Justin walked into the locker room and stripped of. His muscular body was shiny with sweat after a gruelling workout. Stuffing his ripe gym kit in his gym bag, he then realised he was not alone. Trent Jeffries walked into the locker room naked. Like Justin, he had a beautiful muscular frame.
Justin scoffed in contempt. Both boys were on the University football team together, but there was bad blood between them. They argued often and hated each other's guts. As Trent walked to his locker, he shoved Justin hard into one of the lockers.
'Fucking idiot,' said Trent.
'What the hell man!' shouted Justin 'what was that for?'
'For being an arrogant fuck boy,' sneered Trent.
Immediately, Justin slammed his locker door and shoved Trent hard onto the floor. Trent recovered quickly and charged Justin, knocking him on the floor. The boys tumbled and hit each other, their sweaty bodies gliding over each other as they wrestled on the floor. This went on for a while longer, until neither boy had any more energy.
They both sat together on the floor against the lockers, their chests heaving.
'Fuck you,' said Justin breathlessly.
Trent punched Justin's arm, weakly, to tired for a proper retort. They rested for a while longer, but Trent then noticed something.
'What the fuck bro, you came all over me!' exclaimed Trent looking at the thick ropes of cum on his body.
Justin then realized that he was covered to.
'Fuck of dude, it was you,' said Justin 'fucking pervert, your cock is rock hard.'
'So is yours!' said Trent exasperated.
Sure, enough both their cocks were rock hard. The heads of their cocks were both shiny and slick with cum. Precum oozed from their slits. It had been both of them. They looked at each other foolishly. Neither boy had felt the orgasm in the excitement of the fight.
'It... Uh.. It must've been the sweat,' stammered Justin 'it made our bodies all slick.'
Yeah.... right, it was just the sweaty skin against our cocks,' said Trent, completely humiliated.
They sat in silence not sure what to do next.
Justin and Trent were only ever rude to each other. So, their eventual next move was to do exactly that.
'I'm covered in cum and sweat thanks to you, fucking idiot,' said Justin.
'How the hell is it my fault?' asked Trent.
'You shoved me like a little bitch, and started our fight,' replied Justin.
'Fuck you Justin. You probably shot your load first, fucking pathetic,' retorted Trent.
Justin scooted towards Trent, his face only inches away from Trent's.
'Don't you call my stamina into question,' said Justin sternly 'there's no way I shot first.'
'Yeah right. I bet when you're having a wank you don't even last a minute,' replied Trent.
'Fuck you Trent. You want to talk smack? Lets prove who the alpha is,' said Justin 'let's frot with each other right now, and see who shoots first.'
'No way dude, I don't want you rubbing your ripe cock against me again,' said Trent.