This is part of a multi-chapter RPS Flyers (NHL) fic. It is a pretty dark, angsty, and smutty fic about a fictional polyamorous relationship between Scottie Upshall, Joffrey Lupul, Mike Richards, and Jeff Carter. It is rated NC-17 with graphic gay sex. None of this is true. Just a figment of my perverted imagination.
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Jeff fumbled with the key to his condo unable to figure out why the key would not go inside the lock. Just a few hours ago, it fit perfectly. Whatever the problem was, he had had enough. “Fuck this,” he grumbled and them the key chain on the ground.
“What the fuck are you doing, Carts?” Steve asked him, trying not to laugh. “How are we going to get in if you don’t unlock the door?”
Jeff leaned against the wall in the fucking hallway. “I’ll break fucking in. The key isn’t working. Shit, these can’t be my keys.”
His words were met by Steve’s hysterical laughter. “Of course they’re your keys,” he said, picking them off the ground. “You just took them out of your pocket, idiot.”
“Fuck you,” Jeff said, slurring his words. “There’s a perfectly good explanation for that. I’m sure of it.”
Steve unlocked the door and grinned at Jeff. “Told you they were your keys.”
“Smart ass,” Jeff said, stumbling into his apartment. He looked at Steve who was hesitating just outside the door.
“Come on, Steve. What’cha standing out there for?”
“I was going to leave,” Steve said, nervously and tossing him the keys. “Here, Carts. I’m going home.”
Jeff stared at him in disbelief. “No fucking way. Come in and have a drink. I owe you at least that. Shit, you could’ve been like Pars and left with my woman.”
“I don’t know, Jeff. You look like you’ve had enough to drink. And that girl was not yours. Hell, I think she liked Ryan’s girlfriend better than him.”
“Fuck. I would’ve loved to see that.” Jeff took a few steps in Steve’s direction and looked him in the eyes. “Come on, just one drink. You’re not going to deny me that are you?”
Steve saw the pain in Jeff’s eyes and he couldn’t say no to him. He knew that he should. Jeff had been through enough shit tonight but he couldn’t. “Fuck, Jeff. Don’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like a wounded puppy.” Steve said, walking in his apartment.
“Come on, you know you want to have a drink.”
“Maybe, Steve muttered, sitting down at the table. It wasn’t really a drink he wanted it was… Steve pushed that thought from his mind. Jeff was vulnerable right now, he should be thinking about how to help him not how to get him into bed.
“You okay, Steve?” Jeff asked, setting down two rum and cokes on the table.
Steve took a sip of his drink and nearly choked on it. “What the hell, Jeff? How much rum did you put in this? Shit, I won’t be able to drive after I drink this.”
“That’s the idea,” Jeff grinned at him.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Steve asked, staring down into his drink.
“You’ll see,” Jeff said, watching him.
“You’re full of shit.”
Jeff’s eyes grew serious at once. “Thanks, Steve. I appreciate you hanging around and driving me home. Shit, if it weren’t for you, I’d probably still be in the parking lot. Usually when we went out, it was Mike who would…”
“It was nothing, Carts. Shit, you and Mike have driven me home more times than I can remember.” He regretted bringing Mike’s name up almost instantly.
“Yeah, guess we did.” Jeff paused and took a sip of his drink. “Anyway, thanks for not abandoning me like Pars. Shit, I can’t believe you didn’t go with them. They’re probably still fucking.”
“Nah, a threesome might be okay but four? Besides, Ryan’s girl doesn’t like me and the other girl, the one you were going to fuck? She was totally into Pars and his girl. What the hell is it with me? Am I really that bad?”
“No, you’re not bad at all.” Jeff said, smiling at Steve. “All that attention, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be, Steve.”
“Fuck you, Carts. You’re trying to tell me there’s a bad thing about puckbunnies wanting to suck your dick.”
“I won’t lie. It is good but…”
But, it’s not Mike. Steve knew what he was thinking, what he wanted to say, even if he didn’t say it. “Jeff, I really should go.”
“Don’t,” he said, quietly.
“What?
“Don’t go, Steve. I really don’t want to be alone tonight.” Jeff smiled hopefully at him.
