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muddy leotards and rugby pitchs

ﾟ:* ✶ Gibsie ✶ ﾟ:*

January 19, 2005

"I have a confession to make," I announced while running my eighth lap of thirty.

So maybe I was falling a bit behind, but come on, I was doing pretty good for not running all winter holiday.

Johnny was on his twenty-ninth lap, which was a fucking joke if you asked me. The lad had been out on injury and he was still a bleeding machine.

And he was clearly not listening to me.

"Are you listening?" I breathed heavily, "Because this is serious."

"I'm listening," Johnny muttered, "Confess away."

Still not believing he was listening I grinned and said, "I fucked your sister last night."

Johnny stopped running and he glared at me, "You what?! I swear to god, Gibs-"

"I'm kidding," I snorted, "Relax. I was just making sure you were in fact listening."

Shaking his head and continuing his lap, Johnny scoffed, "You didn't have to scare the shite out of me like that."

"Oopsie daisy," I chuckled, "What I was going to say was, I have an insane urge to kick you in the balls and break what's left down there."

"The fuck?" Johnny glared at me, now running backwards, "Why?"

"Because you're a freak of nature, Kav," I panted, "There is no goddamn way any fella in your position"—I pointed a finger at him—"with a broken dick should be able to run for this long without dropping dead." I groaned and added, "My cocks in perfect working order and it's fucking crying from exertion, Johnny! Crying! And my balls have hibernated back to their prepuberty position."

"My dicks not broken, asshole," Johnny growled, looking around to ensure no one was nearby.

"I want a picture of it," I wheezed, "So I can show Coach and pretend it's mine. He'll never make me run again."

"Keep talking about it and you won't need a picture to show Coach," He glared, "I'll cut your cock off and you can hand it to him instead."

I grimaced, "Too soon to make jokes?"

He nodded and spun back to jog forwards.

"Sorry, lad," I panted, "Its just unnatural to move with that kind of speed when you're injured."

"Do you honestly think this is easy for me?" He bit out.

He then took off running and I was left to jog after him.

When my gaze landed on the familiar blonde and brunette duo standing under the awning outside the science building, my heart rate increased.

I whistled at the blonde and she flipped her gaze to me.

"Addy, babe," I called out, "You enjoying the view?"

"I hope you don't mean yourself!" She shouted back.

"Of course I mean me. Have you seen this body?" I wiggled my eyebrows.