oneshots (smut)

rivals (mlm) pt. 2

i haven't seen nathan since he left me after i made the biggest- but most orgasmic- mistake of my life. until now. we're both sitting in the coach's office after our game getting lectured by the coaches of both teams because naturally, we got into another fight on the court. im not taking in anything they're saying and instead just letting the the deja vu from last time we were here hit me. i keep seeing the look of satisfaction on nathan's face as he pounds into me and hearing his grunts and moans in the back of my mind.

i get snapped back to reality when nate leans over and whispers to me, "i think i prefer you bent over this desk."

i suddenly felt a warm swell in my pants that became more and more urgent by the second, straining against my sweats. flustered, i shifted to cover my sudden excitement. i look over at nate and see that stupid smug look on his face, enjoying watching me struggle. for once im grateful that our coaches love the sound of their voices so much because thankfully they don't notice all my uncomfortable shifting for the rest of the meeting.

after what felt like forever, the meeting was finally over. before leaving the room, my coach turned towards us saying, "now you two better stay in here until you work things out." and with that, both coaches left us alone in the office. that's when i stood up, not bothering to cover myself anymore, and turned to nathan, pissed.

"what the fuck nathan?! why would you say that in front of our fucking coaches? you were freaking torturing me that whole meeting! and it definitely didn't help that you were eye fucking me the whole time! can you imagine how bad that could've gone?! like seriously do you ever even use your brain? i swear half the time you use your dick to think! fuck, nathan, just be reasonable for fucking once in your sorry ass life-"

"i swear to god cam if you don't shut the fuck up-" he interjects, his gaze not wavering from my crotch.

"then what? what are you going to do, nathan?" i cut in, swallowing slowly, anticipating what might come next.

"i'll make you."

suddenly, i felt really talkative.

with that he quickly drops his sweatpants and my knees betray me at the sight of his dick as i drop to the floor in front of him, my own dick begging to break free as it strains against my sweats.

without waiting a second longer, nate rams his cock down my throat, immediately causing me to choke on it. his rough thrusts start slow and hard but quickly gain pace. tears brim my eyes as nate fucks my throat showing no mercy. i look up at him through blurry vision, my eyes begging for compassion. as much as i hate to admit it, i can't take it all.

nathan doesnt slow down at all, and instead he grips my hair tight in his hands and thrusts deeper down my throat. deep moans escape him as i gag and struggle to keep going. slowly, his movements become sloppier and more desperate, and i can tell he's getting close to his breaking point. with one final thrust he explodes into my mouth and i swallow all of him.

as i lay back, gasping for air, nathan goes down on me and begins to tease my tip with his tongue. i know im already so close and it won't take much for me to finish.

i bite my bottom lip as nate begins to stroke me lightly as he continues swirling his tongue around my tip. my dick twitches, begging for more, but nate just pulls away and turns to me with a determined look in his eyes.

"i know what you want, cameron. use your words. ask me nicely, and i might fulfill your needs."

i hate the look in his eyes right now. he loves to fuck with me, but im in no position to make demands.

"please."

nate goes right back to work forcing moans and whimpers from me. he strokes me surprisingly gently not breaking eye contact with me once, but right now gentle is the last thing i want. i stare back at him noticing the amused look on his face as if he knows what im thinking.

i feel a tightness build in me and my legs begin to shake a little, but just when im about to finish, nate stops again, and i realize he's serious about me begging.

i give him a look of pure hatred before letting my dignity and self respect get kicked to the curb.

"please. nathan, please let me cum."

before i even finish my sentence nate begins to run his hand up and down my length, his pace rapidly increasing. one of my hands runs up his back and grips his shoulder tightly while the other flies up to my mouth in an attempt to stifle my loud moans.

in a matter of seconds i finish on nate's hand and he starts to lick each finger, humming with satisfaction. i lean forward and rest my head on his shoulder. im panting hard, my shoulders heaving with each breath i take.

after a moment nathan lifts me off himself and helps me to my feet. he gets dressed quickly and hands me my own clothes saying, "we should do this again soon," before leaving the room.

the realization of what had just happened leaves me dumbfounded staring at the door.