#toronto marlboro

[hugheses]

TorontoMarlboro: Former Marlboro alumni David Clarkson of @/MapleLeafs provides words of wisdom for Luke Hughes and Brendan Othmann.

[virtchandmoir]

John M. Meloche: Last night, I had the honour of attending the 2024 Ontario Sports Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony, and what an incredible experience it was! Being in the presence of such legendary athletes and personalities was truly surreal.

Meeting Nav Bhatia, aka the Raptor's biggest fan, was unforgettable as well. His energy is infectious, and the ring he showed off? It was heavy with success—and his story is even more inspiring!

I also had the pleasure of chatting with Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir, and let me tell you, they are just as authentic and gracious as you’d imagine. Tessa embodies elegance in every way.

The highlight? Connecting with many of the 1973 Toronto Marlboros hockey legends was a dream come true. What an amazing group with so many stories to tell!

The event was packed with talented individuals, including Mike Ceresia, Shai Gilgeous-Alexander, John Tavares, Derek Drouin, and Neil Lumsden. What a lineup of champions!

Thank you to everyone who made the evening so special—especially all the dignitaries I was fortunate enough to meet. I’ll be cherishing these memories (and photos 📸) for a long time!

#OSHF2024 #OntarioSportsHallOfFame #Legends #UnforgettableNight

[puckgoss]

um girl can you do Jamie’s backstory or more facts ab him/his life he’s so private

sure!! i'm not gonna do too much on hockey related stuff bc it's all pretty basic and easy to find like highly-touted prospect, great skater, played for the toronto marlies, played for the toronto marlboros, erie otters, team canada, etc etc. here's an article that summarizes his pre-NHL hockey career.

first here's a pic of jamie & his mom tina, dad gary, and big brother charlie from jamie's ig. i'm sure you've seen it before. link

jamie grew up around yonge & lawrence in north toronto which is a very safe, family friendly and wealthy area. source 1, source 2

he went to st. michael's college school to play high school hockey before he was eligible for the OHL draft. this is a well-known private school in toronto that many NHL alumni have attended including tyler seguin, jason spezza, and tim horton himself. source 1, source 2

while playing for the erie otters, he attended fairview high school in fairview, pa. source 1

his billet family in erie described him as kind-hearted, quick-witted, and competitive. his coach in erie described him as a great teammate, selfless, and a great person. source 1

his mom tina appears to be the manager of finance & operations for the toronto marlboros. source 1

here is her twitter account

she went to havergal college which is a fancy independent girls school (pre-K to gr12) in toronto. she graduated in 1988 so she was born in around 1970. source 1

jamie's dad gary is very successful in the IT sector - previously he was vice-president of commercial and channel sales for Printing and Personal Systems with HP Canada. source 1, source 2

at one point he was on the canadian channel chiefs council (C4) board of directors. source 1

he is now the director of sales at intuit quickbooks canada. source 1, source 2, source 3 (source 3 is a video, you can see a couple pics of jamie in the background)

jamie's brother charlie is a biomechanical engineer who attended queen's university in kingston, ontario. source 1 (jamie used to have a pic of him w charlie at charlie's grad on ig but i think he archived it)

this was jamie's grandpa: richard. source 1, source 2

and this was his grandma: isabel. source 1, source 2

so in conclusion, jamie comes from a wealthy background and is kinda your typical toronto hockey boy, but everyone loves him and consistently talks about how lovely and sweet he is so his parents did a great job!

[toasttt11]

introducing livia

Livia Drysdale the youngest of the Drysdale family and definitely the quietest one in the family.

Charlie her oldest brother was the outgoing and louder and Jamie her other older brother was the quiet and sweetest one.

Livia adored both of her brothers but it was easier for her to be closer to Jamie as she was very closer in age with him and they were a lot similar in personality that they understood each other a lot better.

Livia met Wyatt and Luke on the first day of kindergarten and Wyatt was this loud ball of sunshine, Luke more reserved but super sassy when he wanted to be and Livia was very shy and quiet but the three just clicked right away becoming each others best friend.

