Page 5 of Puck Me With Your Best Shot (Playing the Puck #13)

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Colsen

S hrinkage is definitely not a problem, but hiding my massive erection from the beautiful nurse practitioner is going to be hard—literally.

“Okay, Mr. Webster. We have one last test to perform before we’re done. The ah, hernia check.” She stumbles over her words as I drop my hands, exposing my huge shaft I’ve been trying to hide behind them. “If you’ll turn your head and cough when I tell you to, then we’ll be finished.”

“Sorry, we don’t have any sheets or a towel for you to cover yourself with.” She told me when she first asked me to take off my clothes. I’ve been trying to hide my body’s reaction to her for the last fifteen minutes.

It was bad enough when she was touching my chest and back to listen to my lungs. Even standing close to me as she looked in my mouth, eyes, and nose, her light perfume messed with my sanity.

I’m not a virgin by any means, but I’ve only ever been with my high school sweetheart. Unfortunately, when I wasn’t drafted into the pros right after college, she lost interest in me, and we broke up.

It’s a little ironic that I was called up to play in the pros just three months after joining the minor leagues.

Ledger, Bryer, and I all met at training camp a few weeks ago. We became instant friends. We were lucky to all get signed on the same team.

He small hand circle half my penis causing it to jerk. “Sorry,” I mumble.

“No problem, Mr. Webster. It’s a natural response to having it touched.” She slides her other hand under my balls, cupping them, and this time I have to hold back a moan.

My ex-girlfriend, Claire, was very vanilla in the bedroom. She would lie there, waiting for it to be over. I would try to touch her, but she didn’t want anything to do with anything other than performing the basic act.

“Okay, I’m ready for you to turn your head and cough.

” I do as I’m told, as I fight the urge to pump my cock into her hand.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see her gaze run down my bare body.

Now it’s her turn to be the one to cough.

“Um, that will be all today.” She releases me from her grip.

“You can put your clothes back on and go to the trainer’s office for your STD testing.

” Her voice sounds more breathless than I’ve heard it before.

Not that I’ve heard her talk much. But it sounds like she’s out of breath.

She walks to her desk, and I hear the distinct sound of her rubber gloves snapping as she removes them.

I quickly dress, shoving my feet into my tennis shoes and smashing the backs in my haste to speak to her one more time. “Is that everything?”

She offers me a soft smile. “Yes, Mr. Webster. That’s all I need from you today. If you wouldn’t mind showing yourself out.” She turns back to the chart on her desk and begins to write.

I step out into the hallway only to find Ledger and Bryer still there. “I thought you would have already gone to the trainer’s office.”

“Nah, we were waiting for you. But I think it’s time we go back to our apartment and have a talk.” Ledger puts his arm around my shoulders and leads me away from one of the biggest temptations in my life.