scoobydumblonde (scoobydumblonde) wrote in tlaloc, @ 2008-09-15 12:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | #fandom: hockey, *rating: adult-graphic, hockey: 50kw: cam |
Clamp It Down (38. Clamps)
Title: Clamp It Down
Characters: Cam Ward, Marty Turco
Prompt: #38 - Clamps
Word Count: 1,740
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: *pets Cam* He's back to being a good boy and not angsting all over me!
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Summary: On a short stopover in Dallas, Cam finds some time to play.
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We're in Dallas for a short layover. Something about the engines overheating? We're not playing them again, thankfully, but since the plane is stuck, I gave Mike a call. He agreed to take me out to dinner. I wasn't, however, expecting to run into Marty Turco while we were out getting dinner. Nor was I expecting Mike to invite Marty to join us and for Mike to more or less pimp me out to Marty. Not that I mind all that much-- I mean, it is Marty Turco-- but it's still been kind of awkward since Mike did that then just up and left.
"So."
"So." Marty frowns and looks around the restaurant. "So, you need another prompt taken care of?"
"Well... yeah. I've got thirteen left, but Marty, you don't have to do this."
"But you do?"
"No. I mean, it's a total choice. I choose to keep doing this. You don't need to choose this."
"I think I do." He sighs and leans on the table. "Mike... you had him, right?"
I nod, glancing down at his hands. "Sorry man, I know... I mean, I think you have a thing for him, right? So I'm sorry."
"No. It's cool. He's not mine. Yet. I think if he realizes I'm not as straight-laced as I appear to be, he'll give me a shot. I hope." He frowns and shrugs. "So... what prompts do you have left?"
"Oh... uhm." How do I feel about being used as a reason for another man to go after the guy I'm going to fuck? Not bad actually. I'd love to see Mike and Marty hook up and have it be partly because of me. "Anything in particular you like? I mean, it's easier isn't it if you tell me what you like and I can tell you if it's available?" Not to mention I had no clue exactly what was left. I knew about three or four, one of which I wasn't entirely sure what it was and the others I knew 'cause they honestly intrigued me. Like rimming. I wonder if I can manage to get Todd to do me again? I know that's his kink... Shit. Back to the present.
"Yeah. Yeah. Uhm... any toys left?"
I frown and try to remember the list. "Yeah a couple. Collars and... fuck, clamps, I think."
"Clamps? Really?"
"Yeah. I think. I'd have to double check and I have no clue where the list is right now." Although I think it's in my bag which is on our plane. Or it may be sitting on my desk at home.
"Cool. I'd like that if it is available."
"Well, I know it's available. I'm not sure it's clamps though. Hold on." I grab my cell phone and quickly call LeClair. He confirms that it is clamps, congratulates me on getting so far and then we say goodbye. I turn back to Marty and smile. "Yeah. Clamps."
"Cool. Why don't we ditch the restaurant and head to my place?"
"As long as it won't take long to get to the airport again. I have no clue when we're leaving."
He laughs and pats my hand. "I'll get you to the airport on time."
"Good."
He waves down the waiter and pays for dinner before leading me out to an old, beat up truck. We climb in and head off. At his place, he leads me into a bedroom and settles down on the bed. "Uh... I don't really... I mean, I haven't been with anyone in a while. Not since Billy left."
"Guerin?"
"Yeah."
"Does Arnott know you and Billy slept together?"
"They were broken up at the time. I swear, those two fight and make up more than anyone I've ever met." He shakes his head and rolls his eyes. "But I fucked Arnott too, so he couldn't say anything about me and Billy."
I nod and look him over. "Well, I go either way. Top or bottom, it's all good with me. And if you want to use the clamps on me, that's cool too. Or I can use them on you." I shrug. "I'm easy."
"Apparently." He smiles. "You've been with what? Forty guys now?"
And this is where I realize I'm better again. He basically just called me a slut and yet, all I want to do is laugh at the comment. I grin and shrug. "Somewhere in that range."
He laughs and slides off the bed, stripping out of his clothes. He heads for the dresser and I take the opportunity to undress. He turns back and just freezes. "You okay, Marty?"
"Fuck me, kid, you're hot!"
I laugh, cheeks colouring slightly. "You know, you ain't exactly butt ugly yourself."