Livia, Wyatt and Luke played seven years on the same team before the Hughes family moved to Michigan and Luke joined the US Program and Livia and Wyatt joined the OHL

Livia and Wyatt have always played hockey together starting from their first ever team. They played for eight years with the Toronto Marlboros and they were both drafted to the Windsor Spitfires, they played a year on the Windsor before Covid happened and they didn’t play the next season.

The two were both drafted in the 2021 NHL Draft and both were drafted to the Dallas Stars, sadly for the first time ever they weren’t playing together as Wyatt was staying in the OHL and Livia was heading to the NHL, they played one season apart before Wyatt joined her in Dallas.

Luke obviously was away from his two best friends and the three didn’t get to see each other as often as they would like but the three were really exicted when they were all in the NHL because they would all have similar schedules and be abel to see each other more.

The Drysdale, Johnston and Hughes family all knew each other quite well as the three youngest was the best of friends. All three of the families lived closed by to each other as well and it was normal that most days the three youngest were always together.

Trevor was definitely shocked when he realized that his two best friends Jamie and Jack have known each other longer than they have known Trevor.

Trevor has always loved Livia sent he met her, he’s always thought it was very adorable that Jamie and Livia are so similar and he’s loves when Livia visits them or when he goes home with Jamie and he gets to see her, he’s adopted her as his second sister.

Livia has always been quite shy and the team taught it would be a good idea for her to live with a player on the team for her rookie year so she can get comfortable with the team, Roope offered his spare room especially when he found out she was quiet and then he met her and he couldn’t help but start to care for like a little sister.

Tyler and his wife Kate both quickly loved Livia and Kate always makes Tyler bring Livia home for dinner and Kate will bring Livia with her to go shopping or to get their nails done.

[nicohischierz]

meet you there: jamie drysdale 

you sobbed in his arms as he tried his best to console you. this was your last home game with the boys. your last game with him. 

“i don’t want to go,” you sobbed. 

jamie nodded against your shoulder. the boy in question was trying his hardest not to cry along with you. he was devastated. 

you had known jamie drysdale your whole life. him and your brother played together on the toronto marlboros but with the two of you being american citizens your brother got scouted to play for the us program.

your brother didn’t cry as he hugged his best friend but the two of them definitely were going to miss each other. they’d been d-partners since jamie stepped on the ice but now they were being split up. 

at the airport you tried your best to put on a brave face as you hugged jamie’s parents and his brother. but when jamie stood to the side you cracked. 

“i’m going to miss you,” he whispered. you nodded in agreement and continued hugging him. 

the drysdale family waited as you checked your bags in before heading out to immigration. you turned around and gave one last hug to jamie and handed him a thank you note. 

‘you go your way and i’ll go mine and if we’re meant to i’ll meet you there,’ that was the cover of your note to him and he took it with all his heart to find you again. 

it had been five years since you left toronto and you were now moving again from michigan to sunny california to start your sophomore year at the university of california, irvine. 

during your time in michigan with your brother you became friends with alex turcotte and trevor zegras. now you were friends with most of the guys but alex and trevor were the two you were closest to. 

“y/n/n, why do you have so much shit?” trevor asked as he moved yet another box into your new room. starting your sophomore year in university you moved into a house near campus with trevor and one of his teammates. 

you hadn’t met your other roommate yet but trevor promised he would be there today. after trevor helped you move your things into your room you started unpacking everything, it was already night fall when you finished unpacking everything. 

“yeah, she’s upstairs. i’ll call her down for dinner now,” you heard trevor speak. 

“have you ordered dinner yet trev?” you made your way downstairs and caught sight of your new roommate, well the back of his head. trevor nodded and directed you to the kitchen. 

“we got chick-fil-a and yes y/n/n i ordered your favourite,” he teased handing you your bag of food. your new roommate had headed into his room to put some things down before he entered the kitchen. 

