Confidential Moments: A M/M Sports romance

by Laura John

  “I’ve missed you so much. Please make love to me,” he whispers when he pulls back, his breathing heavy. Fuck, yes. I’ve missed him too.

  “I thought you’d never ask.”

  Mason grabs my hand and pulls me to his room—I guess our room as of tomorrow.

  My heart is racing with anticipation. It’s been way too long since I’ve been with this man. I want to taste him, to feel him, to make him come so hard he sees stars.

  “Get naked and get on the bed,” I demand, and he smiles.

  “It’s fucking hot when you take control like that,” he tells me while unbuttoning his shirt.

  I pull my shirt over my head and slip my pants and underwear off. Once I’m naked, I stroke my hard cock and watch Mason strip. I can tell he’s been taking care of himself again; his bulk is back to where it was. I lick my lips as he pulls his shirt off. His abs ripple and I want to trace my tongue over them. I want to kiss every inch of his body.

  “Do you know how hard it is to concentrate when you stand there like that,” he huffs, unbuckling his belt.

  I shrug with a smirk on my lips. “Maybe you shouldn’t have worn so much clothing.”

  He rolls his eyes and whips the rest of his clothes off. Mason is hot all the time, but naked Mason, it’s like he’s a fucking god. His giant cock is hard, and I’ve missed the feel of it against my tongue.

  I drop to my knees in front of him and quickly take him into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the tip, teasing him, causing him to buck his hips. Fuck, I love making him lose control.

  “I missed how amazing you taste,” I say when I pause for a moment.

  When I take him back in, I open my throat, allowing him to go deep, and I swallow him down.

  Mason moans, and I do it again, my throat contracting around him.

  “Shit, that feels so good,” he whimpers, and I do it again before I have to take a break.

  I let him out of my mouth for a moment and lick his cock from root to tip. When I take him back in, I suck and moan, letting my lips vibrate over his cock. I continue to pick up speed. I want him to come in my mouth. Need to taste him again. Crave the saltiness of his come.

  I pick my speed up and use my one hand to stroke him in tandem with my mouth. I suck and moan and move as fast and hard as I can. My jaw gets a little bit sore, but I want this to be amazing for him.

  Mason starts breathing heavier and he threads his fingers through my hair, gripping it and pulling it just right. It feels so good.

  “I’m going to come,” he hisses.

  I suck and move more, giving it all I’ve got.

  “Fuck,” he yells. His body tightens, and I swallow all he gives me.

  I don’t stop. I continue to suck and move until I can tell his knees are about to buckle.

  “I swear to God, you are trying to suck my soul right out of me,” he huffs out when I finally stop.

  I smile at him with smug satisfaction and lick my lips. “It just tastes so damn good.”

  He reaches down to pull me up. He kisses me, and I know he can taste himself on my lips. Does he find it as hot as I do?

  “Are you ready for me to fuck you? I know this is only your second time being bottom, and I’ll make sure it’s enjoyable as fuck, but there is no way I can take it easy. It’s been too damn long. I’m going to fuck you until you see stars.”

  He smiles at me with lust in his eyes and nods. “Show me what you got. Do you know what that dirty mouth does to me?”

  I bite his lower lip and smile at his moan. “I have an idea.”

  Pushing him onto the bed, I open the drawer that he keeps the lube in.

  I pour a large amount onto my fingers and rub them together.

  “I’ve missed this ass,” I tell him and lift up his leg.

  As much as I just want to pound into him, I know he needs to be warmed up, and I’m more than happy to oblige.

  I insert one finger slowly, moving it around, stretching him out.

  “How’s that feel, baby?” I ask, leaning over him to kiss him while I insert the second finger.

  His breathing is shallow, and his eyelids flutter.

  “Good. Fuck. I missed this,” he says between breaths and kisses.

  I keep kissing him as I ease the third finger in. “Breathe through it, baby. Remember that all I want is to make you feel good,” I whisper over his lips.

  I curl my fingers to find his prostate, stroking it and applying pressure.

