The Holocene Mass Exinction Event

Rookie of the year is complete! Except. I've still been writing more things that happen to Trey. So there's also a series on ao3 you can follow if you'd like to see more over the next few weeks.

Rookie of the Year
Original work
Rating: adult
Characters: first pick NHL rookie/his entire team, background rookie/his college girlfriend
Wordcount: 19,800

"It's an orgy," said Lindsey, on the phone.

"It's not an orgy," said Trey, frustrated. "It's team bonding. The vets welcoming the rookies to the team. It's this big honor."

"A big honor that you had to get an STI test for," said Lindsey, flatly.

"There's not gonna be any girls there," said Trey, soothingly. "It's just the team. It's really secret, actually, I'm not supposed to be telling you about it at all. You just go to the party, you get welcomed in, and then, uh, that's it. That's mostly it."

Lindsey didn't say anything. Trey had to pull his phone away for a second to make sure she hadn't hung up.

"I think," he said, when the silence had stretched on to the point of misery. "I mean, I don't know, but I think there's some magic involved. Like, there's rumors."

"Rumors," said Lindsey.

Trey hesitated, but he'd been the one to call. He'd opened this can of worms, and now he was gonna lie in it. "Guys' dicks get shorter."


Read it on the AO3!