“jimmy, this is our new roommate y/n/n. y/n/n, this is jamie,” trevor introduced the two of you. jamie had moved to sit on the other side of you next to trevor, you didn’t catch his face as he texted someone with a cap covering his face.

jamie sat down and looked up from his phone and gave you a smile. the smile you missed for five years “jam?” you whispered. 

the boys smile faltered as he looked at you. you were the only one who called him that so he had no doubt in his mind on who you were. trevor on the other hand was confused. 

“you guys know each other?” he asked. 

you nodded and stepped towards jamie who embraced you in a hug. “he was my best friend before we moved to michigan,” you whispered. 

jamie didn’t want to let go of your hug but he did so anyway. he looked over you again, just to make sure it was actually you in front of him. 

“well i’m offended you called him your best friend,” trevor murmured. but he smiled to himself as he watched the two of you interact with each other over dinner. 

trevor could tell this reconnection would progress your relationship from friends to something else. 

[goalhofer]

2024 olympians representing non country of residence part 7

Nigeria: Adebola Adeyeye, basketball (Brampton, Ontario); Michelle Alozie, soccer (Apple Valley, California); Obiageri Amaechi, athletics (San Francisco, California); Dubem Amene, athletics (Farmington Hills, Michigan); Promise Amukamara, basketball (Glendale, Arizona); Ashley Anumba, athletics (Charlottesville, Virginia); Ayomide Bello, canoeing (Bowie, Maryland); Lauren Ebo, basketball (Upper Marlboro, Maryland); Jennifer Echegini, soccer (London, U.K.); Blessing Ejiofor, basketball (Paterson, New Jersey); Nicole Enabosi, basketball (Montgomery County, Maryland); Chukwuebuka Enekwechi, athletics (West Lafayette, Indiana); Edose Ibadin, athletics (Prince George's County, Maryland); Ezinne Kalu, basketball (Newark, New Jersey); Ashton Mutuwa, wrestling (Cedar Lake, Indiana); Dubem Nwachukwu, athletics (Katy, Texas); Adaku Nwandu, swimming (Singapore); Chidi Okezie, athletics (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania); Amy Okonkwo, basketball (Rancho Cucamonga, California); Ijeoma Okoronkwo, soccer (Richmond, Texas); Olaitan Olaore, boxing (Wallsend, U.K.); Sade Olatoye, athletics (Dublin, Ohio); Ifeoma Onumonu, soccer (Rancho Cucamonga, California); Udodi Onwuzurike, athletics (Bloomfield Hills, Michigan); Chioma Onyekwere, athletics (Detroit, Michigan); Antoinette Payne, soccer (Birmingham, Alabama); Nicole Payne, soccer (Birmingham, Alabama); Tobi Sajuade, swimming (Bath, U.K.) & Olaoluwatomi Taiwo, basketball (Carmel, Indiana) Norway: Isabel Freese, equestrian (Mühlen, Germany); Victoria Gulliksen, equestrian (Knokke, Belgium); Viktor Hovland, golf (Stillwater, Oklahoma); Jon-Hermann Hegg, shooting (Dingle, Ireland) & Kristoffer Ventura, golf (Palm Beach Gardens, Florida) Palestine: Yazan Al-Bawwab, swimming (Amsterdam, The Netherlands); Layla Almasri, athletics (Colorado Springs, Colorado); Fares Badawi, judo (Damascus, Syria); Omar Hantoli, taekwondo (Sharjah, U.A.E.); Jorge Sahle; Jr., shooting (Santiago, Chile) & Valerie Tarazi, swimming (Crystal Lake, Illinois) Panama: Bernhard Christianson, swimming (Easton, Maryland) & Gianna Woodruff, athletics (Santa Monica, California) Papua New Guinea: Georgia-Leigh Rotuisolia, swimming (Gold Coast, Australia) Paraguay: Javier Insfran, rowing (Rio De Janeiro, Brazil) Peru: McKenna De Bever, swimming (Denver, Colorado) The Philippines: John Cabang, athletics (San Sebastián, Spain); Aleah Finnegan, gymnastics (Lee's Summit, Missouri); Jarod Hatch, swimming (Morgan Hill, California); Lauren Hoffman, athletics (Haymarket, Virginia); Emma Malabuyo, gymnastics (Los Angeles, California); Bianca Pagdanganan, golf (Tucson, Arizona); Levi Ruivivar, gymnastics (Plano, Texas) & Kayla Sanchez, swimming (Toronto, Ontario) Poland: Magdalena Niemczyk, athletics (Versailles, France) & Mariya Zhodzik, athletics (Baranavichy, Belarus) Portugal: Tiago Apolónia, table tennis (Ochsenhausen, Germany); Thomas Augusto, skateboarding (San Marcos, California); Jorge Da Fonseca, judo (São Tomé, São Tomé and Príncipe); Agate Da Sousa, athletics (São Tomé, São Tomé & Príncipe); Fatoumata Diallo, athletics (Paris, France); António Do Vale, equestrian (Lastrup, Germany); Vanessa Farinha, breakdancing (London, U.K.); João Geraldo, table tennis (Ochsenhausen, Germany) & Rochele Nunes, judo (Pelotas, Brazil)

