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Please don't interact if you don't like that. Don't like, don't read!!
Title: S.O.S.
Tags: dead dove do not eat. Don't like don't read. Not timeline accurate, it is on purpose for the story!!! Incest, no sex, kissing, bathing, brushing someones teeth for them, slight subspace, depression. Talks of guilt and envy. And religious scripture used in story
Word-count: 1,853
Summary: Brady gets the break he needs after having a hard time.
Warning: 18+.(Just to be safe). Once again: don't like, please don't read!!!
Inspired by the post by puckpuppies.
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"A heart at peace gives life to the body,
but envy rots the bones." - Proverbs 14:30
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Brady knew exactly what lead to him being here, on the bathroom floor in a puddle of his own vomit. It wasn't an uncommon place for him to be during an off-season. Even during the season the vomit wouldn't be too out of place, never one to keep food down for too long.
But no, that's not what this is this time, this is something entirely different, something more disgusting. Something he himself doesn't even want to think about right now. So he won't think about it. Doesn't want to think about his failure.
You see, Brady had this thing, this thing he told no one about. Not a single person. He didn't want to make it real by talking it into existence. If he ignored it, it'd go away, or it'd be like it didn't exist at all.
So he wouldn't think about it. At all.
He wouldn't.
Except he was thinking about it now. It was all he could think about recently.
Which is why he's throwing up. Because he was guilty. Guilt flooded his entire body and made him sick.
Which is why he's laying on the ground as well, he couldn't handle standing up and having to see himself in the mirror right now.
These thoughts plagued him. And destroyed him. And made him disgusting. This envy inside of him.
15 days, that's how long it's been since Sens lost playoffs.
Brady lived and breathed for his team. Their fans. His teammates. Each and every one of them. They are his everything.
Brady knew things were gonna be different after losing this time. Could feel it happen as soon as Canes won that last game, could feel the burning in his eyes and the closing up of his throat. He felt like screaming, like breaking something, like he himself needed to break apart.
It was the disappointment from the fans that hurt him the most, the lost look on his teammates face, watching the canes celebrate their win, knowing that this was another year he wouldn't be bringing home the cup.
He went into the game thinking they had a chance, but they got completely swept, not a single game won, and Brady was more than disappointed in himself for not scoring a single goal.
Now he was back home. He didn't feel like doing anything. So he didn't do anything. He ignored everything and everyone, turned his phone off, cleared his schedule, and stayed in his room. Or the bathroom.
And he would've stayed there longer if it wasn't for the pounding on his door making him get up. The sound growing increasingly louder and increasingly more frantic, as if the person on the other side might break down the door if Brady doesn't hurry and open it now.
He contemplates pretending like he's not there, but what if it's important?
He looks down at himself, at his sickly colored skin and at the state his clothes are in, the slightest amount of vomit on him. In his head he thinks he probably shouldn't open the door like this, but his body is, once again, betraying him and acting without thought, and opening the door.
On the other side of the door is Matthew. Probably the last person he'd like to see right now.
He doesn't need to be envious this time, at least Sens made playoffs this year, but just looking at Matthew, and remembering how he has gotten what Brady wants, makes the bile rise back up in his throat.
If it was any other time he'd be ecstatic to see Matthew, but not now. Now while he's already down.
Matthews face screws up as he looks at him, like he just smelt something disgusting, and he probably did. Brady can't remember the last time he paid any attention to himself beyond forcing himself to get up and down to go to the bathroom, and even then it was a close call. He just needed a break.
Matthew being here was nothing short of torture, but also a miracle. Had he been thinking of him enough that he just appeared?
Neither of them has said anything yet, both just staring at each other.
Brady wishes he had cleaned up himself before opening the door, regrets letting someone see him like this. But even with that regret, he knows he wouldn't have the energy to do it himself.
"Are you gonna let me in?"
Brady walks backwards, opening the door more for Matthew to come through. Watching as he walks through the front door and looks around at the place Brady has been hiding himself in for the past couple of weeks.