  Mason’s breathing quickens and I know how good he feels right now. I pull my fingers out and his mouth drops open in shock.

  I chuckle and bite my lip. “You’re ready for my cock, baby. Let’s come together.”

  I slide the condom on and pour a bit more lube on top for good measure.

  “How flexible are you?” I ask and he shrugs, so I decide to throw his ankles on my shoulders.

  I slowly slide into him, allowing him to grow accustomed to my size. It’s painful, but in the most enjoyable way possible. His head falls back and his eyes flutter shut. A moan escapes his lips. So sexy.

  Once I’m fully inside him, I stop for a moment to take a breath.

  “Show me what you got,” Mason says, egging me on, and boy, am I fucking ready.

  I quickly move his legs around my waist, wanting to lean over him more. Placing my hands on either side of his body, I start to move. I can tell Mason is loving it by the way his channel contracts around me and the way his eyes roll back.

  “Fuck, you feel so good,” I tell him as I make long hard thrusts. “I never want to be away from you ever again.”

  With each thrust, I feel myself growing closer to an orgasm.

  I adjust my hips and make short strokes, aiming my cock at his prostate.

  Mason lets out a cry and I know I’ve found the spot I was looking for.

  “Fuck,” he shouts, and I pick up my pace, hitting it hard and fast.

  Lifting one hand off the bed, I grab his erection with a firm grip and begin to pump him.

  “Are you going to come with me?” I ask. I’m about to explode.

  He nods and his head falls back as I squeeze his cock. His warm liquid spills over my hand.

  I give two more good thrusts and hiss as I spill into the condom. Mason’s hole tightens and I feel my knees growing weak.

  “Fuck,” I hiss out, and I swear to God I almost pass out.

  Slowly I pull out of him and lean over him, giving him a passionate kiss.

  “I love you so much,” I tell him, my lips still touching his, just barely. “Life has fucking sucked without you. I’m so glad you are back here in my arms where you belong.”

  He kisses me, slipping his tongue into my mouth, and damn, I want to go for another round, but I’m already exhausted.

  “You belong in my bed every night. It felt so empty without you.”

  “I don’t plan on going anywhere,” I whisper before going to the bathroom to clean myself up and grab a washcloth for Mason.

  After cleaning us both up, I climb into bed with him.

  “Want to come to the hospital with me and Mom tomorrow morning?” I ask. I want him to meet our son.

  He lifts his head off my chest to stare at me.

  “Really?” he asks with a big smile.

  I nod. “Yeah, babe, we’re in this together now. You’re his daddy too, and I want you to meet the little boy who has changed my world for the better.”

  “I’d love to,” he tells me before kissing me.

  So much love is poured from him in the kiss. I know that he’s going to make a great dad.

  “Look at you, little man. You’re getting so big,” I tell Joey and he blinks at me.

  He’s twelve weeks old today and is doing so much better than I expected. He’s breathing on his own, in a crib instead of an incubator, and taking a bottle. It’s so amazing. He gets to come home tomorrow too. Two weeks before what was supposed to be his due date. I feel like I missed so much when I was gone, but now I’ll get to see
him whenever I want. No one telling me I can’t see him. He’ll be with me all the time. Well, as much as when I’m not working.

  “I can’t believe we get to take him home tomorrow,” Mason says, and I smile at him.

  “I know, it’s insane. He’s been here for three months, and we finally get to go home.”

  “I know you said he was little, but I feel like if I held him, I’d break him,” Mason whispers and I chuckle.

  “I know that feeling so well. He might still be little, but the first time I held him he was even smaller. He’s grown so much.”

  “Do you want to hold him and feed him, Dad?” Nya asks with her big smile.

  Mason’s eyes go wide. “Can I?” he asks, sounding just as nervous as I was the first time I held him.

  “Absolutely! You are taking him home tomorrow. We have to make sure you are comfortable.”

  I show Mason where he can sit, and I pick Joey up, placing him in his arms. Nya brings over a bottle of formula and hands it to Mason.

