dolan's dirty imagines

behind the bleachers; ethan

He was the captain of the football team. The best player out there. He had to be, I guess.

Some days I would act like I would go to the practices only to see my bestfriend Brayden play.

This however, wasn't the truth.

I went there to watch him. I sat at the top of the bleachers, watching him. Sometimes he'd remove his helmet to take a quick drink. His dark and wavy hair would be wet and his forehead would be drenched in sweat. It's almost like whenever I watched him, everything moved in slow motion.

I wished for him to notice me, and I longed for his touch. All I wanted was him.

Football practice had ended and I made my way down the bleacher stairs. My car was parked in the parking lot nearest to the football field.

"Yo, wait up!" An unfamiliar voice called from behind me. I stopped and turned my body toward the voice. It was him.

"Hey, I'm Ethan. I see you here like all the time." He chuckled.

My heart fluttered as he shook my hand. He had such a strong grip and he towered over me. I looked up at him as he smiled. He held his helmet in his hand as he breathed heavily.

"Yeah, I come to watch my friend Brayden play. I'm y/n it's nice to meet you." I awkwardly laughed and smiled slightly.

Sweat dripped off of his face as we began walking side by side. My heart pounded as he aimlessly talked.

"You're really attractive." I blurted randomly. He chuckled and my face turned red. Did I seriously just say that out loud.

"I mean um-" Before I could finish, his lips crashed onto mine forcefully.

We continued to kiss as he pushed me up against the backing of the bleachers.

I tugged on his hair as I melted into the kiss. How was this all happening? Everything escalated so quickly.

But I can't complain.

He slid his hand up my small skirt as he bit my bottom lip. I moaned and palmed him through his football shorts as he placed wet kisses along my neck and shoulders.

"Fuck Ethan!" I groaned.

He smirked before kissing my lips again; our tongues wrestling for dominance.

He swiftly removed his shorts as I pulled up my skirt and pushed my underwear to the side.

Before I knew it, I was moaning his name as he thrusted into me. It took awhile to get used to his size but soon pain transformed into an overwhelming amount of pleasure.

The risk of us getting caught turned me on even more.

"Harder please Ethan!" I begged. His thrusts gradually became sloppier but fastcas he began to reach his high. I felt a knot begin to form in my stomach and I couldn't hold it in any longer.

I dug my nails into his clothed back, and released. Soon after me, he groaned and I felt him twitch inside of me before thrusting one last time and releasing.

Our foreheads pressed together as our breathing brcame one. He smirked and kissed my cheek before pulling up his shorts. I fixed my skirt and tried to maintain my hair.

"Are you coming to practice again tomorrow?" He asked, smiling.

"Of course."