Jason shook his head. “Not really. It’s a personal matter. I’m still mad but……….the will to win is stronger than my anger.”
Coach smiled as nodded. “Good. Cause I HATE losing.”
A moment later coach left, walking down the hallway before entering his office and closing the door. Turning back to the weight room Jason closed the door behind him as he flicked on the lights, illuminating the various weights and training machines. He knew he didn’t have to worry about other players bothering him in here. They had been grumbling and complaining the entire practice about how they’d rather be asleep, so he had no doubt that they were all going to rush back to their beds and fall back asleep. Picking a machine Jason lay himself along the bench-press after making sure his standard 95LBS weights were in place. Gripping the stainless steel bar Jason lifted the bar off its lip and began to pump it up and down a few times before frowning and putting the bar back on its ledge.
Sitting up Jason turned to examine the weights. Something was off, they felt……to light. Normally at 95LBS his muscles didn’t strain but still managed to get a good workout. Yet when he'd lifted the bar he’d found that it felt oddly light; as though the weights were about 20 LBS lighter. Frowning to himself found that the weights were in need correct, rolling his eyes Jason knelt down next to the press, before adding a bit more weight to the bar before testing it; this felt better, at 140LBS the weights felt better. Laying back down on the press Jason went to work, lifting and pumping the bar until his sweat trickled down his arms and shoulders. He liked working out, it was relaxing to him. It allowed him to focus his mind and work through his emotions.
That night…..when he’d walked out of the restaurant he’d come here. He’s worked every machine and weight until he was exhausted. Sighing to himself Jason paused. He understood why Alex hadn’t told him about being gay sooner. Setting the bar back on its ledge Jason laid on the press, the wheels in his head turning. As much as it pained him to say; he understood why Alex had done it, why Alex had hidden the fact he was gay from Jason. For years Jason had acted like most jocks did he talked loud, chased girls, and bragged loudly about all the girls he’d slept with. It was no wonder Alex had never said anything. The fear that Jason would disapprove must have been almost numbing to Alex. Jason bit his lip as he tried to imagine the internal struggle that his little brother would have gone through. He sighed, slowly sitting up before running his hands over his head.
He felt bad, really bad; about as bad as he’d ever felt before. How much pain had he put Alex through? His shoulder slumped slightly; he’d make it up to Alex somehow. Somehow he’d take back all the pain and hurt he’d caused his little brother. Jason growled balling his hands into fists; he set to work, pulling, twisting, pushing, working every muscle in his body until his skin was drenched in sweat and shook with fatigue. He liked this feeling, it was comforting to him; it made him feel more in control. Yet he found that as with the bench press every weight in the room felt off, as though someone had swapped out the dense steel weights for something lighter. Each time he went to lift a weight he found it to simply be so light and he’d have to add more to it so it felt better. Pausing for a moment Jason wiped his forehead; behind him someone spoke. “Feeling the burn?”
Jason smiled and turned finding that Harmony had entered the room and was smiling at him. Jason shrugged. “Yeah. Feels good.”
It was true; he felt better now that his muscles ached slightly. Harmony grinned at him and stepped forward before gripping his hand and pulling him from the machine he was at. “Come on big boy; we’ve got a few more muscles to work out.”
Jason grinned as Harmony pulled him towards the showers.
LATER
Jason panted as he buried his nose against Harmony’s neck. All around him cold water trickled down his skin making him press against the warm body he was pinning to the wall. In front of him Harmony panted, her eyes closed while her mouth hung open slightly as she tried to recover from her 6th orgasm in a half hour. Her hands dug at his skin, holding him against her. “You……..like……a machine.”
Jason smiled, running his tongue against the side of her neck making her groan. “Slow and steady wins the race.”
Harmony chuckled. “Cept you don't go slow.”
Jason shrugged. “Would you rather I go slowly?”
As he spoke he shifted, slowly pulling his hips back, withdrawing his organ from her body before pushing forward and back into her. In response she shuddered her grip on his shoulders becoming tighter and tighter. Her head tilted back exposing her neck, which Jason gently bit and nibbled. “How…..can…..you still…….”