[sincerelymarner]

im going to go crazy. i know luke played for the toronto marlboros. there's photos. but he's not listed on the alumni list and all the photos are grainy and i dont understand youth hockey levels. i just want to know what number he wore before he was on the little caesars team!!!

[thatrickmcginnis]

JAMES TENNEY, Toronto 1989 + 1991

I hadn't heard of James Tenney when I was assigned to photograph him for Musicworks, a local art music journal, by Nancy, my old editor from Nerve magazine. (It's still around today.) Tenney was born in New Mexico and studied music with Carl Ruggles, John Cage, Harry Partch and Edgard Varese, and was a peer of Steve Reich and Philip Glass, performing in their ensembles. His work would be grouped in with movements like minimalism, process music, electronic music and plunderphonics, but in the '80s he was teaching composition at York University here in Toronto, which is where I photographed him, during and after one of his classes. I knew as soon as I took out my camera that I had a lot to work with - Tenney had a striking, rugged look, and my eyes were immediately drawn to the blackboard with its musical staff and the metal chairs stamped with "Music Dept". Tenney must have liked the results, because I have a record of him buying two of my prints a couple of months later.

My first portrait shoot with composer James Tenney was made during an uncertain time in my career, when my apprenticeship had ended and I was trying to make a living and establish a photographic style. By the time I had my second shoot with Tenney, precisely two years later, I was more confident and technically capable, and booked the session at my Parkdale loft, where I hoped I could achieve something more ambitious than our first shoot. I already knew that Tenney had a great image - a kind of Marlboro Man look that I wanted to accentuate even more with harder lighting and starker compositions. Of course my earlier pictures were an inspiration, and side by side they give some sense of how much my work had moved forward in two years.

My client for my second shoot with composer James Tenney was EAR magazine, another journal devoted to left-field and avant-garde music that had been publishing since 1973. If you don't remember the late '80s it was an exciting time if you were into weird, difficult music; there was a whole new audience for this sort of thing, from jazz to noise to oddball classical and art music, and EAR had become a glossy monthly with offices in New York's West Village above the Ear Inn. When I got my assignment to photograph James Tenney it had a sponsorship deal with Absolut Vodka, which helped pay for a series of CDs that would come with the magazine. Since I knew I was shooting the cover - my first ever glossy magazine cover - I decided to go all out, shooting with cross-processed slide film: it produced a look that seems very "period" to me now - high contrast and bright primary and secondary colours, and I had put a great deal of effort into mastering it.

I was very proud of the results, and of that cover, but unfortunately the magazine was going through ultimately fatal financial problems that would see it go out of business by the end of the year. It was the end of what I remember as an exciting time, culturally, and if I'm honest I still miss the excitement I felt during that period, which provided inspiration when I needed it badly. James Tenney's work is still studied and performed, and as a teacher he was a mentor to a whole generation of younger composers. He died of lung cancer in California in 2006.

