Short Stories

Locker Room

In the chilling corridors of Lakewood High, where the echoes of the shuffle of feet create an intense environment, the tale of Jake and Liam unfolds. Their lockers stand side by side. Jake, the star forward on the basketball team, carries himself with quiet confidence, his athletic prowess matched only by his loyal demeanor. Liam, an aspiring musician with a soul as free as the notes he plays, finds solace in the melodies he creates and the art he breathes into the existence of Lakewood High. Their initial interactions are cordial, with mere nods exchanged as they reach for textbooks or exchange small talk about upcoming exams. But beneath the surface, a spark flickers—a shared passion for the game they love and the unspoken understanding that binds them together. On the court, Jake's finesse and Liam's strategic mind form a formidable partnership, their synergy evident in the seamless rhythm of their play. As they sweat and strive, a bond forms, their laughter mingling with the squeak of sneakers and the thud of the ball against the hardwood. (After the basketball, now in the locker room.)

Liam: You played perfectly. I mean, why don't you try to play pro?

Jake: I simply can't because my mother is not only uncaring for my journey, but she can't afford transportation, hotels, or the personal coaches I need for my games.

Laim: Have you ever considered trying to get a scholarship?

Jake: That's if I can get lucky with any recruiters, especially at this time.

Liam: True I don't think you should get demotivated, though. Remember, you always have me.

Jake: Yeah, well, anyway, I have an exam for my fourth period; see you later!

Liam: See you!

Passing periods blur into each other like scenes in a movie on fast forward. The hurried shuffle of feet in the hallway, the echo of laughter and chatter bouncing off the hallways leading to the lockers. But now, amidst the clamor of the day before, there's a shift. As Liam steps into the familiar sanctuary of the locker room, the noise fades into the background, replaced by a palpable sense of closeness when greeted with a gentle.

Jake: Hello!

Liam was a little surprised but comforted, he responds.

Liam: Oh, hey! How are you doing?

Jake: I am doing quite alright, and?

Liam: Oh yeah, I'm doing... Great!

Jake: Hey, so I was thinking, since I'm having a private scrimmage with a rival team... If you're interested in coming, I could give you my phone number. It's totally up to you, though; no pressure.

Liam: Um, yeah, sure, that sounds... cool. I mean, if you're okay with it, then, yeah, I'll take your number.

As Jake gives Liam his phone number, a chilling breeze abruptly wades over them.

Liam: SHOOT! It's getting colder nowadays, huh!?

Jake: No kidding! I feel like my balls are about to freeze.

Liam: Heh, yeah.

Liam's thoughts intertwine with the sight of this individual.

Liam's thoughts: A moment of loathing, a moment of reddening, and a moment of infatuation all wrapped up orderly in a box endowed to me. Oh, father of life Oh Father of Life, why must you bear me with such an arduous predicament that leaves me glum, for I am a person of terrible pangs of conscience? Alongside my psychological pains being more preponderant than a person's essence being crushed by a thousand elephants, I admit it's rather facetious, for this situation's pathology stems from Jake, who is outspoken, generous, compassionate, witty, and coupled with an amazing personality. I don't know what I'd do without you.

Jake: Uh, Liam? Earth to Liam... You, their bud?

Liam: Huh, yeah! Sorry, this weather has me feeling different, you know.

Jakes's thoughts: Feeling different? Could this be a sign?

Jake: True, so I gave you, my digits. I guess I'll see you later.

Liam: Bye!!

Later that week, there is the scrimmage where Liam arrives at the school with Jake waiting for him.

Jake: Hey, man, how are you doing?

Liam: I'm doing pretty well, and I'm pretty excited to see your team stink ass.

Jake: (chuckles) It's not going to happen. Trust in the process; we are going to win without any difficulties.

Liam: Yeah, right. Well, anyway, I was wondering where I could go to spectate this match.

Jake: Oh, right, so you're going to want to make a right turn on the service road over there.

Liam's thoughts start to sway as he relishes the sight of Jake's pregame sweaty, curved, slim, pale body shine in his presence. He continues to indulge at this very sight to start to form a boner.

Jake: Oh, I see what you're so stoned out about. I was wondering why you didn't pay attention to what I was saying, but the pieces of the puzzle are starting to fit together.

Liam: AHH, wait, your cool with it?!!?

Jake: Why wouldn't I be? You are cognizant that I am gay, right?

Liam: Uh, yeah, sure, let's go with that.

Jake: Haha, I can't believe you didn't know! Well, anyway, maybe after this scrimmage, I'd love to meet you in the parking lot for a bit of... thinking time.

Liam: Oh my gosh, I totally would, yeah.

Liam's thoughts: I can't believe he really wants to have sex with me. Oh my god, I have to give it my all.

With sweat glistening on his very forehead and determination shown in his huge bulge, he threw the ball around his opponents. Jake stood at the center of what he had won, glistening with uncontainable joy. Liam had met up with the superstar Jake after his massive scrimmage.

Jake: You love me more, right?

Liam: I will keep your head above water till the last ounce of blood flows through my veins.

Jake: It sounds like a yes!

They both walk back to the parking lot, one who's hair is jammed with sweat while the other is holding his hand at his chest closer to his heart than anyone's ever been...

As they get to Jake's car, they look around to spot any possible onlookers. When they see no one in their sight. Liam starts this real lucid dream by throwing Jake's shorts and boxers off, lining his thick, throbbing cock. With Liam's initial apprehension, he sickishly covers his shaft, pushing his mouth to Jake's ball sack.

Jake: O-h, I didn't know you wanted me this badly...

Jake takes Liam's head pushing it up and down while whimpering in Liam's ear loudly. After 5 minutes of doing this Jake take's some lubricant out of his glove department as he simultaneously takes a condom out of the wrapper. Jake gets Liam off his dick and puts the lubricant on while putting on the condom were Jake then puts lubricant onto Liam's asshole.

Jake: Your sure you want this?

Liam: Yes of course!

Jake inserts his member into Liam when and only when does Liam moan louder than any scream ever heard by Jake. 

Liam: I feel so warm very connected you know.

Jake: I feel so great right now I feel closer to you.

They continue to have sexual intercourse till the two meet their orgasms blissfully.