Ice Hounds: Puck Buddies Chapter 2 "Picking up directly at the end of Chapter One . . .

Chapter 2: Locker Room Slap Shot

Owen/Campbell

Owen took the young Tenner by the shaft and led him over the bench. As the older teen lowered himself down to straddle the bench he watched the boy eyes locked and a smile on his face. "You're bout to be the luckiest Tenner in this school." The muscular built jock commended as he leaned back and let his chiseled form sprawl out in a welcoming display.

The hockey star took an upheld stance over the bench and lowered down into a crouch. "You- Uh want me to be a gentleman . . .?" the younger jock asked unsure of how to make the first move. Owen tilted his head and gave the smaller teen an amused grin, "However, you want it Saunders."

Cam aligned his swelling member between the bigger jock's legs. Palming the thick muscular thighs Campbell, guided himself to meet the tight threshold that Owen held open for him. The smaller teen marveled at the large shaft that lay solid against the field of dark silk on the older boy's abdomen. He gripped his long slender shaft and lubed up the tight entrance with the fountain of clearness that fell from the head.

"C'mon Hockey Stud, you're the man on the ice. Time to be the man in the sheets." The senior player teased while he playfully jerked his eyebrows in a matching manner. "Don't leave me hangin." He finished as Campbell fit his tip snuggly in the tight space.

Owen relaxed into Campbell's slowly intruding unit, the delicate motion was an unexpected build up that the senior wasn't used too. A grunt emerged from the bigger player followed by a sigh of relaxation. "Gentleman it is?" he sounded as the hockey star leaned his smaller form over the older teen's bold build.

Owen looked into the sensitive hazel eyes of the Tenner, as he crouched over him and slid the length of his hockey stick deeper. "Is-sss this . . . okay?" Cam asked nervously as he came eye level with the Hockey Hunk. The burly teen smirked and nodded with his blue eyes wide and shimmering with his contentment.

When Owen felt Campbell's sack knock against the nook of his cheeks he clenched himself around the slender unit. The tight enclosure rocked through the smaller boy encouraging him to sound a small yelp. "Feel good Cammy Boy?" the senior boy asked. His arms wrapped around the Tenner's torso and guided him to make a thrust.

The hockey star, retrieved his poll from the teen's clenching cheeks and was pulled back in more aggressively by the player under him. The smaller jock shared a gasp of excitement with the burly teen when he was involuntarily taken back into the enclosed heat. "Awe, man!" Cam exclaimed as he found a momentum, gliding up the rugged muscular slope. "Feel good?" Owen grunted. "It's awesome, s-so hot, Ah! Nice and tight." He responded through closed teeth.

The teammates, held the heated composure with Cam speeding up his pace. Owen lifted his legs in an arch and closing his thighs around Campbell's sweat glazed hips. As the escapade deepened Cam was in a stance as he plunged repeatedly into his new found mentor. "That's it stud. Mmm." He growled as the smaller jock gripped his heavy stick.

Campbell watched as Owen's excitement climaxed when he arched his thrusts and the larger player's jaw dropped in the shock of pleaser. A childish smirk crossed the Tenner's face, "You like that Owen?" he questioned then repeated the action. The burly hockey hunk bit his lip and rustled his shaggy head over the bench. "Awe, yeah . . . I love it." His face lit up as he made his confession. "Yeah?" Cam repeated rocking his stick up in the same arch.

"Ah!" Owen grunted as the boy angled himself. "Ah! Yea. You're the man Cammy, you're really the man!" Cam enjoyed the affection that the Senior boy was ranting he was covered in sweat and his eyes deep set with the ecstasy he was experiencing. The young jock was holding back from blowing the load that was growing tighter in his sack.

Owen could feel the tension as Campbell let it build up. He could tell by the harsh shallow breaths and the slow strides that he took. Owen was getting closer with every iron-clad stroke that the boy took of his engorged shaft. "Keep pumpin' my dick like that and you're going to make me bust little man." Owen lustfully teased.

The hockey star smirked and lost his concentration when holding back his ball clenching release. The smaller teen's jaw dropped as he felt the white flood break and the heat wave that shocked his body forced his legs to buckle. He was lost in Owen's sea blue eyes as he shot his nut, he let himself drop into the older teen's iron biceps. Owen let the boy fall to his chest well he still flooded his white heat in his tightness.

Campbell shook aggressively as his climax played out. Owen held the younger teen securely as he relaxed into the contours of his chest. When the young hockey star recovered from the bliss and ecstasy he flashed a smile of excitement as he reached for the solid member that was pressed under him.

The smaller jock pushed himself off the wall of muscle and pulled the erection to his lips. When the thick head was taken into the boys mouth he was greeted with surprised grunt. Before Cam could even get started Owen could already feel the stockpile of his orgasm peak. The Tenner was almost at the base when he heard Owen's warning, the younger jock held his stance on the massive arousal and let the flood of white thickness over take his mouth. The first stream the boy swallowed proudly but when the ropes filled him entirely he just let the hotness pour out and over the older teen's shaft.

"Easy, big guy." Owen said through deep breaths "That was great." He concluded letting out a sigh. Retrieving his towel from the floor he cleaned himself off and stood to get at his locker. "Was that good?" Campbell asked blushing as he tilted his head to hide the mixed expression. The older teen glanced at him slightly turning his head, "You were great stud." He smiled as he complimented. As he pulled his black undershirt over his head and hid his bold chest from sight.

"So . . . uh?" the Tenner stumbled over his words "Can we . . . do this again?" Owen turned around and took the younger teen in his arms. He looked down at the boy and pulled him in for a kiss that stopped the younger boy's questions. When they parted Owen gave the boy a smirk, "Yeah. Don't worry about it stud." Campbell's blushing expression fell and he eased back to confident composure. "You feelin' better now?" the senior teen asked letting the boy go.

"Loads. And I want to try something new next time, I think I could have made you bust sooner if I wasn't holdin' back like that." The young hockey star started. "Whoa, dude . . ." Owen looked down at his eager teammate. "You got luckier than any Tenner has before, but don't push your luck." Owen kissed Cam's forehead "But, don't worry I'll treat you right stud."

Cam smiled as he was left by his locker watching Owen packing up his gear. When he threw his Ice Hounds jacket over his shoulders and pulled his bag, "I'll text you later." Owen gave the Tenner a kiss as he prepared to exit the locker room. "Later, Stud."

Campbell picked up his clothes and showered quickly thoughts of Owen Milligan flooded through his head . . .

Thanks for reading the next chapter's going to be up soon. . . I'm working on another one-shot series/stories for Owen. Please review if you have any pairing that you want to see.

-Pariah