Brady can't think of anything to make it better. To make it more lighthearted, so he just stares at Matthew, hoping to convey the fact that he's fine, that this is just something he needs to work through, that this'll be over soon enough and things will go back to normal.
But looking at Matthew, it doesn't seem like those thoughts got across to him, because he looks confused, he looks concerned, and he's walking closer to Brady.
Pulling Brady closer to him and hugging him. Their bodies pressing together in a way that makes Brady want to cry, he has spent the last couple of days ruminating over the fact Matthew has won before and he hasn't, and hating him over it. Forgetting how much he actually loves him.
Being held like this makes him want to cry. He doesn't know how many more lows he's willing to reach right now before he actually breaks down. The love inside of him making him want to cry.
"You smell like shit, Brady, when was the last time you showered?" Matthew mumbles, making a small amount of shame and embarrassment flood Brady.
Brady just shrugs.
"Come on baby,' Matthew whispers, pressing a kiss to his hairline and pulling him towards the bathroom, seeing the state the bathroom is in makes Matthew pause and Brady feels embarrassed again as he looks at it as well. But Matthew doesn't say anything, just walking him slowly to a different bathroom. One connected to a different bedroom.
"We'll use this one" Matthew says, sitting Brady down on the toilet and walking over to the bathtub. Turning the water on and feeling the water, making sure it's not too hot and not too cold before running a bath for Brady.
As Matthew is waiting for the bath to fill up he gets up and walks back over to Brady, pulling him back into a hug and running his fingers through his greasy, unkempt hair. Pressing another kiss to his hairline. Both of them silent now.
Just breathing against each other and listening to the sound of the water filling the bathtub.
Brady closes his eyes and allows himself to relax for the first time since they lost.
Matthew does have to pull away a couple minutes later to turn the water off, so it doesn't overflow. But he comes right back to Brady and starts to remove his clothes.
If this were any other time Matthews hands on him, removing his clothes, and running over his skin would have Brady perking right up, but all it does right now is make him feel further down. More relaxed. As if he's floating on a cloud.
Sliding into the bathtub, the water warm around him, feels heavenly. Even better was Matthew sliding in with him, a tight squeeze to have both of them in there, but Brady didn't care. As long as he kept feeling the way he felt right now, as long as Matthew chased away the bad feelings that won't stop resurfacing.
Matthews hands won't stop moving over his body, slowly rubbing out the aches that Brady hadn't even realized were there until they were gone.
His body feeling weightless and tingly.
Brady can feel himself getting hard, but it's not a desperate sort of hard, and Matthews hands never stray anywhere sexual. Just slowly running over his skin.
Matthew warm against, the water warm around him, his body warm.
He could fall asleep like this, even though he remembers getting into trouble as a kid for falling asleep in the bath, he knows Matthew won't allow anything bad to happen.
The rag against his skin pulls him back up a little bit as Matthew rubs at his skin, cleaning him, the scent of the soap sharp on his nose, and the slight splashing of water loud in his ears. But the soft kisses pressed to his neck counteracts it. Each soft press of Matthew lips against him making him sink back down.
It's like all the thoughts previously in his head are now gone. Everything feeling quiet and he's finally feeling down to earth again. Not feeling like he's walking around like a ghost or zombie just getting by, like he's been feeling for the past couple of weeks.
He feels like himself.
He feels good. Really good.
Especially when Matthew moves on to washing his hair.
Matthews fingers untangling his knots and putting shampoo in his hair, scratching and massaging the shampoo into his scalp to get his hair all clean. The masculine scent of the 3-in-1 flooding his senses. And making his scalp feel cleaner and less itchy. His scalp was probably all messed up from not cleaning it for the past couple days.
For a while after washing it out of his hair, they just lay there in the dirty water, just relaxing. Before Brady has the chance to actually fall asleep, Matthew helps him sit up and get out of the tub. Helping him dry out and change into new boxers.
Matthew pulls him back over to the sink and kisses him softly on the mouth, "time to brush your teeth, baby. Can you do it yourself?"