“I-I don’t know, Jeff.” Steve said, pushing his chair away from the table.
Jeff got up quickly and stood behind Steve and placed his hands on his shoulders. “Come on, you don’t really want to leave, do ya?”He lowered his head and whispered into his ear.
No, he didn’t. Jeff’s hands on his shoulders felt way too good. Jeff’s breathe in his ear and his hands kneading the muscles in his shoulder. He could feel the tension melting away. A soft moan escaped his lips and he dropped his head back against Jeff’s stomach.
“Come on, Steve. Let’s go to bed.”
Downie’s eyes popped open. “Wha–”
“You heard me. Come on, you know you want to.” Jeff didn’t wait for his answer and started to walk to his room. He wore a smug smile on his mouth. Jeff knew Steve would follow him.
Even as he got up from the table and followed him, Steve couldn’t believe he was going to do this. Clearly, he has lost his mind. He knew how fucked up things were between Jeff, Mike, Joffrey, and Scottie. Did he really want to get involved in that whole mess? Besides, fucking your teammates was just not something you did, at least not guys like him. And yet, he was still following Jeff.
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Joffrey couldn’t believe what he had just seen. He had to be hallucinating, right? Scottie could not have actually just done that. Part of Joff was mad as hell and wanted nothing more than to kick Scottie’s ass. The other part, what he tried not to think about, was how much watching them had turned him on.
“You’re still here.” Scottie opened the car door and grinned at Joff. “I thought you’d be long gone.”
“Yeah, I probably should be.”
“Aww come on, Joff. You don’t mean that.” Scottie touched Joff’s knee and his hand inched up his thigh.
Joff glared at him for a few seconds before returning his eyes to the road. “Don’t fucking start.”
“Damn, you’re pissed. What the fuck is your problem?”
“Un-fucking-believable! Only you could ask me that after you practically…”
“Practically what? Fuck you, Joff. I didn’t do anything that Jeff didn’t want. Hell, I even asked him if I should stop.”
“Bull shit.”
“I’m fucking serious. Come on, I’ve never forced you to do anything you didn’t want. I may be a bastard but I’m not a mother fucking bastard.”
“Yeah, but..”
“But nothing. Listen, I’m sorry for fighting him. I didn’t want it to come to that but he needed it.”
“So you did it because you’re a nice guy?” Joff asked, in disbelief. “You can’t seriously expect me to believe that.”
“No, well I am but that’s not why. Shit, when we went outside, I was prepared to walk away. I didn’t want to complicate things. Hell, I know how Mike feels about Jeff. I was going to get in the car and leave but you didn’t see his eyes, Joff. He needed that fight.”
Joff looked into Scottie’s eyes and what he saw surprised him. Scottie really believed what he was saying as crazy as it was. “Okay. Maybe I can believe that but did he need the hand-job too?”
“Yeah, he did. Hell, the way he was acting, I don’t think he’s gotten laid since the three of you broke things off.”
“So why did the fight last so long? I know you could kick Jeff’s ass.”
“Fuck yeah, I could fucking kill Carts if I wanted. It lasted that long because I let it. He needed it.”
Joff pulled up in front of the condo and parked the car. He sat there and let Scottie’s words sink in. Every once in awhile, Upshall surprised the hell out of him. Everything he said made such perfect sense. Jeff needed that fight to get through this. Joff turned and smiled at Scottie. “Just when I think you are a mother fucking bastard, you prove me wrong.”
“So is that a good thing?”
Joff leaned close to Scottie and spoke softly into his ear. “Yeah, smart ass. It is. Thanks, Scottie.” He titled his head and kissed him softly on the lips. Joff took his time with it. All too often their kisses were preludes to sex – fast, rough, hard. Joff twirled his tongue inside Scottie’s mouth, taking his time to taste, touch, and feel him.
Scottie moaned softly into Joff’s mouth. “Fuck, that was incredible. Can you do that to my dick?”
“Maybe,” Joff said, moving his mouth slowly down Scottie’s neck and biting him.
“Oh fuck, you have to now. You know how much that turns me on.” He was answered with another bite making Scottie’s back arch sharply.
