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It’s more than a painful urge for Beau in my hard dick. It’s in my soft heart for him, too.
I can’t help it. I lick my lips at Beau’s desire because it matches mine.
I’ve caught him, flicking his glance away from me naked in the locker room. Or when I step nude out of his shower, hoping he’ll do it again while he’s brushing his teeth. I especially love it when we sit across each other and scarf down a dozen scrambled eggs with salsa.
The way Beau looks at me feels like home.
Because I fight it, too.
I fight how I smell Beau’s pillow when he’s in the shower. I fight how I’ll use his soap, loving how we smell alike. I fight how we wear each other’s T-shirts and grey boxer briefs because his mom is sweet and throws my laundry in with his.
The truth is I practically live with Beau because I love Beau.
“If we leave the sophomores alone.” My voice gets gruff because I can’t stop staring, from his hard arousal, up to his parted lips and back down again at the temptation jutting in his shorts. “Then what am I supposed to do with this?”
I’m aching. I’m scared. I’m curious. But I can’t fight it because I’m in love. I’m tingling everywhere. I’m sweating. Heat coils tight in my spine. My dick aches raw and ready. It’s like the first time I fucked a pussy, but it’s more.
It’s Beau.
He lowers the binoculars, lowering his gaze, too, and when the tip of his tongue licks his lip at the sight of my matching erection, I know exactly what comes over me.
It’s lust. It’s love. I won’t hide it when we’re alone.
It’s the first time I reach for Beau, grabbing the back of his neck. It’s the first time he grabs me back. It’s our first kiss, which I swear lasts for hours, our tongues and lips exploring what’s been building between us. It’s our deep moans, our flesh burning with need. It’s the first time we yank our shirts off, our hands grabbing and groping for what we need. It’s our breath that can’t keep up as we rip our shorts open, shucking our boxers down just enough to free ourselves.
And it’s the first time I nuzzle my forehead to Beau’s and fist his thick cock against mine where it belongs.
We gasp together. After all the nights of jerking off solo, we do it together. We watch our cocks together. It’s beautiful, glazing my swollen tip over his, my aching shaft rubbing, pumping against his hard velvet, swelling tighter and tighter for us.
When I hear his desperate, thinning breath match mine? When I see his tempting pre-cum drip and mix with mine? When I thrust against his cock, clenched tight in my grasp with mine, I don’t last.
I shake so hard I can’t speak. I just groan, watching while I spill my thick pearly cum, spurting over his raw tip like it’s kissing mine, and my cum makes him come.
“Fuck,” he shudders. “Fuck, Colt. Fuck, baby. Yes, shoot your cum on me. Shoot it on my dick.” He groans before his fat tip squirts with force, splattering my abs before coating my fist, spilling his warm cream over our raw tips, and it makes me grunt again, granting his wish, watching our slits open and spurt even more.
Witnessing our orgasms, my desire mixing with Beau’s is everything I want, and I’m overwhelmed. I’m hopeful. I’m unguarded. “I love you,” it falls from my parted lips.
But Beau stiffens and pulls away, his hard cock still dripping with his love for me, his blue eyes soft and filling with regret. “We can’t, man. You know we can’t. Not again. Not ever. They’ll kill us if they know.”
Who are they?
Name an out openly gay or bisexual Division 1 or top NFL player on any roster. You can’t because you can have all the laws, policies, and fiction you want. It ain’t reality. Not yet.
Still, that hurt like hell. My heart shatters. I shove the tears away.
I don’t know what to do with my feelings or Beau’s rejection, though I know he’s doing it to protect me. I know he loves me, too.
So…
I stop spending the night at his house. I stop hanging out with him and the guys from the team.
I do my thing. I start fucking Ashley Porter and Maria Thompson every chance I can. Because I still like pussy though I love Beau.
We won’t survive four years at Bama together, not like this. It’ll hurt too much, so I do the one thing he’ll hate me for because I love him that much, too.
I make some calls and change my plans, our plans. I sign a scholarship deal to play for Auburn University, while Beau plays for The University of Alabama.
When you’re arch rivals, you can’t be in love.