Brady just blinks at Matthew and then watches as Matthew grabs the tooth brush, wetting it and putting toothpaste on it. Matthew brushing his teeth as he whispers soft encouragements in Brady's ear. Telling Brady to spit the toothpaste foam out into the sink and continuing to brush until he's done.
Not having him rinse his mouth out with water, Brady watches as Matthew grabs the floss and helps him do that too. Brady just holding his mouth open as Matthew works the floss between every tooth.
Then he washes his mouth out with mouthwash.
Finally feeling clean.
Matthew is looking him up and down as he stands in front of him. Pressing another kiss to his mouth, a soft peck, and pulling him out to the living room.
"Let's take a break now, baby"
Matthew sits them both down on the couch and pulls Brady against him, his hand immediately going to Brady's hair and massaging at his scalp. "Fall asleep if you need to, Brady. I'll wake you up soon."
"Love you Mattie"
"Love you too, Brades"
Brady closes his eyes and lets the warmth wash over him, finally feeling at peace even if it's just for a second.
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Brady tkachuk x Connor Hellebuyck x Matthew tkachuk
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Title: Everyone Say Thank you Helly!!
Tags: dead dove, do not eat. Don't like don't read. Incest, threesome, kissing, blowjobs, fingering, double penetration, guilt, they have sex after drinking a lot
Word-count: 2,639
Summary: Despite the winners room being given to Jack, Brady and Matthew think Hellebuyck deserves a reward as well for his gold winning performance.
Warning: 18+. Once again: don't like, please don't read.
If you asked Brady he'd tell you it was the alcohol that made him suggest it to Matthew. And if you had asked Matthew, he'd tell you it was the alcohol that had made him agree with Brady.
Jack got the golden goal, everyone knew that. It's all everyone was talking about. But their goaltender, hellebuyck, had a stellar performance, a gold winning performance, and he wasn't receiving the same reward Jack was. Jack got the room. Brady wasn't sure what made the room different at the Olympic level, but he imagined it was something bougie or pretentious like a classier room or maybe better equipment. Maybe even multiple forfeits. He wasn't sure.
Brady thought Hellebuyck deserved the room, nothing against Jack but Hellebuyck was their true MVP during the game. They wouldn't have won without him.
He told this to Matthew, and while Matthew didn't exactly agree with everything, he did agree that Hellebuyck should get the same reward as Jack.
They're still in the locker room celebrating right now, Jack is already back from his winners room trip, they had been celebrating in here for a while. Drinking a lot.
Which is why now, Matthew, drunk off of his ass, pulled Hellebuyck aside to tell him. Brady watching a couple feet away. Watching as Matthew whispers something to Hellebuyck.
"We think you deserve a room man"
"Jack was just in the room?"
"Me and Brady think you should have like an.... unofficial one..."
Hellebuyck looks around, "where would we even go?"
"There's gotta be a bathroom around here or something"
"God"
Matthew nods to Brady and Brady walks over, "he said yes?"
"Just need to find somewhere, like a bathroom or whatever room Jack just got out of."
"Why not just ask him?" Hellebuyck says.
Brady looks over at him and nods, walking off, stumbling a bit and talking to Jack for a little before walking back over to Matthew and Hellebuyck, "come on, he gave instructions"
Brady leads them out the locker room and down a small hall, that leads to a couple rooms, he pokes his head into a couple of the doors before finally walking into the third one he pokes his head into, holding the door open for both of them.
Both of them walk in and for a while no one says anything, before Matthew kicks things into gear by walking up to Helle, "so, it's your room....any requests?"
"A blowjob?"
"From me or Brady?"
"Both of you, at the same time."
Brady looks at Matthew, kind of not expecting that. He was expecting to be in the same vicinity of Matthew while being with Hellebuyck, but now he'd be practically touching Matthew.
