A/N: This story contains sex between two men over the age of 18. It is completely fictional and written as a fantasy. I hope you enjoy!
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"So, why are you so distracted?"
Jace looked across the bed and saw Adam propped up on one elbow and staring back at him.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you had your eyes closed that whole time we were fucking. That's pretty uncharacteristic of you. Were you thinking of someone else?" Adam's deep brown eyes stared intently at him.
There was only silence in the room.
"I knew it. Who?"
Jace sighed, knowing he had been found out. "The transfer."
"Christian?" Adam laid back down now that he had his answer. "He is so fucking hot. I'd liked to be fucked by him."
Jace let out a small chuckle, "and I'd like to fuck him, but we can't always get what we want."
As they both took a breather, Jace's mind wandered and he thought back to the man in question.
It was two weeks before their senior year started and everyone knew what that meant. Coach Howard was notorious for his difficult practice regimens before the new school year. So much so that even Jace, the star forward and captain of the team, was still filled with dread at the grueling workouts that were to come. However, there was a nice positive as the coach had introduced a new player to the team.
Christian was also a senior and had just transferred from a different state. Jace knew that he had said some other stuff in his introduction, but he hadn't really been paying attention. From the moment that Jace laid eyes on Christian, his mind blanked. The man was flawless in his eyes. He had gorgeous dark hair that had been grown out a bit, but not obnoxiously long. His eyes were a light hazel and he had a jawline that made Jace drool. Not only that, but the rest of his body was near-perfection. Unlike most of the others on the soccer team, Christian was well built instead of being a twig, with well defined muscles that weren't overly large. If he hadn't known, Jace would have thought he was a football player that got lost on the field.
However, Christian's soccer skills proved that he wasn't just a gym rat. Not only had he kept up with all of the drills that the team was doing, but he even had a level of precision to show that he had put countless hours into the sport. At the end of practice, there was the ultimate test.
Jace looked around at the group and saw that many seemed haggard and ready to tap out. Even Adam, who Jace knew was trying to put in his max effort in order to make it to first string, was sweating profusely and out of breath. As they all lined up for the race of death, Jace noticed that Christian was the only other person that seemed to be unfazed. That statement was true as they embarked on the grueling three mile run that was to follow.
Jace had felt a rush of adrenaline as Christian kept up with him for the first two miles. As the rest of the pack began to fall behind, they were the only two that were on a steady pace. Jace could hear the footsteps of the other man beside him and his competitive nature began to take hold. Unfortunately for Christian, Jace was no slouch. Like everyone else, he knew that there was going to be a difficult race, but he had prepared during the summer. After all, he had a reputation to uphold.
Jace finished the run about thirty seconds faster, but was still surprised that Christian had done so well. Jace found himself staring at Christian as they tried to recover their breaths. The other man had his arms over his head, which caused his shirt to lift up and show a small trail of hair leading up to his belly button. The sweat made Christian's shirt stick to his chest and in that moment, Jace wanted nothing more than to strip that shirt off and explore the other man's body.
As the rest of the players trickled past the finish line, they let out cries of despair as they received their times. Jace and Christian were the only two that had made it in time. That meant that everyone else had to run the next day and every day after until they made the cut. It was a difficult task, as it only got harder as people became more fatigued later in the week.
Even as Jace showered and headed home for the day, he couldn't get Christian out of his mind. There was an intense feeling of desire for the other man that got him so riled up. In order to satisfy a little of his sexual frustration, he had called Adam over for some release. However, despite having another sexy, fit and wild companion under him, Jace couldn't get Christian out of his mind. Even as Adam caught on, he was still having thoughts about the new guy.
"Hey," Adam's voice broke Jace from his thoughts. He had now climbed in between Jace's legs. Jace's cock had stiffened as he thought about Christian and he hadn't noticed that Adam had begun to stroke his large cock. As Adam traced his tongue across the his member, Jace still couldn't help but imagine Christian and his hazel eyes looking up at him instead.
"Let's see if I can hold your attention this time," Adam said with a cheeky grin. Jace wasn't so sure if he could, but wasn't going to stop Adam from giving it a try.
~The Next Day~
Jace's muscles were in pain the entire practice. The workout the day before had proved to be more intense than expected and he was relieved when the call was made for the end of practice. As bad as it was, Jace was still extremely comforted by the fact that he didn't have to run the race again.
"So coach, what do you want us to do while everyone else runs?"
Coach Howard turned to look at Jace as he approached.
"I'm working on first cuts today," he said with a whisper. "I'm not sure how many will be able to pass the run today, even though I'm relaxing the time limit. However, Christian is definitely varsity material. Mind showing him around the locker room? If you do, y'all can shower and leave early. That is, unless you want to hear a lecture."
Jace have a lighthearted laugh as Coach Howard gave him a wink.
"What's going on?" A firm voice came from behind Jace. Without having to turn around, he already knew who it belonged to.
"Hey Christian," Jace said as he faced the man and put an arm around his shoulder. "We're going to the locker room and I'll give you a tour. Or do you want to run the mile again?"
"Hell no!"
Jace began to make his way back towards the locker rooms with Christian in tow. As Jace unlocked the varsity locker room, he felt a rush of excitement as the memories from the past two years rushed back towards him.
"So, as you can see," he began as he pointed to the different areas in the open space, "There are lockers on both sides, the screen and chairs for conference meetings and the bathrooms and showers are around the corner and on the other side of the wall."
Jace watched as Christian scanned the room, taking the moment to look at all the lockers and stuff.
"The reason I'm telling you this is because coach told me you're on the team. You probably shouldn't be too loud about it until first cuts are official, but congrats."
There was a satisfied smile on Christian's face and Jace could tell he was really happy. Wherever he came from, they were missing out on a great player and Jace was genuinely glad to have him as a part of their team.
"So which locker is mine?" Christian asked, his voice giddy with excitement.
"Whichever one you want that doesn't have a label already." Jace said, amused at how such a large and masculine man seemed like a kid at an amusement park.
As Jace went over to put his bag in his locker from last year, he sensed Christian following him.
"Is this one open?" Christian asked, gesturing to the locker to Jace's right.
"Yeah, you can have that one."
Jace could breath in Christian's scent as he unloaded his stuff into the locker. Glancing over, he watched the muscles along Christian's arms contract and relax as he moved. Jace could feel the awakening of his cock in his shorts as that feeling of desire began to take over his body.
"Umm," he said, slightly flustered, "I'm going to take a shower now, don't want to stink all day you know?"
He saw Christian freeze for a brief second before answering, "Yeah, I need to rinse off as well."
Jace quickly grabbed his soap and a towel before heading to the showers. Stripping off his shirt and shorts, he also put his towel on the racks near the entrance of the showering area.
Jace could feel his cock bursting at the seams of his underwear. Being in such close proximity of the hot stud that he had been drooling over for the last day wasn't helping. After tossing his underwear to the side, he made his way to the opposite wall where the line of shower heads were.
Picking one in the middle of the room, he was hoping that the quick rinse would help him calm down. However, Christian had just said that he would also be taking a shower, which meant that he would be in the room soon.
Jace tried to picture how that would go, the muscled stud coming in, stripping down and showing off his naked body. What would he look like under his uniform? Jace had seen the outlines of his pecs and abs, but he was now salivating at the thought of seeing them fully exposed. And his cock? How big was it? Cut? Uncut? The endless possibilities swirled in Jace's mind and he realized that he had only gotten hornier thinking about him.
