A young speedskater lusts after an older, more experienced teammate. Problem is, his teammate doesn't seem to notice him in the locker room or out on the ice ... until after they win the finals.<br><br>Amid flashing lights and screaming fans, the two come together in one perfect moment to celebrate their victory. But when reporters snag his teammate's attention away, the young skater returns to his hotel room alone, sure he's been forgotten again.

Victory Fuck

In the locker room I lingered, thinking he’d


show up at any moment. Each time the door banged open I jumped,


heart in my throat, hoping it might be him, a quick apology on his


lips for leaving me like that. Sorry, man,he’d say, running


a hand through his disheveled hair. Crazy reporters, you


I unzipped my suit and shrugged out of the


top half of it, letting it hang about my waist as my arms and chest


cooled off. The tight material clung to my hips and thighs like a


second skin as I changed my skates for sneakers, moving slowly as


if savoring the motions. Any moment now, I told myself. He’ll


return any second, he’ll see me again, he’ll pull me into another


embrace and sweep me off my feet, tell me we’re fucking awesome


like he did out there on the ice, press his lips behind my ear in a


secret kiss the whole world saw but no one noticed.


When I could dawdle no longer, I chucked my


Chapter 2