Matthew just shrugs and reaches for Hellebuycks pants, walking him backwards towards the bed and pushing Hellebuyck to sit down, Brady following slowly behind. Brady pushes Hellebuycks legs open and drops to his knees in front of the man, both him and Matthew looking down at him for a moment before Matthew follows suit and gets on his knees in front of Hellebuyck. "Eager?" Hellebuyck laughs.
Hellebuyck pushes his pants down enough and his boxers down enough to pull his cock out, still soft and Matthews hand goes up and slowly strokes up and down it. Hellebuycks legs spreading more to allow more room for Brady and Matthew to get closer. They both scoot closer and Matthew holds his hand out to Brady's mouth, "spit".
Brady looks confused for a second before spitting into Matthews hand, ready to follow along with Matthew.
Brady watches as Matthew strokes up and down Hellebuycks cock, watching as he slowly hardens and grows longer. Definitely longer than Brady's own cock. In his head Brady is thinking to himself that he should probably make sure he doesn't seem too eager for it. Even though, looking at it, he is eager to have his mouth on it.
He watches Matthews face for a second, looking at the focus there before looking up at Hellebuycks face, looking at the pleasure already there, his pleasure intensified by all the partying and drinking they did.
"Have you ever sucked a dick before, Brady?" he suddenly hears Matthew ask him.
"Yeah a couple times, in the room."
"Why don't you start us off?"
Matthew hand goes to the back of Brady's head, pushing Brady's face closer to Hellebuycks cock, Brady doesn't need that much encouragement before he's leaning in and licking a stripe up Hellebuycks cock, letting Matthew guide and push his head where he wants it.
Brady tries not to think about the fact that his older brother is helping, and watching, him suck dick. He just focuses on the feeling of Hellebuyck on his tongue.
"Slowly take him into your mouth, Brady."
Brady breathes out of his nose, a little frustrated about being bossed around, but another feeling is there that he doesn't want to examine. Matthew pushes on the back on his head again and so Brady opens his mouth, folding his lips over his teeth like he was taught to do in the room, and slowly taking some of Hellebuycks cock into his mouth as Matthew slowly pushes down on the back of his head, making him slowly inch further down his cock.
Matthew keeps the pushing going until Brady gags, and has to pull back, coughing and glaring at Matthew, but quickly diving back in like he's having separation issues with Hellebuycks cock. Like he can't stay away from it.
Brady feels beyond turned on, beyond embarrassed as well, that he's choking on cock while his brother is forcing him to take more and more. But each jolt of embarrassment just fuels his lust, making his cock twitch in his jean and his hands clutch at Hellebuycks thighs.
Brady closes his eyes and lets Matthew drag his mouth back and forth on Hellebuycks cock, his cock fucking in and out of his mouth. Each thrust in pulling out a disgusting gagging noise from Brady's throat.
Brady pulls himself off of Hellebuycks cock and strokes him, looking at Matthew, "You too."
"Mmmmmm" Matthew hums and leans in, sucking the tip into his mouth and drawing Brady's face closer again, Brady can immediately understand what he's trying to do, so as Matthew is messing with the tip, Brady starts stroking and licking at the shaft. Licking stripes up and down it. Stopping just as his mouth is about to meet Matthews before going back down again.
Hellebuyck, who has been very quiet this whole time, mumbles, "fuck....look at you two...both of you lick the tip"
Matthew lets the tip drop out of his mouth and starts softly licking at it, licking along the top and swirling his tongue around, Brady licks his way up his cock and once he reaches the tip, he freezes for a second as he considers what he's about to do, then he licks it, his tongue running over Hellebuycks cock, but also rubbing against Matthews tongue. His mouth tasting like the shitty alcohol they had been drinking earlier.
He jerks back for a second before furrowing his eyebrows and doing it again, looking up at Hellebuycks and being more purposeful about it this time. Watching as Hellebuyck groans and thrusts his hips forward, "fuck that's so hot."
Hellebuycks hips won't stop thrusting up as if he can't help but try to fuck himself into both of their mouths, as both of them basically make out with the tip of his dick and each other. Their tongues running everywhere over each other's tongue and all over his dick.