  “Remember, when you are warming the formula, you want it to be warm but not hot,” she reminds me.

  We’ve gone over all of this before, but I’m thankful she’s giving me a refresher. I’m not going to lie, I’m both excited and totally freaked out that we get to bring Joey home tomorrow.

  “Is it normal to be completely terrified to bring him home?” I ask Nya, my heart racing.

  “Absolutely. This is all new to you. All parents are scared to do it on their own. But remember, you aren’t alone. You still have a support team, just now that team is even bigger. It’s your friends, family, and the doctors and specialists. You won’t be seeing me every day, but that doesn’t mean you won’t have people to talk to. If you feel like you need to talk to someone, remember that there are numbers you can call to get support.”

  I take a deep breath and nod.

  Turning my attention back to Mason, I see him feeding Joey like a pro.

  “I didn’t know it was possible to fall in love with someone at first sight, but I do now,” Mason says, keeping his full attention on Joey.

  “I know it’s pretty crazy. He’s perfect, isn’t he?”

  Mason looks up, and his eyes are watery with happy tears. “Too perfect. Thank you for letting me come here today. I’ll never forget this moment.”

  My heart flips and I know I’ll never forget this moment either. Three months ago, all I was thinking about was playing hard to get the Grey Wolves to the World Series and spending time with my boyfriend. I never thought that my heart would get broken and put back together. And that my world would be completely turned upside down.

  “How are you feeling right now?” I ask Mason, knowing that the NICU is overwhelming.

  “I’m not going to lie; I’m freaking out a little. I’m a daddy!” he whispers, his voice shaking a little.

  I walk over to him and kneel beside his chair.

  “We are daddies, and this little man is going to be so loved.” I kiss Mason on his cheek.

  I hate leaving Joey, but today is the last time I’ll ever have to leave him at the hospital. Tomorrow, he comes home, and I’m so excited.

  “I’m surprised you’re missing the baseball game,” Meadow jokes, boxing up Joey’s clothes.

  “I hate it, but I promised Xavier I would box up everything we need for Joey so that when we bring him home tomorrow, it will be to my house,” I pause for a moment and smile. “Our house,” I correct myself.

  “I’m so happy for you both,” Xavier’s mom says with a smile, her green eyes twinkling. “I’m also happy to have this place to myself until I go home. I love you both, but Momma needs her space.”

  I laugh and nod. “Thank you for staying for another month or so until Xavier is done with baseball and we get a routine in place. I keep reading that it takes a village to raise a child, and I’m so happy you are a part of ours,” I tell her and give her a hug.

  “I would do anything for my boys,” she smiles and places a pile of blankets into a box.

  “Who’s ready to help me move the dresser and crib pieces?” I shout to the living room where Leah and our friends are.

  I used to think of Leah’s friends as just that, but when I came out of the closet, everyone banded around me, and I’ve really started to build better connections with them. And when I asked for help to move Xavier today, everyone jumped to help me.

  “I will,” Dustin yells back and walks into the office that was Joey’s room. “Do you want to walk forward or backward?”

  “Forward, please. I don’t have good balance walking backward.”

  He smiles and grabs one end of the dresser.

  “Holy shit,” Xavier gasps when he gets home.

  “I know you said just to move Joey’s stuff and your one suitcase, but your mom and I thought we should just move everything over. I hope that’s okay.”

  Xavier smiles, calming my nerves.

  “It’s more than okay.” He strides over to me, placing his hands on my hips and crashing his mouth to mine. “You are so considerate,” he whispers when he comes up for a breath.

  “I wanted to get everything over and done with, and I had lots of help.” I lick his lips and he tries to playfully bite at my tongue. “You are mine, and now you will be with me all the time.”

  “Nowhere else I’d rather be,” he whispers.

  He moves one hand to the back of my head and gives me the deepest, sexiest kiss. My body reacts immediately.

  “As much as I want to fuck you, there’s lots to get done still,” I tell him, and he whines.

