the hate in the love (Supa Strikas fanfiction)

chapter 3

    contain smut here... don't read if you feel uncomfortable 

"Shakes, how are you feeling today?" ask Twisting Tiger, since Twisting Tiger, Cool Joe and Klaus is the only coming to pick up Shakes from the hospital. "I feel good, don't worry," said Shakes. "Where the other?" Shakes ask. "They already at Rasta house, Coach there too, Rasta is cooking like always, North Shaw, Blok and El Matador is swimming in the pool, Big Bo is helping Rasta, and we here to pick you up." Said, Cool Joe. "I can't wait to eat captain cooking... The grilled steak... Yummy!" said Klaus drowning in his own world. The other just laughing. "Okay then let's go back!" said Shakes. They take the cab drive to Shakes house first to drop out his belongings and then they go straight to Dancing Rasta house. When they arrived at Dancing Rasta house, the environment is pretty crazy with El Matador voice, captain and Big Bo voice and also some music, Shakes saw Coach in the house, looking busy with the strategy, typical coach. "Hey, guys!" Shakes greeted, waving his hand. "Shakes man, welcome back." Dancing Rasta greets with normal and relaxed peacefully. "Hey, Shakes!" Big Bo waving back while grilling some steak. "Oh, Shakes I'm glad you made throughout the evil place." of course El Matador and his dramatic greet. Shakes giggles look at El Matador action. "I'll be in the house with the coach," Shakes take his leaves and move into the house where he still can see his friends, sitting with Coach which is coach pretty crazy about the strategies for the upcoming match. "Hey, coach." Shakes greeted. "Shakes, how are you feeling?" Ask Coach. "Better than ever!" answer Shakes. "I hope you recover soon, and congrats for winning." said the coach happy. "No worries coach, I have to say thanks to you, because trust me for keeping me playing even I was badly injured," said Shakes smiling. "Well, no one can't tell you to sit down, you are the most stubborn one when it comes to football, well injuries and dirty tricks are normal when we are in the stress position." said the coach encouraging Shakes. Shakes nod his head, meaning he agreed. "Still then, take care of yourself or I will make sure you are not playing for another match, understand?!" said the coach, threatening Shakes. "Y-yes... I understand coach." said Shakes shaking a little bit, continuing watching the drama of his friends. After some time then, Dancing Rasta calls everyone to stop and eat after then, they pretty well enjoy the day.

Skarra house...

Skarra in his house all alone, looking out from the glass window don't know what he wants to do after all. Now he and Shakes are making a sweet little progress, they fix what they messed up, but still, they need more time. For a sudden when Skarra flashback the last night, seeing Shakes eyes, making him blushing tomato without any reason. "Why... Why the heck I'm blushing?!" Skarra mumble all by himself. Remembering Shakes silly smile made him more blushing and deep into his own world. Shakes panting while playing, his voice, his red faces when tired and all of sudden making Skarra uncomfortable, he looks down toward his crotch, he's getting a boner from... Shakes? That's ridiculous... Is he crazy or what, he tries to cool down, take a deep breath but every time he tries to cool down he always saw Shakes in his mind. "What the fuck is wrong with me?!" Skarra shout, his face gone red bright. Skarra goes into the bathroom, prepare the warm water undress himself and wears the robe, after a while, he washes himself under the warm shower, he tries again to keep himself cool, but this time Shakes image become wild in his mind. Skarra feels his cock throbbing, pain and sexually frustration is taking over him. The tip of cock dripping from air cum. Skarra touches his throbbing cock and start to masturbate while using Shakes face and action to let his sexually frustrated calm down. For another minute he can feel himself close, and now it's like he can imagine Shakes being fuck and calling his name and he came under the shower. He kind of shocked and embarrassed about what he's been thinking about Shakes. He cleans up himself quickly and goes to bed. Next morning, he knows he wake up and feel terrible.

Shakes apartment...

"Good morning Shakes." Spenza greet. Spenza is Shakes housemate and his best friend. "Good morning Spenz..." answer Shakes walking with the stick to the kitchen. "Wow dude, you look a real mess, this morning... What happen dude?" ask Spenza, realizing his friend is somehow not like how he is always looks like. Shakes almost spit his coffee but he cover with cough. "N-Nothing... I'm fine just tired, you know..." Shakes answer, he knew lying to Spenza was the worst thing ever. Spenza is addicted to know the secret behind everything, he knew how crazy Spenza can be when it about detective thing and all. "Mhm... So then have a good nape again, since coach did not really ask you to training. I'm out, I'm going to meet Fran. Goodbye Shakes, if anything happen you can call me." said Spenza walking out from the room. "Phew... Glad Spenza didn't suspicious about anything." Shakes said all alone to himself. Now the house is lonely, there only him, playing video games? Nah, he's maybe a little bored, maybe he just goes take a nap, that should help him. Shakes walk to his bedroom and lay down on the bed and looking to the ceiling. There something bothering him actually, he got some dream... A wet dream, about... Skarra? Skarra and he... Have a sex together? And Skarra is the top. "What the fuck Shakes, wake up it just a dream... That is nothing." Shakes. Said to himself in the mind, slap his face a little making him wide awake. From the boredom now he feels sleepy, he start to doze off and without realizing he in deep sleep. And when he wake up later, he in the real mess which is, he is getting boner and need some time to relax. "God damn it... How... How the fuck I got a boner from dreaming Skarra fucking me." he whisper to himself. He quickly done himself and clean up the mess and don't know what to do anymore.