Friends - Lovers, Virtues - Vices

Morning came quicker than expected, the digital alarm clock displaying 5:00, the sound of the radio mixing with the chirping of birds which was floating into the room through the opened window. A pretty chilly summer morning it was, Jake thought as he slowly and lazily got out of Shane’s bed – who was still fast asleep.

The semen, by now dry, was sticking to his inner thighs, some more in liquid state flowing out of his hole.

“Shit!” he whispered out into the room. They had done it again yesterday, so late they had just fallen asleep like this, without showering or bothering to dress up. Now he had the mess… And the pain which was shooting lightly through his body. Shane had overdone it. But it wasn’t as if he himself had NOT wanted him to do so… To go down hard on him, to fuck his brains out.

He grabbed his black bathrobe and ran to the showers quickly, grabbing two rolls and some jam on his way back, meeting Toby, one of their players, a tall and handsome young man with short and rough auburn hair and astounding brown eyes, in the shared kitchen space.

It was 5:15 when he closed the door. Shane was awake.
“Good morning, sunshine.” he said, grinning at Jake. “Aw, that’s very sweet of you to bring me breakfast.”

Jake smiled, sitting down on the bed next to his lover.
“You forgot the coffee.” Shane then said, sitting up and grabbing a roll. “Get some, will ya.”

“Sure,” was Jake’s reply. “Be right back then!”

“Good boy.” Shane grinned, taking a big bite of the sweetish food.

Jake ran back to the kitchen fast and was grateful somebody else had already started the coffee machine. He poured the hot and dark liquid into two solid cups, adding sugar and milk. He knew this was the way Shane liked it, tasting it quickly before running back to their room.

It was 5:20.
Leaning down towards Shane, handing him over his cup, he kissed him lightly on his lips, whispering a sweet “Good morning,” again, then grabbing his share of the breakfast.

“We need to hurry,” Jake said after he swallowed his last bite. The watch displayed 5:30. “We’re meeting in 30 minutes.”

“Jake, that’s fucking –half- an hour… And the track is like 5 minutes from here?” Shane grumbled back adding a “Relax…”

“Yeah, you are probably right.” Jake mused, looking at the plain ceiling.

“Most of the times.” Shane sighed.

- -

“Oh man, whom you’ve been screwing last night, Jake?” Michael’s loud voice bellowed, slicing the peaceful morning silence, making the other eight assembled men turn their heads towards the approaching captain with the vice in tow.

“How about a ‘good morning’ first, surfer boy?” the addressed replied calmly, grinning at his team mate. Michael was a huge pack of muscles, with blonde hair and, so would some females probably describe them, mesmerizing blue eyes. The tanned skin made him a perfect surfer stereotype, even though he vowed he had never even laid eyes upon a real surfboard.

“Ugh, that’s a big hickey, he’s right!” Niles joined in staring at the said taint at Jake’s neck.

Fuck. He had –really- completely forgotten about that and now it was becoming the topic of the day… Shane should really take more care about biting and scratching and all the other – great – things he could do to Jake’s body…!

“Well, some things are meant to remain mysteries…,” he simply answered, joining the others in the stretching exercises.

“Shane, c’mon, tell us, where did our captain go last night?” Michael continued teasing.

The red-haired just gave him a slightly menacing look and then, very coolly, replied: “I guess nobody knows…”

“Don’t be such a drag!” Michael shot back.

“She must have been hot, right Jake? Was it the blonde one from last semester’s party? What class does she do? Oh, yeah! Studies biology or something like that.” Tom threw in, awaiting a reply from the captain.
Jake sighed.

“No, it was NOT the blonde one who was hitting on me incessantly on the semester-party.” he said, continuing his stretching.

“Um, yeah! Then it was Nicky! The way she always looks at you, I’m pretty certain she’s wiiiild in bed!” Tom laughed.

“Yeah, the ones who act real innocent are the real whores in bed, I can tell ya.” Michael rejoined the conversation, stretching his arms.

“You had them all, didn’t you…,” Niles sighed sarcastically, brushing his curly light brown hair out of his face.

“You know, some things are meant to remain mysteries…,” Michael imitated Jake, grinning at him.

“OK, will you two shut up? Yeah, she was a real whore in bed, riding me and stuff, If you are so eager to know…,” Jake started saying. It was too late. They wouldn’t have let this go anyways. “And you should have seen her do so. Some amazing moves indeed!”

“She from your faculty?” Niles asked almost lazily.

“I don’t think you really need to know in detail who I fuck…”, Jake as well lazily replied.

“Hm, the appearance of your fuck list would probably lead to extreme girl-fights…” Tom mused and made (almost) everybody laugh.

“Yeah, on the other hand”, Jake started saying, a grin forming on his face. “A good girl fight in dirty mud… That would be interesting.”

“Oh, yessss!” it came from the rest of the guys, followed by laughter and nodding. Shane said nothing.