Joff smirked against Scottie’s neck and unzipped his pants. “Do I?”
“Don’t be such a tease, Joff.”
“Who me?” Joff asked, feigning innocence. “I’d never do that to you, would i?” Joff ran his fingers up Scottie’s cock, just barely touching him.
“Fucking bastard,” Scottie breathed.
“Like you’re one to talk.”
Joff bit down on Scottie’s neck, breaking his skin at the same moment that he grabbed his cock.
“Oh fuck, that felt good.” Scottie thrusted his hips up and moaned into Joffrey’s ear.
Joff finally took him in his mouth. He had tortured Scottie long enough. He slowly licked a few drops of pre-cum from the tip of his head. “Mmm…”
“Fuck yeah, Joff. Just like that.”
Joff took Scottie into his mouth, sucking on him slow and hard. Scottie’s hands tangled in his hair pushing and pulling gently. Joff paused a moment and looked up at Scottie, watching him. He loved watching Scottie lose all control.
“Don’t stop, please, Joff.”
Joff went deeper, humming against Scottie’s length, taking him in down to his throat. He tightened his throat muscles around Scottie’s cock and sucked on him hard. He knew it wouldn’t be long now. Scottie never lasted longer than a few seconds when he deep throated him. This time wasn’t any different. Scottie thrusted hard into Joff’s mouth, pushing his head down as he came.
“That was fucking incredible.” Scottie said and pulled Joffrey to him. He kissed him hard on the mouth. “Come on, Joff. Let’s go to my place. You have to let me fuck you.”
“Mmm… sounds tempting.”
“You better stop fucking with me. Or I’ll make you regret it. I’ll chain you to the bed, whip you till you bleed, lift your ass up in the air, and…”
“You do know how scary you sound, don’t you?”
“You’d fucking love it.”
“Uhh, no. I’ll pass on the bleeding. And the suspended ass.”
“You’d fucking love it. Come on, Joff..”
“I don’t know,” he answered, his eyes drifting up to his condo where he knew Mike was waiting.
“You don’t want to talk to him tonight do you?”
“Well…I should.”
“No, you shouldn’t,” Scottie said slipping his arm around Joff’s shoulder and grabbing his dick. “It’s late. It’s been one helluva night. You should wait till tomorrow. Your mind will be clearer.”
“You just want to fuck me,” Joff thrusted his hips up, responding to Scottie’s strokes. Maybe waiting till tomorrow to tell Mike everything wouldn’t be such a bad idea. “Fuck,” he muttered. Scottie made it so hard to be good.
“I knew I’d convince you,” Scottie teased him, getting out of the car.
“Bastard,” Joff punched him playfully as they walked up to Scottie’s condo.
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Steve followed Jeff into the bedroom. His dick was already hard thinking about what they were going to do. Hell what were they going to do? His experience with other guys was severely lacking. The only thing he had done before was a few blow jobs. And it wasn’t for lack of desire or need or his part. Most guys who swung that way didn’t believe him when he expressed an interest. Picking up a puckbunny was so much easier. Lately, Steve had been finding himself thinking about fucking guys even when he was with a girl. And Jeff had been the guy he had been thinking about the most.
Jeff grinned at him and handed him a bottle of beer. “Drink up. You look like you need to relax.”
“There you go again, trying to get me drunk.”
“Nothing wrong with that.”
“Yeah, guess not.” Steve answered and started to undress.
“Here, ” Jeff said, softly, let me. He unbuttoned Steve’s shirt slowly, staring at him with an intense, burning, need in his eyes.
“You don’t have to.” Steve said, looking down. This was so fucking weird; Carts was seducing him.
“I want to. ” He said. Jeff tilted Steve’s head up, forcing the young hockey player to look at him. “Are you okay with this Steve? It’s all right if you’re not. I just thought…I could tell since we were at the bar that you wanted me.”
“Yeah,” Steve answered, his cheeks were burning. “I do.”
“Good. Because I really need this. “
“Me too,” Steve answered, softly. He bit his lip and stared into Jeff’s eyes. “I’ve never gone all the way with a guy, Jeff…you’d be the first.”
“Are you sure you want to waste it on me?”
