44 Mindless Behavior & OMG Girlz Mini Fan Fictions

#35 Royce (boyxboy)

Warning: This is a boyxboy fan fiction based on Princeton & Roc Royal. If you are not into these types of stories, feel free not to read but I still think you should. I'm not too into them myself tbh. I just thought I would spike the interest of a few other readers.

Nothing too graphic!

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I laid all of the towels out and placed a water bottle on top of each one as I placed them in a row on the bench. I took a bottle of water myself as I watch our school's football team practice. I was quite watching the team. I was more so watching my boyfriend Chresanto.

He was a daredevil, practicing on the field shirtless. No helmet. No protective gear. Nothing. But from the sight I was seeing, I didn't mind at all.

His beautiful, caramel biceps covered in swear glistened in the late September sunlight. His muscle flexed with every movement he made. I stared at him in awe. I was so lucky to have him.

'Beeeeeeeep' coach blew his whistle throwing me out of my beloved gaze.

"That's it for today boys. Practice is over." Coach said. "Good job. See you guys tomorrow."

All of the team members came running to me as I handed them each a towel and a water bottle.

"Thank you Jacob."

"Thank you."

"Thanks Jake."

All the team members thanked me. Lastly, Chresanto walked up to me. Smiling to myself, I handed him his towel and water bottle.

"Here you go." I said as I looked up. His brown eyes stared right into mines. I couldn't help but melt on the inside.

"Thanks." He said simply to me.

"Aye Chres. C'mon man!" Ronny, our football team's linebacker shouted at Chresanto. "It's time to hit the showers."

"Alright man. Here I come." He shouted back at him.

Chresanto turned to me one last time and nodded before walking off. I watched him as he disappeared farther and farther out of the field.

To everyone else, Chresanto is this tough, star quarterback stud with tons of girls. To me, he was much more than that. Nobody knew him like I did. Girls throw themselves at him all the time but what they don't know is that they don't stand a chance. Afterall, he's into me.

We're together, but nobody but us knows about it. If everyone found out that he had a 'boyfriend' his reputation would be ruined. People would clown not only him, but me as well. That's why we keep our relationship on the low around others.

I grabbed the cooler and wheeled it out of the football field and made my way into the boy's locker room. I swear, this is a gay boy's heaven. Hot guys showering and walking around with towels on, I could barely contain myself. I made my way through them trying not to stare so hard.

Chresanto hated when I did that. He said it himself.

I can't help it when there's so much eye candy around.

I walked over to my desk as I grabbed a towel and a liquid solution. The boys dropped their helmets off one by one as I began shinning them, listening in on their conversation.

"So Chres. I heard you smash ole girl." Timothy said as he dried himself off.

"Who?" Chresanto questioned.

"You know. That cheerleader Chrissy." Ronny said reminding him.

Chresanto smiled widely at the rememberance of the one night stand from a few days ago.