Hellebuyck groans and throws his head back, "fuck...you two...."
'hmmm?" Matthew says.
"Want you two to feel good too" he says, his hand going down and pushing at the back of Matthews head, pushing his face closer to Brady's and immediately Matthew connects his lips to Brady's, shocking Brady but Brady instantly starts kissing back, groaning into the kiss and stroking Hellebuyck faster.
"Fuck....fuck...okay, enough for now...I don't want to finish yet" Hellebuyck says pushing Brady's hand away, his chest moving quickly up and down. "I want to fuck one of you, actually....I want to fuck Brady....and I want you to fuck him as well, Matthew. Is that fine?"
Matthews eyebrows had raised and he looked over at Brady, they were practically speed running this whole incest thing, but Brady couldn't think of anything better than having both of them inside of him right now. He was so hard for both of them. And he wanted to please both of them.
Hellebuyck rolls over on the bed and lays on his back, dragging Brady with him, moving him around easily, Matthew watches with a growing interest as Hellebuyck slides down Bradys pants and boxers.
Of course Matthew had seen Brady naked before over the years, but never in this context. Never in the context of about to fuck him. His hand goes down and unbuttons his own pants, pulling down his fly and quickly taking his pants off as well, all of them now halfway naked.
Brady is sitting in Hellebuycks lap, like Brady is about to ride him, and he sees Hellebuycks hand go down between Brady's legs, can see Brady tense up before forcing himself to relax. "Grab the lube, Matthew"
Matthew is quick to listen, enjoying the show already.
He passes the lube to Hellebuyck and watches as Hellebuyck slowly rubs one lubed up finger against Brady's hole. Bradys hips jumping slightly at the cold feeling before settling down.
For a couple seconds that all he does, rubs his finger around the outside of Brady's hole before he deems Brady relaxed enough to dip his finger inside to the first knuckle.
Brady's face screws up, it feels weird, doesn't hurt yet, but it's definitely not something he's ever felt before.
He just pressed his face to Hellebuycks neck and closes his eyes, knowing this'll be better and easier if he just relaxes as much as he can.
He slowly moves the tip of his finger in and out of Brady, slowly and slowly introducing more and more until he's gotten down to the second knuckle. Brady just slowly breathes and subtly moves his hips. Trying to make it feel good instead of weird.
Matthews hand is stroking quickly up and down his own cock, watching as Hellebuycks finger pushes in and out of Bradys tight hole.
"You ever been fucked here before?"
Brady shakes his head no, shocking both of the other men involved. "Not even in the room?"
Once again, he shakes his head. "Only ever mouth stuff," Brady says, his voice muffled.
"Hmmm after I finish prepping you, I'll let Matthew go first, so he can have your first time, how does that sound? Want your brother to take your virginity?"
Denying the affect the words have on him would be useless since Hellebuycks could definitely tell the affect by how he twitched against him, but Brady just stays silent. His hands gripping tighter at Hellebuyck.
Hellebuyck keeps fingering him until he has a full finger in hin, then another, and then another, until 3 of his big fingers are pushing in and out of Brady. Brady squirming in his lap and flexing his muscles, trying to get Hellebuyck to press up against that spot inside of him again.
Brady whines as he pulls his fingers out, but quiets down as he feels Matthew getting closer on the bed, going behind him and he feels Matthew hands come down and spread his ass cheeks apart, looking at his hole.
"God....so perfect"
Matthew lines his cock up to Brady's hole and slowly pushes in, listening to Brady's whining and enjoying every second of it. Pausing once he gets all the way in. Squeezing at Brady's hips and squeezing his eyes closed, putting lots of effort into not cumming immediately.
Matthew looks down at Bradys hole stretched around him and knows he's not gonna last long.
He waits until Brady starts squirming to slowly pull out and push back in. He watches as Hellebuycks hand starts sliding back to where it originally was before between Brady's legs. Matthew has to close his eyes at the sight of Hellebuyck trying to fit in a finger beside his cock, trying to stretch Brady out to take both of them. Brady whines and moves his hips away but Matthew pulls him back down, stopping his thrusting and staying still for now to make it easier on Brady.