Her words were disjointed, broke apart by moans and gasps as Jason moved, slowly pumping in and out of her; making the echoes of pleasure that still raced through his body a little louder. She bit her lip. She was getting distracted. She was supposed to be finding out what was causing his bad attitude not…..but her thoughts became fuzzy as Jason's hands moved to her breasts, squeezing and massaging them as he continued to pump in and out of her at that agonizingly slow pace. She clung to him a bit tighter as she let out a low moan. She tried to focus, to regain control of the situation; she gripped the back of his head, forcing their lips together in a ragged kiss.
Yet she broke the kiss all too soon, as his head against snapped back against the wall. She could feel her body tightening; as another orgasm rippled through his body. It wasn't as intense as the last couple ones, but it was still enough to make her toes curl. He shook and shuddered as the pleasure lapped at her body making her skin feel hot while cold water clung to her skin. As the orgasm ended she shifted. Her hands coming to rest against Jason's chest and plastron. “Jason….”
Slowly he stopped, coming in to nuzzle her neck. He knew she was at her limit; every breath made her body shake and quiver, while her eyes struggled to remain open. “Ok.”
Slowly he withdrew from her, his own body shuddering as cold water ran down his sensitive organ. He shifted, allowing her to lean against his chest as he slowly led her over to a small bench and sat her down so she could regain her strength while he shut off the water and grabbed towels for them. He set to work, slowly toweling her skin off, allowing her to take over once she was able to move her arms. Drying his own skin he spoke. “How did you know I’d be in the weight room?”
Harmony shrugged. “When you didn’t leave with the other jocks I figured you were still inside. So I just went looking for you.”
Jason smiled, hanging the towel around his neck before speaking. “Did you need me for something particular or were you just looking to screw?”
Harmony smirked at him a little. “A bit of both. I was wondering if maybe later this week you’d like to…celebrate your recent win by….having dinner with me?”
Jason looked at her. “As in…..a date?”
Harmony shook her head. “No. just dinner.”
Jason looked at her for a moment before responding. “Ok.”
Harmony smiled at him. “Hey you should bring your brother along. Hell, have him bring his boyfriend.”
Internally Anna smirked a little. She’d already figured out that Jason's younger brother was the source of his bad mood. Now she just had to hone in on exactly what was the cause. She watched as Jason thought for several moments before responding. “If we do a ‘double date’ it’ll have to wait. My brother and his boyfriend are out of town for a while. Something about a death in the boyfriend’s family. Maybe when they get back?”
She nodded. “Ok. But…….in the mean time could WE go out?”
Jason smiled at her. “We can try. I’ll call you later tonight and let you know when would be a good time.”
Harmony smiled at him. “Ok.”
He watched as she left the shower and began pulling her clothes on. “Aren’t…….aren’t you going to stay?”
He wasn't sure why he’d stuttered, or why his heart felt funny as she turned to smile at him. “I can't. I’ve got to go meet some frien
ds in a few minutes. I just wanted to come and see you for a bit.”
Jason frowned a bit, unsure why her words made him feel slightly sad. “Oh…….ok. Have fun.”
She smiled and nodded. “I will. You too big boy.”
A moment later she was gone, offering him a small wave as the door closed behind her, leaving Jason alone in the shower. Sighing to himself Jason did his best to ignore the odd hollow feeling in his chest as he began to pull on his clothes; but he paused as he caught sight of himself in the mirror, frowning as his eyes roved over his biceps…….had they gotten…….bigger? Moving closer to the mirror Jason examined his body finding that several muscles were bigger than he expected them to be. Shaking his head he began to get dressed again. Perhaps eating healthier was helping him, yes that must be it. Pulling his shirt over his head Jason grabbed his phone and had been about to shove it in his pocket when it began to vibrate and ring. Flicking it open h smiled as he found it was Anthony. “Hey Anthony.”