“Guys, sorry, we’re late!” a deep voice shouted.

“Ryan, Bruce. Glad you decided to join us. Five minutes late,” Jake said looking sternly at the two boys. “That’s five extra rounds for you.”
Bruce sighed.

“Charming as always!” it came from Ryan.

“OK, twenty rounds. Everybody ready?” Jake commanded.

“Yes, Sir!” Michael replied.

And then they set off, running as a team as the sun was rising higher and the campus in the back started to wake up, started being filled with noises and movements of the approaching day.

After ten rounds Shane started falling behind the rest. One metre, then two metres and finally a not countable distance.

Jake told the others to keep their pace, while he slowed down, letting Shane catch up with him.

“Dude, what the hell is wrong with you, you’ve fallen –behind-, in case you don’t realise!” he almost spat out, running next to Shane.

“Behind my ass, Jake! It’s just not my day today, OK?” Shane aggressively replied.

“Stop swearing at me, will ya? Yesterday was not your day, today’s not your day, what the fuck are you, a woman on period or what?!”
Shane swallowed.

“Now pull yourself together, we need to catch up with the others.”
With these words Jake increased his speed, wanting to fulfil the set goal. Shane grit his teeth and did the same.
Unmerciful captain.
Great.

- -

They had no chance in catching up with the rest. While Bruce and Ryan were running their five extras at high speed, Jake and Shane were just finishing their twentieth round. In fact Jake had to run slower today, Shane just couldn’t make it. For whatever reason.

Relieved the red-haired wanted to leave the track, his last footsteps leading him to the changing rooms, but Jake grabbed his arm and pulled him onwards, starting another round.

“What the hell?!” Shane screamed.

“Five extra for you as well! For falling behind!” Jake explained. “And consider yourself lucky I am running them with you, so you don’t get too lonely.”

Shane did not say a word during those long rounds. Bruce and Ryan had long left when the two of them entered the changing rooms, undressing quickly and getting under the shower.

They were alone.

Jake was shampooing his long hair when two strong hands twisted him around in a wild manner and pushed his back against the cold and wet tiles.
“Shane!” he hissed out staring into the green eyes of his furious lover.
“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Oh, some things are meant to remain mysteries, right? Oh, but yeah. How could I forget, THIS is no mystery.” with his last words he pressed his lips brutally onto Jake’s, demanding entrance harshly, sucking at the captain’s tongue.

“B-But…,” the latter managed to breathe out when they paused the kiss. “We… We’re in the common showers!” he whispered, shocked.

Shane was looking at him with a huge dominant grin spread across his face.
“We… We don’t do it in public places!” Jake continued whispering slightly panicked.

“We’re not gonna do it, Jake.” He coolly replied. “-You- are gonna do it.”
Confusion swept over the black-haired’s face.

“You’re gonna suck me off…” Shane calmly explained, pressing Jake’s limp body down, making him kneel on the wet floor, the water around them still running, steam making the sight misty. His fingers deeply entangled in Jake’s dripping hair, the shampoo wholly washed off.

With his other hand he grabbed his own, by now hard cock, rubbing it at Jake’s lips.

In Jake’s face there was still confusion. And shock.
“What are you,” Shane whispered condescendingly. “A woman on period or something?”

Then he pushed his cock into Jake’s mouth, hand digging deeper into his lover’s black hair. Obediently Jake started bobbing his head, sucking at the huge organ as quickly as he could.

Yes, they were all long gone. But what if somebody had to talk with him? He was the captain! All important issues were discussed with him!

“Yeah, just like that, you slut…” Shane moaned, starting to thrust his hips, to thrust his huge cock deeper into Jake’s moist mouth, who was swallowing the whole thing. The precum tasted bitterly and was coating his tongue.
He sucked harder.

“Yeah, like that…” Shane moaned out again, his grip on his lover’s hair tightening, hurting him. Jake moaned out in pain. The hum and the subsequent slight vibrations around his dick sent Shane over the edge.

He shot his hot liquid right into Jake’s mouth, making sure his captain would swallow every single fucking drop. The black-haired coughed, as his lover let go of him, stepping back into the stream, washing the deed’s remains off his perfect skin.

When Jake rose to his feet, Shane was already drying himself off.
Without a comment Jake quickly washed himself and got into the changing room.
Shane had waited for him and was completely dressed now. He watched his lover put on clothes.

“You know Jake,” he then said, making the latter look at him. “The ones who act real innocent are the real whores in bed, that’s kinda true when it come to you.”

Jake bit his lip, ignoring his still unsatisfied own arousal. Sucking Shane off, hearing him moan, that was just IT for him, that was amazing. He just couln’t do anything against it. Even if he wanted, just like now, just like minutes ago under the shower…
Shane’s grin faded.

“I’m not done with you yet.” he then said in a low voice, turning around, leaving Jake behind.