“It wouldn’t be a waste,” Steve smiled sheepishly at Jeff.
“If you say no. It’s not like I’m going to argue with you. I’m not going to ask you again. Don’t worry. I won’t fuck you too hard.”
“That’s the last thing I’d worry about.”
Steve finished undressing and lay down on the bed. His dick grew harder as he watched Carts undress. The guy really did have an incredible body – tan, muscular, and lean. Steve didn’t want to wait. He wanted to fuck him now. He watched Jeff as he pulled a few things from the dresser. Oh yeah, the supplies he had heard other guys in juniors talking so much about.
“Sit back and relax, Steve.” Jeff told him as he leaned over him and kissed him softly on the lips. “You’re going to enjoy this.”
Steve laughed nervously and took a deep breath. “It’s fucking easy for you to say.”
Jeff laughed and leaned over Steve, kissing him hard on the mouth. He glanced down at Steve’s rock-hard dick and grinned at him. “Fuck you are a stud. We haven’t even got started yet.”
Steve pulled Jeff down on top of him. He was tired of playing game. “Yeah, that’s the fucking problem.”
Jeff kissed Steve hard on the mouth, the way he wanted, no needed to be kissed. Their teeth gnashed, scraped each other lips, and the faint, metallic taste of blood filled Steve’s mouth. Jeff moved down his body slowly, sucking and biting, Steve in places that he never imagined would feel so damn good to be touched. “Fuck me, Jeff. Now. I can’t wait.”
“Patience, Steve, ” Jeff teased him and positioned himself in between his legs. He wrapped his fingers tightly around Steve’s cock and pumped him slowly and watched him writhe on the bed.
Jeff grinned as he lowered his mouth to Steve’s cock. He swept his tongue slowly up the length and licked his tip before taking Steve into his mouth. He paused, smirking against his cock, when he noticed a slight tremble in Steve’s legs.
“Oh god, oh god, yes. Please.”
Steve moaned loudly as Jeff took him in deep. His cool mouth felt incredible on his cock. He grabbed Jeff’s head, pushing him down, as he thrusted deeper into his throat. Oh fuck, Jeff was tightening his throat muscles around Steve’s cock. Had anything ever felt this good? His cock inside of Jeff’s mouth, filling him, and Jeff’s throat squeezing him so tight. But then, it got better. Jeff slipped a finger inside his ass, hitting his prostrate. Steve couldn’t hold back any longer. He came fast and hard, releasing his seed into Jeff’s throat.
Jeff swallowed Steve’s white cum and grinned at him. “I’m not done yet. Just relax. I won’t hurt you.” He inserted a second finger, and then a third, stretching him out. “I think you’re good now.” Jeff said, licking his lips. He reached over on the bed and grabbed a condom and the lube.
“Turn over,” Jeff ordered him.
“What if I don’t want to?”
“Do you want me to fuck you or not?”
Steve glared at him. He hated being told what to do but he really wanted Jeff inside of him badly. He turned over on his stomach and Jeff placed a few pillows under his stomach to lift his ass up. Jeff caressed his ass gently and Steve could barely wait to feel him inside.
Jeff slipped on the condom, and coated his cock with lube. He entered Steve slow, pushing himself in just a little at a time. “You okay, Steve?”
“Fuck yeah, don’t go so slow, I want you in me, oh fuck…”
Jeff grabbed Steve’s hips and plunged himself in deeper, filling Steve with his enormous cock. “Oh fuck that feels so…harder, Jeff. Fuck me deeper.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Steve. It’s your first—”
“Harder, Jeff. I want you in me all—-”
Jeff pounded into Steve, pushing himself all the way. He grinded his cock against Steve’s prostrate stopped and then started again. Steve moaned as Jeff grabbed his cock and pumped him hard, matching each movement with a thrust. Steve came first, squirting the white hard cum onto his stomach. Jeff thrusted one, two, three more times and came hard inside of Steve.
He collapsed for a minute onto the bed and slipped the condom off his cock. “You okay, Steve?” He glanced over at the younger hockey player. He was still breathing hard and his eyes were glazed over. “You look totally fucked up.”
“I think I am,” he answered dreamily. “Fuck, that was…”
“Yeah, wasn’t it?”
