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“Go on, tell me.”
“Hidden Creek has a lot of gay people, but it doesn’t have much in the way of services, or places they can get help if they need it. When we go home, I want to find a way to help them. Like, maybe an LGBT center?” He said, then looked up and saw Tyler’s smile.
“That’s a splendid idea. Sania and I were talking about how I need to start a foundation. An organization with my name on it to use my money and name to encourage others to help too. That could be a way we could give back to the community. I can definitely see an LGBT center in Hidden Creek.”
“Wouldn’t that involve coming out though?” Chip said.
“Yes, it would. I’ve got a lot to think about. Coming out is hard for just about everyone, not just me. An organization like the center would help those making that decision. Shit, I’m so self-centered sometimes.” Tyler let go of Chip and sat down on the couch. Chip plopped down next to him and took his hand.
“You’ve accomplished so much in your life. It’s scary to think about letting go of all this.” Chip gestured to the room, and its opulent furnishings. “Coming out would be a big step. Are you sure you want to do it?” He kissed Tyler softly on the lips, realizing he could barely keep himself from touching him. He was like a magnet to his iron.
“Yes, I do. I’m tired of worrying about it, but I’m going to wait until after I retire. I just can’t imagine what it would be like to still be playing and having my opponent thinking… shit, I don’t know.” He sighed. Chip kissed him again, loving the feel of his stubble against his lips. Tyler pulled him in closer, his kisses progressing from tender and soft, to hard and demanding. Seconds later he was on his lap, and assaulting his neck with hot licks and suction.
“Oh, babe, yes.” Tyler moaned, arching his neck. He placed his hands on the back of Tyler’s head, entwining his fingers in his thick hair. His breathing grew hitched and uneven. Suddenly it was too much, and he pushed Chip back.
“Too intense, sorry, I just…”
Chip covered his lips with his own and kissed his thoughts away. His tongue darted in and out of Tyler’s mouth, while his hands gripped Tyler’s firm biceps. He felt Tyler’s manhood thickening beneath him. He ground his ass into it, enjoying the feeling of control he had over him.
“You are driving me crazy…” Tyler whispered, grasping Chip by the waist and pushing his thick cock against Chip’s tight ass. Suddenly he became aware of the open balcony when the sun came out from behind the clouds.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom.” He said. Chip looked at the window, and his lustful smile was briefly overshadowed by worry. He eased off of Tyler’s lap, took his hand, and led him to the bedroom door, which he locked behind them.
Tyler hopped on the bed and lay back against the pillows. Chip straddled his waist, and seconds later he felt the push of Tyler’s cock against his cheeks.
“I thought athletes weren’t supposed to have sex before a game?” Chip teased him, pinching his nipples through his thin shirt.
“Oh, I forgot. Get off me!” He laughed and pushed at Chip’s hands. Tyler leaned forward enough so Chip could slide his shirt off. Chip took off his own and threw them both to the floor.
“Too late. My ass is hungry, and it’s your fault.”
Tyler looked up at him quizzically, then burst into laughter. Chip guffawed, and seconds later rolled off him and lay at his side. Once their laughter subsided, Tyler climbed in between Chip’s legs, spreading his thighs with his knees.
“So your ass is hungry, huh?” Tyler said in a deep voice, then swiftly bent down and kissed him, hard and deep with his tongue. Chip broke it off, and spoke with a tinge of need in his voice.
“I need you to feed me, Daddy.”
“Daddy? I’m not that much older than you!” He latched his mouth to his stomach and gave him a raspberry.
“OH MY GOD! STOP” Chip screamed with laughter, while Tyler tortured him a little more. Once Chip amped up his squirming, Tyler relinquished his grip on his stomach, and moved his lips north, attaching to his nipple.
“Yes, that’s it.” Chip murmured, his chest still heaving slightly from the earlier attack on his belly. Tyler nibbled on his nipple while his hands moved to Chip’s pants, fumbling with the zipper. He got it down, and let go of Chip long enough to get his pants off. He took off his own and threw both pairs on the floor next to their shirts. He grasped the root of Chip’s shaft. It was thick and heavy, and his excitement was evident by a glistening drop of liquid at the tip. He gave him a few unhurried strokes before taking the head in his mouth.
Chip arched his back with pleasure. Tyler’s tongue encircled his thick head, then flicked the tip while keeping it engulfed in his mouth. He stroked Chip's shaft with his fist while teasing him underneath his balls with his tongue. He stopped, then gave him a lick from his taint to the tip of his cock.
“Your balls are full.” Tyler said, then he went all the way down on him, taking his entire shaft in his mouth.
Chip’s hips bucked beneath Tyler, until he couldn’t take any more.
“Please, stop now or I’m going to explode.” Chip gasped, his legs shaking.
Tyler removed his mouth, saw a drop of Chip’s essence at the tip, and licked it off, relishing the salty flavor. He reached in between Chip’s legs, feeling around until he felt Chip’s tight hole. He stroked it, allowing his finger to almost enter, but then swerved to the side, teasing him.
“I want you inside me, now.” Chip said breathlessly.
Tyler leaned over to the nightstand and opened the top drawer. He found the box of condoms and lube and got himself ready. Chip reached down and gripped Tyler’s sheathed and lubed cock, sliding his hand up and down. Tyler’s mouth became serious, and he removed Chip’s hand.
“You’re going to get me off before I’ve had a chance to be inside you.” He said. Tyler took a lubed-up finger and stroked Chip’s entrance. Chip’s legs moved back, and Tyler’s finger slid in. He moved it back and forth, slowly exploring his hole.
