Yes we will,” Nik says with a wide, evil smile. I snort at him, then almost choke when Finn gives him a quick hug that Beau mimics, and Lou does as well.

Nik looks just as stunned, but recovers quickly.

“See you,” Beau and Finn say in their creepy unison way, then they’re gone.

“Home?” I ask Nik quietly.

“Yes please. We have some training to do.”

It takes me a long second to understand what he’s talking about and I curse him for it. I blush so hard my whole face feels hot.

“Adorable,” he croons quietly.

“Shut up,” I groan at him. “Let’s get out of here.”

“So I thinkwe need some instructions,” Nik says as soon as we’re done dumping the contents of our duffels in the washing machine. It’s something I’m trying to get him used to doing, so he’ll stop leaving his duffel all over.

Hopefully I’m using the psychological training he told Benny about right, because if it works, the stink in the house will go way down.

“What do you mean by instructions?” I ask, skeptical. “Like porn?”

“Maybe?” he asks with a shrug. “Come on.” He almost runs out of the laundry room and up the stairs. I’m actually really pleased with myself, seeing how eager he is to get me playing with his ass.

It’s definitely a new thing for me. I’ve never done anal before, so it’ll be new for both of us. Well... Okay, no, I don’t want to wonder about Nik’s sex life before I came along. Nothing good lies down that path.

I find him sitting on his side of the bed, back against theheadboard, tablet in his hand, and a cute concentration twist on his mouth.

I climb in, tired from the game tonight, but ready for some action, and can’t help but groan at how he worded his search.

First time anal instructionsisn’t what I would’ve gone with, and sure enough, the titles of the videos that pop up are clearly not going to help.

“Nik,” I groan when he taps on the first link. Obnoxious moaning sounds come from the tablet, and I have to laugh at his wince when he sees a truly small man taking an inhumanly big dick up his ass.

I mean to each their own, but . . .

“We’re not ready for that,” I declare and take the tablet from him.

I close that tab and start fresh. Then I try a few different phrases until I find a blog post on an LGBTQ+ site that looks official enough.

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