“Hi Jason. So it looks like I’ll be done with work at about……….7-ish. Did you still wanna maybe………hang out tonight?”
Jason grinned. “For sure. I know a great restaurant. Is it ok if I swing by at around 8 and pick you up?”
Anthony chuckled. “It’s a date.”
Jason raised an eyebrow as a second later Anthony began to stutter. “No, I mean….it’s not………..we’re not…….”
Jason laughed, breaking Anthony’s chain of thought. “Relax egghead. I know what you meant. Have a good day, I’ll see you tonight. Bye.”
“Bye.”
Hanging up the phone Jason rolled his eyes as he put his phone in his pocket. In the back of his mind he could not help but find it……..cute when Anthony stuttered and became nervous. It was fun to watch him try to explain himself. Pulling open the door to the locker-room Jason moved down the hallway and out into the parking lot. He had to admit he was honestly looking forward to seeing Anthony again. Something about the purple flecked turtle put him at ease. It made him feel like he could talk about anything and Anthony wouldn’t judge him or think less of him.
Turning his jeep on Jason left the parking lot and made his way back to Casey’s apartment before dropping himself onto his bed. It felt good to lay here on the mattress and relax. He still had 3 hours until Anthony would be off work; and another hour after that before he had to go and meet him. What could he do with that free time? Groaning he turned, reaching for the vitamins and water he kept by his bed. Popping the pill in his mouth Jason swallowed it with a mouthful of water before closing his eyes.
LATER
Slowly he began to stir, his eyes opening to find the source of what had woke him up. Blinking several times he found his phone was going off next to him. Reaching for the device Jason opening it and spoke, rubbing his forehead as he did so. “Hello?”
A moment later Anthony’s voice responded. “Hey Jason. Um………this is kind of embarrassing but……could you come pick me up at my office? My car won’t seem to start.”
Rubbing his eyes Jason nodded, more to himself than anyone else. “Yeah……sure………..just give me a minute to get dressed.”
On the other end of the line Anthony paused for several seconds longer then he’d meant to before responding. “O……ok. I’ll just…….be right here.”
Hanging up the phone Anthony bit his lip as he tried and failed to prevent the image of a naked and asleep Jason from appearing in his mind. Shaking his head Anthony sat back in his chair and closed his eyes. This needed to stop; he needed to stop having these little………fantasies about Jason. Not only were they inappropriate but they had no chance of becoming reality. Rubbing his forehead Anthony sighed. He supposed they were natural; Jason was cute, strong and certainly attractive. It was only natural that Anthony felt desire towards him. It was only natural that he wanted to kiss…….and touch…….and…… shaking his head he did his best to rid himself of those thoughts. “No…..no. gets a hold of yourself Anthony. You’re not in college anymore.”
He needed something to distract himself with. Rifling through the drawers in his desk Anthony found the perfect thing, an old text book he kept around to look up obscure illnesses in. Busying himself with the book Anthony did his best to focus on the illnesses in the book and not his thoughts about Jason. It worked pretty well, managing to keep his attention until there was a soft knock at his door. “Anthony? Are you ready to go?”
Closing the book Anthony responded. “Y…yes. Just a moment.”
Putting the book back Anthony’s moved across the office and pulled open the door to find……against his will he groaned as Jason's scent washed over him; that odd musky pungent smell that made his bite his lip as he inhaled lungfuls of it. “H…hey Jason.”
Jason smiled at him. “Hello Anthony.”
Following Jason down the hallway Anthony smiled at April who smiled back at him from behind the receptionist desk. “Goodnight April.”
“Goodnight Anthony.”
Leaving the office Anthony climbed into Jason's jeep and buckled his seatbelt while Jason turned on the engine. “So what’s wrong with your car?”
Anthony sighed and shrugged. “Who knows? I’ll see if I can have a tow truck bring it to a repair station, tomorrow.”
Across from Jason smiled weakly at him. “I’m sorry. Car troubles suck.”
Anthony nodded. “Yeah they do.”