  I chuckle and grab a box to bring to our room. “Pick up a box and let’s get you unpacked. I want everything to be perfect when Joey comes home tomorrow so we can spend as much time with him as possible.”

  He smiles and picks up a box following behind me. Today marks the start of our future together, and if everything goes according to plan in one month, I’ll be marking another important day in our lives.

  “Congratulations,” Nya says after Xavier signs all the paperwork. “It has been so nice getting to know you and this little guy. I know it’s going to be scary, but you can do it.” She gives Xavier a hug then turns to me. “I know we only met a couple of times, but you can do this, too. You guys aren’t alone. Reach out if you need help.” She gives me a hug and it feels warm and motherly.

  Joey looks insanely small in his car seat, but now is the moment we get to take him home.

  We say goodbye to the rest of the team that is there, and I see tears in Xavier’s eyes. I didn’t get to build a bond like he did, but I can tell these people mean a lot to him. I grab his free hand and we walk out with our son.

  “Don’t drive too fast,” I tell Xavier, sitting in the back seat with Joey.

  He laughs and looks in the rearview mirror. “I’ll be safe. I know we have precious cargo. Mom is going to meet us at the house. I wish I didn’t have to work tonight, but I know he’ll be in great hands.” He winks at me and puts the car into drive.

  Joey sucks on his pacifier and stays awake for the short drive home. I’m kind of shocked he can stay awake for that long.

  “Come on, little man, let’s get you into your new home. I bet you’re hungry, and Daddy will make you a warm bottle,” I coo at him.

  “You are already good at this,” Xavier says, and I smile.

  “I feel like everything is complete with him here.”

  I get out of the car and go to the other side to unhook the car seat from its base and carry our baby inside.

  “I thought you were little when we brought you home, but that car seat looks like it’s going to swallow him whole,” Xavier’s mom says pulling the carrier from my hands. “I know it’s only been a few days, but I missed you so much,” she coos to Joey. “Nana might have to move to Sienna. I don’t want to miss a moment.”

  She carries Joey inside and Xavier comes to grab my hand as we walk into our home together.

  I never expected this to be my life, but I wouldn
’t change it for the world. Heartache brings clarity, and everything happens for a reason. I hate that I hurt the love of my life, but now that I have him back, I will make sure I never do anything to hurt him ever again.

  The few days I’ve been at home with Joey and Mason have been amazing. I do as much as I can for Joey while I’m home because I only get a few precious hours with him a day.

  Mason has been the best father ever! He gets up with him in the middle of the night so that I can get the rest I need. When Mom comes over, he goes to work, and I do as much as I can until I also have to go to work.

  Mom has been bringing Joey to the restaurant in the afternoon so that Joey and Mason can spend more time together in between him training the management team. I kind of hate that I can’t do more, but I know it’s only a few more weeks and then I’ll be done for five months.

  I plan on showing Mason how appreciative I am of him as soon as I actually get a minute. I honestly don’t even know what I would do without him. I wouldn’t be able to raise Joey as a single dad and work like I do, that’s for sure. Especially with Joey’s strict feeding schedule.

  I made sure to add Mason to all of Joey’s paperwork so he can take him for his doctor appointments while I’m gone. I keep meaning to bring up adoption to Mason, but it never feels like the right time. When we aren’t fussing over Joey, we are reconnecting intimately and I’m not complaining about that.

  I love playing baseball and it’s always been my dream, but now I totally get what Johnny was saying about not playing forever. I’m not quitting yet and when I start back up next year, I know things will be different with Joey being older, but I don’t think I’m going to play as long as I had originally planned. Family changes things.

  “Hey, sexy,” I tell Mason over the video call. I stare at him for a minute and notice the dark circles under his eyes. “Are you sleeping?” I ask, concerned about my boyfriend.

  He shrugs with a tired smile. “Joey’s been a little cranky the past few days. He goes for his doctor’s appointment tomorrow; I’m going to ask if there is anything we can do.”