Keep your shots to his glove, stick, and pads. If he wants shots to the chest, he’ll ask for them.” The goalies nodded their heads, voicing their ...greement.After the practice, Brad stayed another hour and a half with Coach Stanton going over different strategies and ideas. All this additional coaching knowledge made his head feel like it was spinning out of control.Coach Stanton placed a hand on Brad’s shoulder. “Now comes the hard part where you have to set aside your personal feelings and. Can't you fucking well keep your cock in the four holes you already have. Oh, no. You had to go and find another one or two to stick your fucking fat cock in. Fuck! Fuck! You are a fuckwit Nicky. You should have just come to me and I would have fixed Cyn right up. Well I'm not having it. I'm not sharing you with anyone other than Sam. This is not a free for all. You are MY brother. Your cock belongs to me. Sam gets to use it because of Dad but that was it. Let me think. FUCK!"Rebecca was saying. ' I could see he was very shy. I sat next to him and asked if he knew why I was here. He did. I asked him if he wanted me to leave. He didn't. He told me I was really pretty, and he had been frightened about who would be coming in.He had fair hair, was of normal build, I could see by his arms that he was very smooth skinned and looked very young. I checked his age. He said he was 16, nearly 17. We started to chat about all kinds of things. Finally I asked him did he want to try and have some. Soft delicate fingers, yet, strong fingers."Sir. Can you hear me sir?" The soft voice asked.I tried to speak but my mouth was to dry and words could not escape my throat."That's all right sir. Don't try to speak. If you can hear me just blink your eyes."I blinked."This one's ready for the brace." The soft voice said. "Thanks."Those delicate yet strong fingers gently raised my head and then placed something about my neck which also supported the back of my head."All right sir," The soft voice.