He cracks up and tosses me a set of chains. "Put 'em on, will ya?"
I nod and after untangling the chains, I finally figure out which end goes where. "On me?"
"Yeah," he says, his hand rubbing over his stomach and then lower as I start to hook the clamps to my nipples. Fuck, that kind of hurts, but it's also a turn on to see how much he's enjoying the sight. I leave the chain dangling over my stomach and strut towards him.
"Gonna fuck me now?" I ask, tilting my head to the side and smirking at him.
He licks his lips and lowers his mouth to one of my nipples. Ah, fuck! That hurts but fucked if it doesn't feel absolutely incredible at the same time. I grab at his hair, my back stiff as he licks and sucks at my nipples. My cock is harder than it's been in... well, okay maybe a day, but still.
He lowers himself to his knees, then lifts one of my legs over his shoulder before sucking my balls into his mouth. While he's doing that, he also raises a hand to tug at the chain connecting the clamps. I arch into his mouth and shout out his name before coming hard enough that I'm dizzy from it. He helps me lay down, then he starts all over, sucking at my balls while he tugs on the chains. And I'm hard again.
"Fuck... fuck me, Marty, would ya?" I beg, writhing as he tugs particularly hard on the chain.
He laughs and sucks my dick into his mouth, then pulls back and shakes his head. "Nah, I'm thinking you probably get fucked a lot, right?"
"I guess... I don't care. I like both."
"Me too." He straddles my hips and lowers himself on me, then stretches out his legs to both sides and tightens on me as he starts riding my dick. Then he starts tugging at the chains again and I'm gone.
He laughs and I reach down, grabbing his cock. It only takes two jerks before he's coming over my stomach with a shout that sounded suspiciously like Mike's name. I'd be pissed, but it's not worth it. I want him with Mike. I think they'd be good together.
He shakes his head and unhooks the clamps-- for which my nipples thank him immensely. It was starting to really hurt, and not that good hurt. He smiles crookedly and shrugs. "Sorry man."
"For calling out Mike's name?"
He nods slowly. "I didn't mean-"
"It's cool," I interrupt him quickly. "I think you and Mike would be good together. So I'm not offended, I'm not hurt." And I'm not. I think I could get to like this thing again. Maybe. Hopefully.
He scribbles me a note on a spare program he had from his last game and then drives me to the airport. Good timing too, because they were just calling together all of the players to get back to our gate. The plane's ready to leave, apparently. I hug Marty and head through the airport to our gate, dialing Mike's number as I go. "Mike," I say quickly once I get his voice mail. "Do yourself a favour. Hook up with Turco. He's... he's incredible and you can't do better than him. Talk to you later man." I hang up and jog up to the rest of the group. Justin and Johnny just blink at me and I grin, leaning in to tell them that I'll talk to them later. They nod and we all board. Once we're all settled and the plane's in the air, I head back to where they're sitting together, playing poker.
"So, I went to dinner with Modano and ended up fucking Turco," I say as I drop into the seat across from them.
"Turco? Seriously?" Johnny asks, eyes wide. "Nice. And it fit one of your prompts?"
"Perfectly." I grin and bounce a little in my seat. "AND! I think I'm finally back to good. I had fun, I didn't freak out over any stupid shit like him calling out Modano's name and... he teased me about how many guys I've been with. I didn't even blink over it. It didn't hurt my feelings, it didn't make me angry, I was just able to laugh."
Justin grins and reaches over, patting my knee. "Good for you. Now, we've got Buffalo next. Think you'll go after anyone there?"
"I'm thinking that I need to see if Briere's still interested. I know he and Drury worked it out so that he could hook up with me if he wanted for his kink... plus it'll be one more guy out of my way."
Johnny nods and then smiles slowly. "It's good to have you back."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, for a long time you were acting like this was the biggest mistake of your life. Now you're enjoying yourself and looking forward to the next time again."
I smile, thinking that over. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I got fucked up in the head and I shouldn't have let it get to me, but it did. And now, I think I can handle this."
John frowns suddenly. "Does that mean you won't be crashing in our room tonight?"
"Nah, I'll be there, unless you two need alone time?" They both shake their heads. "Then good. I can give you all the down and dirty details once we get into our hotel room." I wink and settle back as they laugh at me. John's right. I am back. And I'm going to stay this way and have fun. That's what it should be right?