[jackhues]

is peanut going to play in the nhl?

y'all are making p grow up too fast 😭😭

peanut's considered a high level hockey player from an early age. she's always been amazing for her age, but when she moves to toronto, plays in the gthl and later in the ohl (gets exceptional status to play as a 15 y/o and is drafted by the mississauga steelheads, so she's close enough to live in toronto w/ everyone), she suddenly gets a lot of media attention. the biggest question is if she's going to play in the nhl or pwhl.

like, she has a legitimate chance to be drafted as a high pick in the nhl bcz she has such a strong hockey resume (played in peewee growing up, gthl in toronto marlboros - later captain, and ohl for mississauga steelheads - captain at the age of 17, played u16s for us - captain, played u18s for us - captain, plays in the wjs for us - got the 'a' at age 17), and she's got connections. she's a hughes-matthews, and her step-dad is barzy, so the media's going crazy, bcz she has the chance to be the first female drafted by the nhl, and she might even go first overall.

but p wants to go to college, she doesn't want to quit lacrosse just yet, so she doesn't know what to do. she listens to everyone's advice, and chooses not to go for the draft at 18 (the first eligible year). she goes to northeastern for two years, finally making the decision to enter the... pwhl draft the year she turns 20 (final year of her eligibility).

she's drafted first overall by pwhl toronto, and finishes her northeastern schooling online. her rookie lap is insane, the entire hughes-matthews-barzal family exploding into cheers.

her first game is incredible, she scored 4 goals and the game winner in ot. after that, it's history

[marinnerea89]

Opinión: Bill Belichick y Nick Saban fueron el tipo de entrenadores de los que le hablo a mi terapeuta

Marín Nerea

Hace 25 años, cuando era un joven escritor de béisbol para Sports Illustrated, tenía una pregunta para Jim Fregosi, entonces gerente de los Toronto Blue Jays.

Estábamos parados dentro de la casa club del equipo aproximadamente dos horas antes del inicio del juego de esa noche: el legendario beisbolista vitalicio, un grupo de periodistas, algunos jugadores. Fregosi era ruidoso y atrevido, dueño de un rostro trazado que contaba la historia de demasiados Marlboro mezclados con demasiadas tardes al sol. Y después de apretar mis palmas cubiertas de sudor y respirar profundamente, me volví hacia él y le dije: “Skip, mi nombre es Jeff Pearlman. Escribo la columna Inside Baseball para Sports Illustrated y solo quería…”

Me interrumpió.

“John”, dijo, “no sé qué carajo es eso. Sólo haz tu maldita pregunta”.

Fregosi procedió a disparar un gran fajo de jugo de tabaco en un vaso de poliestireno 7-Eleven y me ignoró.

Mi terapeuta conoce bien la historia. Lo menciono ahora porque, mientras escribo, ha llegado a mi escritorio la noticia de que, después de 24 temporadas y seis campeonatos de Super Bowl,  Bill Belichick  ya no entrenará a los New England Patriots. Esto ocurre menos de 24 horas después de que  Nick Saban , el incomparable entrenador en jefe de Alabama durante 17 magníficos años y múltiples títulos nacionales, anunciara su retiro del deporte.

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Toronto Marlboros players walk out of the locker room during a Silver Stick quarterfinal hockey game Saturday, Jan. 9, 2016 at McMorran Pavilion. JEFFREY M. SMITH/TIMES HERALD

[kbear-100-blog]

history about Conner McDavid

While we are waiting to hear more about the edmonton oilers, today I’m going to be talking about my favorite player Conner McDavid and how he joined the Edmonton Oilers.

Connor McDavid spent his childhood playing ice hockey against older children coached by his father.  McDavid won four Ontario minor hockey association championships with the York Simcoe Express, but he left the team in 2011 to join the Toronto Marlboros of the Greater Toronto Hockey League. There McDavid was named the GTHL player of the year and winner of the Time Adams memorial trophy he was granted exceptional player status in 2012 by hockey Canada, which allowed him to begin playing junior ice hockey at age 15.  The Erie Otters of the Ontario hockey league selected him first overall in that year’s draft and he played until 2015.  Conner McDavid’s OHL career concluded with a 2014-15Season in which he recorded 120 points and received a number of OHL and Canadian Hockey League awards including the Red Tilson trophy, Wayn Gretzky 99 award and CHL player of the year.

