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Might delete this but have to get it off my chest
For context, I’m Zack (names changed, obviously), 18m, kind of tall with longish brown hair. People say I’m pretty a lot, which I don’t really love because usually they’re making fun of me (I play a pretty masculine sport). My best friend’s girlfriend used to call me a twink and always talk about how I was “going to be hot” which would annoy me, but whatever.
So I should say that I play sports at a really high level, like high enough that I can’t get into details because it’d be too risky. I played it in college when I was 17 and then joined the top team right after I turned 18, which was pretty unreal. In September I moved to my new city and moved in with this guy who used to play for the team and his wife, which is a sweet set up, not going to lie.
Anyway, a few weeks before that I started talking to this guy Oliver (19m) who’s also a rookie on my team. I played against him a bunch when we were in college, and we were actually major rivals, like I kind of hated him to be honest. To describe him, he’s basically my height (a bit less muscle though), has curly blond hair that goes halfway down his neck that he’s always styling to look as flowy as possible, blue eyes, nice jawline, and teeth that are a bit unique but in a nice way I guess. He honestly has kind of a Prince Charming thing going on but he’s got this smirk that kind of makes you want to punch him a bit if that makes sense. Just this cockiness, it used to drive me nuts because I’m pretty quiet and he’d just give it to me when we played.
So we met a few times after I found out we’d be on the same team which was fine, like, awkward I guess a bit but he’s pretty funny and we were getting along talking about training and movies and stuff like that. We were messaging a bunch but just normal stuff, like what are you working on today, stuff like that. But in September we had this prospect thing we went to that was pretty close to a college where Oliver knew some people so we ended up at this dorm party. It was kind of fun although I don’t usually drink a lot, and I was talking to this girl who was pretty hot and she was interested I think, I wasn’t really trying to hook up though. Anyway I was going to get her Insta but then Oliver suddenly showed up and started talking up how much hype I had and how high I was picked in the draft and all this stuff and I was honestly so embarrassed, he had this like smirk on his face the whole time and was like touching me as a joke showing off my muscles and stuff. His cheeks were all red from drinking and he was chewing gum and honestly he was being such an idiot. I laughed it off but went to talk to some other guys and I saw him talking to some other girls and lost track of him.
OK now is where things get more interesting, sorry for all that. After a while I was ready to go back to the hotel (I should say, the team put us both in a room together) but I couldn’t find Oliver and he wasn’t answering my calls so I just got an Uber back. When I got in I opened the door and I couldn’t believe what I saw. Sorry to be blunt or whatever, but he brought a girl back to the room and he was fucking her from behind on his bed. I’d walked in on my roommate from college with a girl before, and they’d like gone under the covers and been all awkward but this was different because he didn’t stop. I said “sorry didn’t know you were back” and he just like winked at me and flexed his bicep and kept going. She didn’t care either, maybe he’d told her I might be coming back or maybe she was just enjoying it too much, I don’t know. I rolled my eyes and was acting casual like it was normal and something I was used to because I didn’t want him to think I was some inexperienced kid I guess, so I just went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. But I didn’t close the door.
The mirror in there was facing the bed and the lamp in the corner of the bedroom was on so I could see everything happening. I couldn’t help but look. The girl was attractive, platinum blond with big tits that I could just barely see bouncing under her hair in between her arms. She looked a bit older, like 26 or 27 maybe. But I wasn’t looking at her for long. The light hit him just right, reflecting off his sweaty muscles and shading between them, and every time he thrust into her his abs would contract and his muscles would tense, and I remember his right arm, the one he flexed at me, was straight and tight as his hand grabbed her shoulder. He was giving it to her hard. His cheeks were flushed and his hair was falling around his eyes, bouncing around his face, and his lips were tightly closed. I couldn’t see his dick from that angle but I could see the outline of his butt (guys who play my sport are known for having big butts). I’ve seen a lot of naked guys before and I’d even showered with him earlier that day, but locker rooms are a totally different vibe from seeing someone like that. He started upping the pace even more, and even though I had the sink on I could hear her loud moaning and his own suppressed grunts. His mouth fell open and I could see the outline of those teeth and he was giving it to her so hard and finally he tapped her shoulder, pulled out of her, and took the condom off. She quickly flipped around and opened her mouth and he started rapidly jacking off. His body was hunched over and his teeth were clenched and he was facing the ceiling with his eyes closed and then every muscle relaxed and he finally let out a moan and unloaded in her mouth. His chest and abs were shining, they were drenched. She laughed and said something I couldn’t hear and he smiled at her and casually flopped onto his back and breathed heavy. Then he yelled “you almost done in there Zack?” like nothing weird was happening. I said “you done in there?” and he laughed. I finished brushing my teeth and tucked my dick into the waistband of my sweats, thank god they weren’t light grey.
She was gone when I came out. I made some joke about whether he had fun at the party or something like that. He jumped up (he was wearing boxers now) to grab the towel he’d left on the chair in the morning and wipe the sweat off. “You should have joined in man, she was down.” I laughed, “no way.” He said “no for real, she told me, that’s why I didn’t put anything on the door.” I joked that he was just trying to show off. He replied “oh yeah? Were you admiring the view” and then starting like thrusting and pretending to look all sexy and then he noticed I was kind of hard. I tried to play it off that like she had turned me on and I blamed him for cock-blocking me earlier but he started teasing me real bad about that and grabbed one of his trading cards we got at the event and told me if I needed to jack off before bed I could use that. I told him to shut up and got into bed and so did he, and pretty soon I heard him snoring. The room smelled like sex and I couldn’t stop thinking about the look on his face when he came. It took me at least three hours to get to sleep.
There's a lot more for me to tell, comment on this if you want more I guess haha