It`s
time for Tuesday Tales.
Today we have an excerpt from A Star-Crossed Christmas, which is a
Cayuga Cougars short story being written for a hockey holidays anthology coming
out later this year!
Our word prompt today is “Pale”. In
today’s scene, our two new lovers are reconciled after a fourteen-day separation.
This story may have gay erotic scenes,
strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now
is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
Those fourteen days were the longest
fourteen days ever on record. Thankfully they were over now, and Shaun was
sitting behind the Cougars bench, wearing one of my sweaters, looking so tan
and so amazingly handsome I was crazed to get this stupid game over with. We’d
had ten minutes at the airport to hug and kiss. That was it. Then I had to be
here for the game which was taking so long. Oh my God. Why did we play three periods anyway? It wasn’t like we didn’t
know we had this game locked down. We were ahead by a goal and this was our
game, our two points. I glanced at the clock as the action was all down at the
other end of the ice. Two minutes left. I heard the crack of a puck off the
glass. My attention returned to the game, where it should be, and I saw Ron
Plassy of the Broncos pick up the puck after it ricocheted off the glass. Ron
was a defenseman, and generally not a big offensive threat, but he came down
the ice like someone had strapped rocket boosters to his skates.
He threw his shoulder to the right,
pulling me that way. I knew as soon as I moved in that direction it was a
mistake. Ron’s deke was brilliant. I had hardly any time to recover, so I
planted left skate to pipe and spread my legs wide, jamming my right skate into
the iron as well. The puck bounced off my toe, rolling back at Plassy. He
jumped on the rebound and took another shot. I threw my blocker up. The puck
flew back over my head and down the back of the net. Play was whistled dead. I sat there on
the ice, stunned that I’d pulled those two saves out of my ass. The Cougars
fans were cheering my name. I couldn’t see Shaun from where I was seated in the
crease, but I hoped he had been somewhat impressed.
An hour and another win later, I
pushed out of the Cougar dressing room, tie dangling and jacket in hand, crazy
mad to get to Shaun. He was hanging out with the press corps, chatting about
his win in Aspen and his aspirations to be picked for the Olympic team again.
The hallway was packed, and I wiggled past some fat guy in a polo shirt holding
a phone in the air. Shaun was nodding at something one of the reporters had
said when his gaze met mine. A smile that could melt the polar ice caps lit up
his face. My feet felt big and stupid.
“There’s my friend, Mitch.” Shaun
broke from the media, thanking them for their interest in his career, and
walked to me, brown eyes sparkling.
We didn’t say anything to each
other. I think we were kind of afraid to speak in case we got gushy or
something. Walking side-by-side we played things off as casual until we rounded
the corner. We both made a lunge at each other, bouncing off a Coke machine,
mouths sealed. I pawed around behind me for a door as Shaun lapped at my mouth.
I found a knob, turned it, and we fell into the room, pulling at each other’s
clothes like starving jackals.
“Mind if we take pictures for later masturbatory
use?”
Shaun and I leaped apart, lips wet
and a little puffy, breathing jagged, and turned to look at Coach Kalinski
sitting at his desk, smirking, as his husband lounged in a chair in the far
corner. Dan looked like a cat who found his way into a budgie shop. I felt
myself pale.
“I uh, we… he and I - it’s kind of…
this is my friend.”
Victor smiled at my fumbling. “Yep,
I can see how friendly you are. You catching all the friendship these two are
sharing, babe?”
“Yep, lots of friendship,” Dan
replied as he fought not to laugh.
Copyright 2018 ©by V.L. Locey
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6 comments:
Well done. LOL funny at the end.
I can feel his impatience and the tension built through the whole piece. Then that end was priceless! So busted! Great job!
this is great imagery: Dan looked like a cat who found his way into a budgie shop.
Love it
How cool! Victor and Dan making an appearance here!! I love it. Of course, Victor Kalinski is one of the all time great characters. Love this story.
Great hockey action and engaging humor. Love the image "he came down the ice like someone had strapped rocket boosters to his skates."
Thanks all!
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