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Mitch's POV

I rushed to locker room and slammed my bag on the floor, jumped on the bench and put my hand in the air. "Oh my, my, my. I die every night with you." I was shaking my hips, singing aloud. My expensive headphones silenced every possible noise.

I was there first; my teammates were always at least 15 minutes later. I enjoyed every minute of my privacy.

"Oh my, my, my. Living for your every move". Suddenly someone's arms hugged me from behind and I felt teeth biting my neck.

"Troy? Really?! Mitch you should be more careful. That is so gay!" Beau laughed and held me tighter.

I took my headphones off and tried to push him away. "Are u insane? You are hugging me and biting my neck! Who is more gay now? Seriously – let me be!"

"Calm down Beyonce! I'm just trying to protect you. You really should listen to someone else than a queer queen. You are lucky, that no one is here yet."

I knit my brows: "OK Mr.Iknowhowtoactlikestraight tell me what I should listen to."

"Eminem?"

I was thinking about it for a while: "O...K, but I hate you – just on record."

"Sure you hate me, kitten! As much as I hate you – let me show you!" Beau didn't wait for my sassy answer, lifted me from the bench and carry me to the restroom.

He kicked the door let them opened. He closed the toilet seat, locked the door and sat comfortably down. I sat on his lap, my legs spread for him, facing his green gaze. Our lips smashed and we became a ball of moving, gripping, squeezing, pushing and pulling hands.

Makeout before match? I am here for it, bitch!

Beau's moan escaped from his mouth and I had to shut it with my tongue. We had to be silent, damn it! If they will find out? ... No way! Better don't think about that, Mitch. They will never ever realize.

Someone rushed to the room. Oh shit!

"KO how was the girl last night? Yummy?" That is Matt. He is always joking around. Especially since Kevin has a crush on the choir chick.

"Shut up bro. She is too innocent to put her name in your dirty mouth." Replied Kevin.

"I didn't say her name, did I?" smirked Matt. "God! It is so easy to tease you past weeks. That is not that much fun anymore – too easy. I am disappointed, you should be calmer, KO. Save your energy for the game."

Kevin wanted to reply, but other members of Longhorns just came. Mason, David, Robert, William, Oliver and Ben. Ten the best players of The University of Texas. The dream team. It was the middle of the season and they were close to the top of the chart already.

"Hey! What's up?" Robert greeted. "Have you seen Todrick at lunch today? He was wearing pink jeans! Pink?! My ass! That should be forbidden"

"Yeah. If you mean ToDICK, I have and I wanted to puke." Replied Dave. "Faggot!"

"Where is Mitch?" Suddenly asked Mason.

I thought I would scream. I was scared, because as you can tell, gays are not popular in basketball. In fact, I don't know any openly gay player. If they know, that they have not one, but two gays in their team, they will freak out.

"Check restrooms, he might be there", suggested Robert.

"Mitch? Are u there? We have to go!", shouted Mason.

"Yeah! Could I have a time to piss without your company MC?" I replied.

... "Have you seen Beau, Rob? You are usually coming with him." Asked Will.

"Do you miss him Willie? Sweet broad Beau?", blinked Rob.

"Shut the fuck up. You are even not that funny today.", replied Will.

"Mitch, is Beau there with you? Ha ha ha!" asked Robert playfully.

Keep calm Mitch! Breathe! "Sure thing, Rob. Do you want to join us?"

"Ha ha ha! Do you know where he is?"

My true answer would be: "under me, his hand on my dick.", but my real answer was: "I don't know, I am not his parents."

"You are right, he will come. We have to go to the gym, so catch us later, OK?"

"K!"

"And Mitch?"

"Yeah?"

"I've heard, that the jerking off isn't recommended before the game." He started to laugh and finally was gone.

I unlocked the door and we both rushed to change clothes for the match. "Fuck! That was close!" I cursed and ran to join the rest of my team.

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Scott's POV:

Let's go boys, show me what you got...

Here we go – the best of the best. I took out my notebook and focused on the players. My fingers ready to write as much valuable information as possible. I will analyze them later.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our superstaaaaars! Let me hear your scream!

Make some noise for Maaaaaasoooon! Our unstoppable center! Yay!

And let me hear you say Beeee...aaaau! Yeah! Power forward with the power of bull!"

Girls were wild. Fans cried Mason! Beau! Bulls! Bulls! Bulls! It was quite impressive, but I soon figured out that they might be much wilder.

"With his 6"1 he isn't a small forward, is he? Let's shout for K.O.!!! Yeah Kevin!

And now show me your love for our shoooooter, Mr.funnysassy – Maaaaaaaaaaaatt!"

The crowd was louder and chanted "KO KO KO knock them doooown" or "You are not ready yet for our sassy Matt"!

Suddenly all fans became quiet. What the ...?

"And now, our 5"10 tall sensation, Mr. Incredible, The Flash, The Heartbreaker, The destroyer - our captain – the one, the only – Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaassi!"

The gym exploded with screams. I thought I will be deaf after the game will end.

The small and thin boy ran to his teammates with the ease of the cheetah. He was radiating and had a face of an angel, but his eyes were full of desire for victory. He looked fragile, but you could see his muscles. He has a body of a street fighter.

A wild cat... I tell myself. A cheetah, accurate. How can someone so feminine has such respect? Interesting... I made a note. I will definitely focus on you, Grassi.

The game was quite good. Longhorns had fast lead and their rival didn't have chance to recover.

Grassi was really good. He was fast as hell and he was incredible ball handler and shooter. A real triple thread for every team.

BUT

He made also so many selfish decisions, that he was only lucky, that he basically didn't miss a shot.

I mumbled for myself: "Not in my team Grassi, you are the beast, but you need a team as strong as you, which is hard, if you occupy all space on the floor."

God! This might be quite fun.

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