After finishing his junior hockey career McDavid joined the edmonton Oilers for their 2015-17 season he was named to the NHL all rookie Team, and was a finalist for the Calder memorial trophy.  The following year the oilers appointed the 19 year old Conner McDavid the youngest captain in NHL history.

Stay tuned where I will share a memory of my opa cheering for the Oilers when he hated them.

[musiclove-12]

Win it For JT

[toasttt11]

livia drysdale

Livia Blake Drysdale

Number: 4

Season: forth

Position: C

Height: 5”8

Hometown: Toronto, Ontario

S/C: L

NHL: DAL

Prev Team: WIN

NHL

• Selected Third Overall by the Dallas Stars in the 2021 NHL Draft.

International

Team Canada

• 2021 U18 World Championship- Gold Medal, 7 G, 7 A, 7 GP

• 2020 World Junior Championship- Gold Medal, 11 G, 9 A, 7 GP

• 2019 U17 World Championship- Silver Medal, 6 G, 7 6, 7 GP

Third Year (2023-2024)

Dallas Stars

50 G, 60 A, 100 P, 80 GP

Signed a sixty eight million dollar contract for seven years.

Second Year (2022-2023)

Dallas Stars

40 G, 58 A, 98 P, 92 GP

Rookie Year (2021-2022)

Dallas Stars

35 G, 55 A, 90 P, 75 GP

Received the Rookie of the Year award.

Signed a Contract for 12 Million dollars for three years.

OHL

2020-2021

Windsor Spitfires

0 G, 0 A, 0 P, 0 GP

Draft Year.

2019-2020

Windsor Spitfires

50 G, 52 A, 102 P, 50 GP

2018-2019

Toronto Marlboros

45 G, 50 A, 95 P, 50 GP

Rookie of the Year.

Personal

• Born September 3, 2003

• Daughter of Gary and Tina Drysdale.

• Has two siblings Jamie and Charlie Drysdale.

[mizbabygirl]

[trin-gvf]

S.F.K - tour bus

2.2k words minors DNI

sam x fem!reader

WARNINGS: smoking weed/cigarettes, (f) losing virginity, cheating, praise

i sighed before taking a long drag of the marlboro red stuck in between your fingers. you just got done with watching greta van fleet perform in toronto. it was safe to say it was the best night of your life. you were at the front of barricade and you couldnt help but notice how many times sam had managed to eye fuck you.

you took your pink cowboy hat off so you could release the smoke from your lungs up into the night sky. you looked around after putting your glamorous cowboy hat back on and noticed you were all by yourself. you were waiting for your uber but holy fuck it was taking too long.

as you stomped your cigarette out with your shoe, you heard a soft voice come from behind you.

"excuse me?"

you furrowed your eyebrows together as you looked behind you.

oh my god..oh my GOD

sam was standing there, in the hat YOU threw to him.

"oh my god- thats- wow! thats the hat i threw you!" he walked closer to you with a smirk on his face

"i couldn't bear to take it off, i look great in it, don't i?"

you felt a blush spread onto your face in seconds.

"i very much do think so"

"whats your name?" his voice was lower than you expected.

"y/n. i'd ask for yours but i already know..so.."

after a moment of chuckles and laughs, sam got a look on his face that you couldn't quite decipher.

"i was thinking…do you want to come back to the tour bus and smoke a joint with me?"

you couldnt belive your fucking ears. was this a dream? you sure hoped not.

"yeah! I'd love to!"

he gave you another smirk and said

"right this way"

as you were on your way back, you were sure to cancel your uber, as you didnt know how long you'd be hanging out with him.

y/n: hey love, i'm going to be late, i met a friend and we're going to eat and hang out some :)

my boy💗: okay be safe love u

you typed a quick "love you" back. you didn't know why you lied to him. maybe you were scared that he would think you'd end up sleeping with the bassist you talked about oh so much.

it's fine. right? yeah, it was fine. you doubted sam would actually want to sleep with you.