They rest of the drive passed pleasantly enough; Jason mostly talked about practice while Anthony listened, commenting when appropriate. As they pulled into Anthony’s drive way he spoke. “Just give me a few minutes to shower and get dressed and then we can go for dinner. Ok?”
Jason shrugged and followed Anthony into the house, dropping himself onto the couch while Anthony moved up the stairs and into his bedroom. Closing the door behind him Anthony stripped off his clothes as he headed for the bathroom before turning on the hot water and stepping inside the shower. He groaned as the warm water rushed past his skin washing away the stresses of the day. But he didn’t have time to enjoy the hot water; Jason was waiting for him downstairs. He busied himself with the soap, rubbing it into his skin until it lathered before washing it away with the water. He started with his head, then neck, shoulders, chest…… but his calm vanished as a sound made him look up from rubbing the soap into his stomach. He strained his ears trying to find the source of the sound; it had sounded like……a door opening.
Unconsciously he shifted his heart rate jumping slightly as it occurred to Anthony that Jason might be the source of the noise. Anthony shook his head and tried to go back to rubbing the soap into his skin. It was probably just rah, using the bathroom………or………but Anthony’s mind broke off as a faint creaking sound met his ears. Again he shifted, his stomach doing a slight flip as the thought occurred to him that Jason…….might be spying on him. Nervously he peeking out from behind the shower curtain; the door to the bathroom was still closed; exactly the way he’d left it. He shook his head and tried to get back to washing. It had been an absurd thought, Jason wouldn’t spy on him; not only was Jason not gay but even if……..he’d shown no interest in Anthony. Anthony bit his lip and stopped rubbing the soap into his arms. Gently he leaned against the shower wall, resting his forehead against cool plastic tiles.
He tried to force the thoughts of Jason out of his head. Tried to banish them from his mind all together. Yet try as he might……he groaned as he imagine Jason there, with him…… he felt his heartbeat speed up a little as the image of Jason pressed against him, his body pinning Anthony’s to the wall while his hands…….. Anthony groaned. He knew the thoughts were wrong, that he shouldn’t be having them. Yet he couldn’t stop them now. He imagines Jason's breath on the back of his neck, it made him pant despite that fact that Jason wasn't really there. He groaned as Jason's hand moved, slowly circling his hips before……he gasped, biting his lip as his organ slipped free from his body. God just how pent up was he?
He shuddered as he
felt his own fingers wrap around his organ…..he’d come this far, might as well…..finish. his whimpered and groaned as he began to move his hand, slowly pumping his organ while his mind went wild. Jason was there in the shower with him; pinning his body against the wall while his hand worked. Anthony bit his lip, it felt so good. Against his will his churred and moaned as pleasure lashed at his body. How long had it been since he’d done this? 2 months, 4 months….longer? he bit his lip gasping as his hips began to move on their own humping into his hand, while he imagined it was Jason's. Oh god it felt so good, he imagine Jason was kissing his skin, his lips sending jolts of pleasure through his body despite not actually being there. His head tilted sideways, allowing imaginary Jason access to his neck, shuddering as Jason's breath flitted across his skin.
All at once his body tightened, the air from his lungs escaped in a loud moan while his head tilted back. He clamped his eyes shut; desperately wishing Jason was there with him at that moment. He stayed like this for a moment long, allowing the warm water to run down his skin for several moments before shutting the water off and getting out of the shower. He busied himself with getting dressed, pulling on pants and then a nicer purple shirt with a dragon design on it. Taking a deep breath Anthony did his best to forget what he’d just done as he scurried down the stairs and into the living room to find Jason flipping through the channels on the TV. “Ready?”
Jason nodded and turned off the TV before leading Anthony outside and to his jeep. Starting the engine Jason smiled pleasantly at Anthony who avoided his gaze slightly, making Jason frown. “Hey….you ok?”
Anthony shrugged. “It’s been a long day.”
Jason nodded and smiled again. “Well let’s see if I can help you forget the troubles of the day.”
Anthony smiled at Jason. “Ok.”
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