Hugby's Team Makes a Gangbang with Oil in the Locker Room

not just the kind that clung to our skin after the game.

Unwrapping the tape from my wrists, my jersey clung to our bodies to the limit for a shared dream.

But the things we did, I never did. I've always been Marvel. But beneath that surface I knew I

wasn't the only one who fed without looking. His voice always dropped a little when we were thinking.

I smiled at that even though he couldn't see it. It wasn't a move. It was permission. And it was