Matthews hand runs up and down Brady's side, trying to comfort his brother.
After a while of Hellebuyck thoroughly trying to stretch him out, Matthew can feel Hellebuycks cock bump against his cock, trying to push in beside him and Brady whines low in his throat.
Once they're both fully inside they both pause, just taking a second to let Brady get adjusted to it before they start thrusting, trying to get used to this feeling and build up a rhythm. They start a slow rhythm of when Matthew pulls out, Hellebuyck pushes back in, and vice versa. Leaving Brady never empty for long, his mouth dropped open as he's pressed between them. His mouth open and noises are spilling nonstop from him.
Hellebuyck turns Brady's head towards him and presses his lips to his, another thing that shocks the other two involved, since kissing isn't that common in the room. They had thought the kissing between them had just been for Hellebuyck to see. But Brady's not one to turn down kissing, enjoying it more than most things, so he kisses back as best as he can.
The kissing is more like Hellebuyck licking into Brady's open mouth as Brady lets out noises uncontrollably.
Matthew watches as they kiss, waiting for his turn to bend forward and connect his lips to one of their lips. His hips moving quicker, making Hellebuyck speed up as well. Brady growing louder and somehow tightening around them, causing both men to groan and curse in pleasure.
Matthew is going crazy, right now he feels like he might shoot off any second. The feeling of Brady around him, the feeling of Hellebuycks cock rubbing against his, it's all too much for him.
"Brady....kiss...." Matthew murmurs against Brady's shoulder, wanting Brady to come and kiss him now too. Brady is quick to comply and pulls back from kissing Hellebuyck, turning his head awkwardly to connect his lips to Matthews.
Hellebuyck focuses on fucking Brady harder now, Matthew groaning at the feeling and at the noises now leaving Brady. He's so loud, so unrestrained, so responsive.
Matthew can tell Brady is getting close, the way he keeps whining and twitching, the way he keeps tensing his body up.
"Come on baby, cum for us," Matthew mumbles against Brady's lips. Hellebuycks hand wraps around Brady's cock and slowly strokes it, causing Brady to tense up more and cum all over Hellebuycks hand and stomach.
The feeling of Brady twitching and tightening around him has Matthew feeling like he's gonna cum, and since Hellebuyck seems there too, he lets the feeling wash over him. Shuddering and groaning loudly as he fucks his cum into Brady. Brady's hole getting pumped with more and more cum as Hellebuyck starts to cum as well.
Hellebuyck thrusting deep inside of him and both of them filling Brady up with their cum.
"Fuck....fuck...I love you Brades...." Matthew murmurs as he pulls his now-sensitive cock out. He rolls over onto the bed beside both Brady and Hellebuyck and lays there on his back. Letting all the feelings wash over him. Feeling more sober now.
"Love you too, Mattie..." He hears Brady say but he can barely hear him over the ringing in his head. Matthew feels nauseous. What the fuck did they just do? What did Matthew just do to Brady?
I'm thinking of writing a feeding kink into my tkachukcest fantasy football punishments fic as the second punishment is gonna be one of those eating challenges since I keep seeing that as a common one people choose to do, but would anyone even like to see that?
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Decided to make the punishments a weekly thing and of course since it's me, I'm gonna write that Brady sucks at it just so he has to do the punishments
Only problem is that I can't think of stuff for punishments. It needs to be stuff that can be normal if not looked at too hard, like as a normal "punishment" but in the context of Brady having to do it and Matthew having to be the one to record him doing it to send to the others in the league. I am definitely doing the spanking one and this one puking one, but I need more embarrassing punishments!!
I intend to have the hughes brothers be part of the league their in and I can't stop thinking about Quinn seeing those videos of Matthew and Brady. Since Matthew will have to send the videos to people to show Brady actually did the punishment
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