"here we are," sam said, you stepped in and noticed it was awfully quiet. you figured if josh was here, it'd be utter chaos.

"it's so quiet in here," you said, almost in disbelief.

"yeah, it's just me. josh, jake and daniel usually go to the bar after shows."

ohh that made sense.

"here, you can sit right here," sam gestured to the couch. as you did, sam went to what was supposed to be the kitchen area and started to roll a joint. it was possibly the most attractive thing you've ever watched.

"you don't have someone roll them for you?"

"what do you mean?" he said, his eyebrows knitting together as he sprinkled weed into the paper.

"well..you're a big rockstar, you have millions of dollars. i'd expect you to have someone roll them for you so you can smoke immediately after a show" you spoke, your eyes darting back and forth to his face and his hands.

"nah, i like to roll them myself. it feels…rewarding almost?"

you watched him lick the edge of the paper and slowly place it down to close it.

"anndd ta-da!" he smiled as he displayed the joint between his fingers.

you gave him a small clap and told him he did a good job.

he sat down next to you and told you to get comfortable.

"here, you can take your shoes off, they seem uncomfortable." you brought your leg up to take them off but he did the honor himself. after taking your shoes off, he grabbed a lighter out of his pocket.

"want the first hit? my treat."

"oh, sam, are you sure? you're the one who put on a show-"

"my. treat." his voice was lower and in a more serious tone.

"fine, fine!" you grabbed the joint from his hand, your fingers barely touching.

holy shit…were you seriously about to smoke a joint with samuel kiszka???

you lit the tip of the joint and inhaled the smoke. you felt the smoke burn your lungs. as you exhaled and passed it to sam, you coughed, covering your mouth with the crease of your arm.

you watched sam take a much bigger hit than you did. you were impressed when he didn't cough a lung up.

"how the fuck.."

"I've been smoking for years, love"

you nodded and felt embarrassed, you should've known that with how much you love this band.

before you knew it you got handed the joint once again. you took a bigger hit this time, luckily you didn't cough nearly as much as the first time.

"so, why'd you ask me to come back with you? don't get me wrong, i love it but I'm curious"

by this time, you and sam were both faded, letting the conversation go wherever it wanted.

"when i saw you in the crowd, i knew i had to see what's up with you."

"i could tell.." you trailed off with a giggle

"what's that mean?" he made eye contact with you while questioning you, it sent a heat wave to your pussy.

"you were basically undressing me with your eyes"

"its not my fault, your hat caught my eyes and your dress makes your tits look like i want to take a fucking bite out of them, y/n. and those go go boots, make the whole outfit go together."

for the nth time tonight, you felt your face heat up.

"you poor girl, you're blushing" his voice made you feel small next to him, it was like golden honey.

you started to think to yourself

"thank god i wore a cute set under my dress"

without noticing, your faces started to get closer. he smelled so good, he smelled like miami blue perfume mixed with the smell of the weed you had just smoked.

god he was so pretty in person, especially up this close.

you watched his eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips, back up to your eyes.

his mind was turning with how many ideas he had. so many different ways to touch you and initiate something he's wanted for hours.

"what are you thinking about?"

he didn't say a word, just brought a hand up to your face and brought your lips together. your eyes fluttered close and your heart beat started to pick up its speed.

the kiss was getting heated very, very quickly. your tongues were swirling around each other, spit dripping down onto both of your chins.

you pulled away, a string of spit connecting itself to your guys' lips.

he took no time in pulling you onto his lap.

you looked down at him through hooded eyes causing him to groan.

"you look even prettier on top of me than i thought, love"

you went down to kiss him once again. who knew if you would ever be this close to THE sam kiszka.

as you made out with sam, your boyfriend ran through your mind.

was this wrong? it was sam,though…you didn't have time to think about it, you decided to kick those thoughts out of your mind.

you felt sams hands start to caress your thighs, slowly going further up everytime he brought he has close to your body.

his hands eventually got under your dress, grabbing at your ass, then coming up to your waist.

"can i take this off, angel?" he asked, pulling on the material of your dress.

you nodded and bit your lip, hoping he would like what he saw. when he finally got a view of your matching set, you felt his cock jump in his pants beneath you.

