Stealing (2)

"Nice man!" Max practically bear hugged him after Ken had made the winning play. His large shoulders and arms fully encompassed Ken, squeezing the life out of him like a boa constrictor.

"E—Ease up man." Ken spat out with the little air he had left in his lungs.

Max let him go with a big grin on his face. "Sorry man, I got a little too excited." He admitted, patting him on the back.

Just when Ken thought he was out of hot water, the team arrived shortly after, dousing him with their celebrations. He was poked, prodded, cuddled and even slapped on the behind, making him feel violated.

His face stiffened and he dropped his shoulder, bulldozing his way out of the group. Yet once he got past the initial crowd, Steve was waiting for him with a smile on his face.

Steve's expression morphed into one of horror as he saw Ken steamrolling forward like a running back towards him.