A tradition like any other
''We have a tradition here.'' Timmy told him after a training session during their training camp for the team to acclimatize them to playing together after the world cup, Gonçalo had just arrived in Frankfurt a month ago, and the American very quickly became his best friend in the club. And since he told him that, he can only think about it, he didn't dare to ask at the time not to seem to know nothing about the club he has just joined, but now, after two whole days of thinking only about it, Gonça wants to know the whole truth about the tradition.
"So what's that tradition?" Paciencia asks him during a walk where Chandler tries to teach him more about the team and what he will be able to live in the future.
"It's a tradition for new guys, and you're going to live it with me." Gonça is always on his guard because he still has no idea what this tradition holds, Timothy takes him away from any glance, they are under a tree, the sun not beating down there, it may be too intimate for a secret, for the two of them who hardly know each other
''And who will take care of Filip and the others?'' Gonça leans on the tree trunk, it's hot despite the shade
"Not my problem." Timothy crouched down in front of him and put his hands on the edges of his shorts, sliding it down his thighs to his knees, Gonçalo felt his cheeks take color, he didn't think that... well... that Timmy would already do this after such a short time
"Hey Timmy... I know I'm delicious, but you didn't have to think of a tradition for me to make me accept." Gonça doesn't stop an arrogant smile from placing on his face as Timothy takes his cock in his mouth
''Shut up...'' Timmy whispers, releasing his cock for a moment.
"I love this tradition."
The End
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