“Fuck yeah.” Steve, still dazed from the orgasm and put a hand on his stomach, touching the sticky substance. “Oh shit.”
“Just a second, I’ll get you a towel.” Jeff got up and retrieved a towel from the bathroom. “There you go.”
“Thanks,” Steve said, grinning at him.
“Nah,” Jeff said, sitting next to him. “Thank you, Steve. I-I really needed that.”
“So did I,” Steve said, smiling at him.
Jeff got on the bed, next to but not touching Steve. Fucking him was one thing but there was only one person he wanted to hold right now. Part of him felt guilty as hell for using Steve like this. He was a friend who had been concerned about him and what the fuck did he do? He used him, treating him like nothing but a piece of ass. Still, fucking him had done him some good. He didn’t feel quite so broken. And yet, he felt more broken in some ways. Now he realized just how much he missed them. The sex had been good, but he felt so empty now. If it had been Joff or Mike, he’d been holding them, feeling their warm breath on his skin, and listening to their hearts beat. It wasn’t until that moment when he realized it just how badly he wanted to get them back.
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Joffrey wanted to kill whoever was on the other end of the phone. Couldn’t they just leave a fucking message? He grunted as he tried to roll over and go back sleep. “What the hell?” He couldn’t turn over. Hell, he couldn’t even get out of bed if he wanted to. His wrists were still tied to the bed. Joff pulled on them with all of his strength but it was no use. He wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
“Scottie!” He screamed, a slight sense of panic creeping into his voice. “This is not fucking funny, asshole.” Joff glanced up at the rope. It certainly looked the same: Orange and Black. But, these felt just a bit different from the silk rope Scottie usually used.
“Something wrong, Joffrey?” Scottie peaked his head in the door and grinned at him. He moved his eyes slowly up Joff’s naked body and licked his lips.
“What in the hell do you think, asshole?”
“I think you look absolutely fuckable – all tied up and helpless. And I can do anything I want to you…”
Joff’s dick got harder with each step Scottie took closer to the bed but he was still mad as hell. “Why am I still tied up? You said you were going to cut them after…”
Scottie sat down next to him on the bed, and slowly moved his fingers down Joff’s body until he reached his cock. He wrapped his around Joff’s shaft and stroked him slowly. This was met with a glare and a hiss. “I was, but you just looked so incredibly hot, tied to the bed like that. When I came back in and you were sleeping, I just couldn’t.”
Joff’s back arched sharply and a soft moan escaped his mouth as Scottie pumped him harder. “Fucking bastard.”
“And you love it.”
“Do—oh God—not”
“Liar,” Scottie whispered into his ear as lowered his face to Joff’s. He forced his tongue into Joffrey’s mouth and kissed him hard. Scottie pulled away and smirked at him. “Tying you up is entirely too much fun.” He licked the edge Joff’s jaw line down to his neck and bit him softly. “Bet I know what you’d like,” he whispered, gently tugging on Joff’s earlobe with his teeth. “You want to fuck me don’t you?”
“No, I want you to untie me so I can fuck you.” Joff titled his head back and shuddered.
“Sorry, I can’t do that. I’m having way too much fun with you, Joff. Hell I may keep you tied up till camp starts.”
“That’s not fucking funny, Scottie.”
“Don’t lie. You’d like it.” Scottie slid his mouth down Joff’s neck, and bit down hard. “Look how turned on you are.” Scottie whispered. “Come on fuck me. Then, I’ll untie you.”
“Fucking blackmail.”
“Nah, it isn’t. Coercion, maybe but not blackmail.” Scottie slowed down, stroking Joff in a deliberate, languid pace. “Fuck me, Joff. You know you want to.”
“Fucking bastard.” Joff muttered and thrusted into Scottie’s hand. “Ok,” he said quietly, “you win, this time.“
“I knew you’d see things my way.” Scottie smirked at him and kissed him softly on the lips. He jumped off from the bed, stripped off his pants, and grabbed the bottle of lube. Joff moaned as Scottie poured it on his dick.
“You know I really want you untie me.”
“Trust me, Joff . You’re going to like this.”