"who'd you wear this for, hm, baby?"

"you, sammy.." it was hard to speak with his eyes burning holes into your person.

"aw, did you think you'd get a chance with me?"

"a girl can dream, can't she?" you giggled mid way through your sentence. he smiled and took his time admiring the effort you put into your outfit.

"such a pretty girl, wore all this for me" his fingers trickled up your thighs once again, getting closer and closer to your pussy, which now had soaked through the pretty rose covered panties you wore tonight.

he started to rub your clothed clit, causing your body to jolt against his. you couldn't bear the feeling of it anymore, you grabbed his hand and guided it down into your panties.

"you poor girl..you made such a mess in your panties"

" 's cuz of you sammy"

he took a deep breath in and rubbed up and down your pussy, lubing his finger up with the slick your cunt had created. once he thought his finger was well slippery enough, he slowly allowed his finger to slide into you. you gasped, slowly grinding down onto his finger.

he started to wiggle his finger, rubbing the pad of it against your gspot, creating a beautiful sensation of pleasure washed over you. you looked down to see his dick print very prominent in his sweatpants.

your mouth watered at the sight of it. without thinking, you grabbed his cock out of his sweatpants. as you did so, sam was able to slip another finger in, causing you to gasp once again.

you started to pump his poor cock, it looked like it was aching for relief.

"sam- oh fuck- sam please fuck me already"

"let me take these off, princess" he pulled his fingers out of your cunt and helped you slide your panties off.

you sat back on his lap as he reached around to your bra clasp.

"can i take this off, sweetheart?"

you hesitated for a second before nodding.

"are you okay? im not forcing you to do anything, baby"

"no! no! i do- i just- uhm…its my first time.."

sam cooed at you.

"don't worry, baby, I'll be careful with your pretty self."

you nodded and gave a quick kiss before telling him he had permission to take your bra off.

after you were fully exposed to him, you started on him. you took his shirt off, taking just a brief moment to appreciate his shirtless torso. he possibly was the most beautiful man you've ever seen.

next were his sweatpants and boxers. the energy of the room was so hot and heavy, knowing you were about to fuck your favorite rockstar.

"are you ready, love?"

you nodded as sam brought your body closer to his before sitting you down on his cock. you winced, his size stretching you out for the first time.

once the pain subdued, it all sank in. youre fucking samuel francis fucking kiszka.

"you can move sammy" you said, taking the opportunity to touch his chest. he took your hips in his hands and used it to start slow, letting you get used to everything going on.

"fuck baby, so good around my cock. so. fucking. perfect." he groaned out, timing his words with his thrusts.

"faster- fucking faster please" you couldnt help but whine for him.

you bounced around with him, moans filling up the space you were in.

"god you're so much better than i fucking thought, sam"

"yeah? i bet you touched your pretty little pussy to my pictures every night. don't you, baby?"

"fuck fuck fuck yes sam!" your moans became more of a whine.

"just a bit more baby, fuck I'm so close"

"me too, please, fuck!"

sam pulled out and let his cum paint your stomach as you fell into his chest, jerking back and forth from the orgasm. your vision went blurry for a good second before you came back down to your senses. sam was rubbing your lower back, comforting you.

"you did such a good job for me, baby"

you placed a couple kisses on his chest, before taking a deep breath.

"are you okay?"

you nodded

"i loved it."

sam soon helped you clean the cum off your stomach.

"here, let's lay in here." he guided you over to the bunk beds.

it was a small bed but if you cuddled close enough, you'd both fit. sam went first and then you. you both wrapped your arms around each other, breathing each other's scent.

tonight was something you never would have expected.

you both made small talk until samuel brought up a serious topic.

"y/n…i want you to come on tour with me.

"what- i- sam..we barely know each other-"

"i don't care, y/n. i feel like i've known you my entire life, i want you with me."

"...okay sam..I'll go on tour with you."

you both were giggling and blushy for the rest of the night, but one thing bugged, even after everyone was asleep.

how am i telling my boyfriend?