Blurred Lines by J.D. Bonie

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(J.D. Bonie)


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Jake grabbed Isaac by the hips and drove him against the wall of the shower as his thick cock slid deeper into Isaac's ass. The locker room had been empty for the last fifteen minutes and Isaac Jake had not wasted a second of that time. Isaac took a deep breath and let out a low grunt of pleasure as his head and hands rested against the cool tile of the locker room showers. Jake meanwhile panted as he thrusted faster and faster into Jakes tight ass. The water poured down on him masking the sounds of their grunts and washing over his head. The sensation of the water rushing down on him and the tight muscles of Isaac's ass gripping his cock took him into a whole new level of pleasure.

Jake had been fucking Isaac for the last six weeks now and he had become quite good at it. Tonight they were celebrating another victory. Colorado Mountain State's fourth in a row. Jake himself was still sitting on the bench but he had slowly worked himself up to second string, meaning he was directly behind Isaac in the roster. He didn't let the humor pass him up, being both behind Isaac in the roster and the bedroom made him chuckle. Isaac himself had played great tonight, securing ten tackles and three sacks.

Jake bent down and bit Isaac's neck as he brought a free hand around to grip the man's enormous engorged cock. He squeezed tightly and pumped his fist up and down stroking the thick shaft as he plunged himself in and out of his ass. Isaac bit his lip and closed his eyes knowing his orgasm would be fast approaching. Jake recognized the cues and doubled his efforts stroking faster in tempo with his own thrusts. When he felt the familiar spasms of Isaac's cock in his hand it pushed him over the edge. Jake bit his lip and curled his toes as he shot a hot load of cum up Isaac's tight ass.

Jake panted as he slid out of Isaac, his cock rapidly deflating as the first few drops of cum began to dribble out of his ass. Jake moved over and began to rinse off running his fingers through his long black hair as the shower poured down on him. Isaac silently shifted over to the other shower head and began to clean himself up.

"Good game, by the way." Jake spoke.

Isaac grunted in acknowledgement and finished his shower. "See you at the party."

Their relationship really hadn't gotten any closer over the last six weeks despites Jake's best efforts. Jake knew he was head over heels for Isaac but would never get the reciprocation he desired. He did his best to not let it bother him but despite his best efforts his head was filled with the thoughts of Isaac more than half the time. The sex was good but he wanted more, the cuddling, the holding, most of all the kissing. Jake had leaned in for a kiss one time a few weeks ago and instead of meeting another pair of lips he met Isaac's hard fist. He had a bruised swollen lip for a few days, luckily football was a good enough excuse for most people when they asked what had happened.

Jake sighed and shut the water off. He reached for his towel and dried up quickly. Making his way to his locker where he had his clothes Jake did his best to keep his spirits up about his situation with Isaac. "It could be worse" he told himself, "he could be not getting laid at all". He dressed quickly, feeling somewhat relieved, before heading to the after game party.