“I know but…”
“Shhh…” Scottie put a finger to his lips and climbed in between Joffrey’s legs. He lowered himself onto Joffrey and took him in.
Fucking Scottie in this position was hard as hell but it felt fucking incredible. He watched and felt Scottie move up and down his cock. He pulled hard on the ropes. Joff needed to get his hands free so he could grab Scottie’s ass and fuck him deeper.
Scottie stopped moving and grinned at him. “Lay back and enjoy it. Those aren’t the same ropes. You can’t break them.” Scottie tightened his muscles around Joff’s cock and shifted his position, taking every inch of him in.
“Oh fuck, that feels good.”
“Told you,” Scottie breathed.
Joff arched his back and thrusted his hips meeting Scottie’s movements. Scottie had been right, he loved fucking him this way. Not only did it feel incredible, watching Scottie like this was one of the hottest things he had ever seen. Scottie grabbed his cock and was stroking himself as he moved on top of Joff.
“Fuck me harder.”
Joff fucked him harder, deeper. Joff tried to resist the escalating waves of pleasure waves but he lost all control when he watched Scottie come. He screamed Scottie’s name as he released his white cum into his ass.
“I fucking told you it would be great.” Scottie said, quickly grabbing a few towels from the bathroom and tossed one to Joff.
“Real fucking funny,” Joff grinned dreamily at Scottie, still high from the orgasm. “Am I supposed to use my feet?”
“I’d love to see that. But I guess I have to untie you.” He took his time, untying the rope slowly.
“I think you like tying me up just a little bit too much.”
“Yeah, probably.”
“Sick bastard.”
“You have no room to talk. You love being tied up.”
Joff ignored his comment. He couldn’t really argue. He did love when Scottie tied him up, when he used the pinwheel prick on him. “Next time, I’m tying you up.”
“Okay, but not with these ropes.”
“What the fuck were they made of?”
“Silk and hemp. I special ordered them just for you, Joff.”
“I bet you say that to all the boys you tie up.”
“Well, maybe.”
Joff laughed and pulled Scottie into his arms trying not to think about what he had to do today. In an hour, or sooner if he called, Joff would have to tell Mike everything: Seeing Jeff, the fight with Scottie, and how it all ended. His cell phone rang again and Joff didn’t have to look at it to know who it was. It was after 10:00 AM and they were already supposed to be at the Skate Zone.
“Fuck, I better get that.”
“Mmm…do you have to?” Scottie asked. His warm breath felt wonderful against Joff’s chest. “So tired, don’t want to…”
“Afraid so,” He said, moving away from Scottie and picking up phone. “Hello.”
“Guess you had a good time last night.”
“It was okay. You really should have come.”
“No, then we both would have overslept.”
“I know Mike, but…”
“Get your ass over here already, Joffrey. ” Mike said, changing the subject. ” I want to work out before camp starts. Is Scottie coming?”
“No, he’s going to meet us.”
” Okay, well hurry up.” Mike told him. “It’s already after 10:00.”
“I should be there in about an hour,” Joff said, thinking that he would rather not go at all.
“Joff? If everything okay?” Mike asked him. Joff could tell that Mike knew something was up.
“Of course, why wouldn’t it be?” He answered Mike’s question with one of his own. Joff discovered a long time ago it was the best way to avoid saying something he would regret.
“No reason. Just hurry, okay.”
“I’ll try.” Joff said and hung up the phone. He pushed Scottie all the way off of him who replied with a grunt. “I’m going over Mike’s. We’re going to head up to the Skate Zone.”
“What are you going to tell him?” Scottie asked, his eyes still closed.
“Everything,” Joffrey answered.
“I guess I shouldn’t go today.”
“Do what you want,” Joff said but hoping Scottie would stay away. ” But, Mike’s going to be pissed.”
“Probably. Surprised you weren’t.”
“I think I’m getting used to your shit.” Joffrey said, smiling at him.
“It really was what he needed.”
“Maybe,” Joff said quietly. He kissed Scottie lightly on the forehead and got up. He couldn’t avoid the inevitable any longer. The sooner this was over, the better it would be for everyone. And all he could do was tell Mike the truth and hope for the best.
