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Chapter 3-1

Chapter 3

“Good morning, Mr. Sheldon,” Lucas told his boss as they passed in the hall.

“Morning.” He stopped and turned back, looking quizzically at Lucas. “What are you doing at the office today?”

“Oh, I know it’s Saturday, but there’s no game today and I thought I might do a few things around here.”

“But why aren’t you at the stadium?”

Lucas blinked. “The stadium?”

“The Rabbits are hosting the Rain Valley High School team, right? So why aren’t you there?”

Lucas blinked again. “Sir?”

“Dammit, Lucas, you need to get the hell over there. This is a big deal! Our listeners are parents. Parents of kids who attend that high school. They will expect coverage!”

“Oh, I didn’t realize…I’m sorry. I’ll get over there right away.”

“I want lots of interviews of the kids, understand?”

Lucas swallowed hard and nodded. How had he not known he needed to be at the stadium? To think, he’d been looking forward to his day of reprieve from baseball.

He almost tripped over his own feet in his haste to get to his car. Yeah, let’s just start the day with a face-plant onto the tile flooring. He’d already had a frustrating morning. When he’d awakened, he’d been rock hard, and all he could think about was Caleb. God, that man was under his skin.

Over the last couple of weeks, they’d texted and phoned each other often, and had even managed to carve out a little time at the stadium, but more often than not, they couldn’t get together.

Although last Monday had been nice, he thought with a smile. More than nice. Hot, really…

The team had been at a series of away games and Lucas hadn’t seen Caleb for almost five days, although they’d talked nightly. Many of their conversations centered around getting to know each other, missing each other, and Caleb’s struggle with coming out. As for the latter, Lucas tried to be a supportive ear and not guide him one way or the other. He strongly felt it was a decision only Caleb could make.

Lucas had been waiting at the stadium late Monday night when the team arrived home. He pretended he wanted to get statements from the players—partially true—but he really wanted to surprise Caleb. He’d received a text from the man earlier that day, saying he’d call when he got to home.

But Lucas had been going out of his mind thinking about Caleb. The more they talked, the more he wanted to be with him—whether he was out or not. Lucas couldn’t help it; he was falling hard.

He stood in the parking lot, watching the players exit the bus. When he saw Caleb, his heart nearly stopped. Was there a sexier man? Lucas doubted it. And when Caleb’s gaze landed on him and a huge grin spread across his face, Lucas knew he’d done the right thing by showing up.

“Landry!”

He turned and saw Jamie waving. “Hi,” he called, waving back. “How was the trip?”

“Great!” he exclaimed with all the exuberance of a typical teenager. “I don’t usually get to go, but they had room on the bus and I bunked with some players.” He glanced around. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, I was just going to interview some of the players about the out-of-town series, but it looks like they’re all heading home.”

“Yeah. Everyone’s pretty tired. Cranky. You might not get the best interviews tonight.”

“Jamie’s right,” Caleb said, walking up behind Jamie and clapping his shoulder. “Those old guys are tired and just want to go to bed. You can interview me, if you want,” he offered, a gleam in his eye.

Jamie glanced from Caleb to Lucas, then shook his head. “Okay. I’m heading out,” he said with a dismissive wave.

“Where do you want to interview me?” Caleb asked and waggled his eyebrows.

Lucas glanced around the emptying parking lot. “How about the locker room?”

Caleb licked his lips and gestured ahead. “Lead the way.”

The second they stepped into the locker room, Caleb dropped his duffel bag, grabbed Lucas, and pressed him against the door. Their lips met in heated, desperate need, and their tongues dueled for dominance.

Lucas gave in quickly. He loved when Caleb took charge and knew how to drive him crazy.

Their hands roamed everywhere, and Caleb tugged at Lucas’ shirt, wanting it off. Lucas grabbed the hem with both hands, lifted it over his head, and tossed it aside before pulling Caleb’s shirt over his head. They pressed against each other, kissing, touching, and thrusting. Lucas moaned and cupped Caleb’s ass.

“I love to hear you moan,” Caleb whispered against Lucas’ neck. “I want to hear your moans all night. I’ll bet my baby likes to be loud.”

Lucas was too turned on to feel embarrassed. “I can’t help it. You make me crazy,” he breathed.

“I love that you’re so honest with your feelings. So open. It’s important I know what you like. That way, when I f**k your tight hole and make you mine, I’ll know how to make you feel incredible.”

“f**k, yes.” Lucas groaned.

“I knew you’d like hearing that. My baby loves dirty talk, doesn’t he?”

“Yes. Yes.”

“You going to let me f**k that tight little hole, baby? You going to let me slide my c**k inside you until I fill you? You want me balls-deep, don’t you?”

Lucas nearly orgasmed just listening to all the explicit details. He shuddered as desire ran through him. “f**k yes, Caleb. I want you to take me and make me yours completely. f**k me hard.”

“God, I want to,” Caleb whispered before dropping to his knees. He unzipped Lucas’ fly and tugged out his throbbing c**k. He licked at the precum bubbling out of the slit before swallowing him to the root.

Caleb’s tongue moved constantly as his hands grabbed Lucas’ ass, holding him close, urging him to thrust. Lucas had never in his life experienced anything so incredible. Warm, wet heat encased his throbbing d**k, and it felt exquisite. Lucas tried to fight it, but the desire and need overwhelmed him, and he thrust—once, twice, three times—before he exploded down Caleb’s throat.

“f**k! f**k, yes. Caleb!” His knees buckled, but Caleb’s strong arms held him steady until he could stand on his own.

Caleb rose and kissed him hard. Lucas tasted himself on Caleb’s lips and it did something to him. “That was incredible,” he admitted.

Caleb looked at him and grinned. “It was. It definitely was.” He reached for their shirts, then tossed Lucas’ to him. “You taste amazing,” he added with a wink.

“But…what about you?”

Caleb grinned wider when he put on his shirt. “Baby, the taste of you on my tongue, and hearing your cry out when you came, had me shooting in my jeans.”

Lucas blushed. “Really?”

Caleb wrapped his arms around Lucas’ waist. “Hasn’t happened to me since I was around thirteen.” He chuckled. “I can’t imagine what’s going to happen when we finally go all the way. Don’t laugh at me if I don’t last longer than ten seconds!”

Lucas smiled and promised not to…

Now, as he started his car to head to the stadium, he could barely wait to see Caleb again, even if it meant doing more work on baseball. f**k, he felt like a lovesick teenager, he thought, then pressed his foot on the gas.