The Left-handed Jock

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Toes flinching as they touched the chilled ceramic floor, the pipe screamed loudly as I wrapped my arms around my shaking body as the cold water kept pouring down soaking me from head to toe, then the stream thickens, warm stream rinse my aching muscles.

I hate PE.

I lean against the cool tiles as my weak legs threaten to buckle, the sensation of the steamy water calms me, taking my mind of things, many things,

My mate.

It's not that I'm not happy I found my mate, I was excited, finally hitting 18 but all my dreams and hopes vanished when I saw his face,

I'm trying to be indifferent, to act like I don't care that my mate hates my guts or that he finds pleasure seeing the little fag that is me writhing in pain on the ground, pretending like I don't know that his tongue and prick were shoved into different people every day, I know I held no power over him but hearing the girls gossiping about how my mate was a beast in their beds made my inside burn,

I was his target for three years, and the only thing he gave me was pain, but in these few weeks after my wolf recognised him as our mate I enjoyed the beating, to be held in the embrace of your mate, your skin touching his, not gentelly but I still could feel the sparks and that made the aching in my heart lighter and I know he felt it too, I know he's confused and that only made him angrier,

A shadow merched in, I catched a glimpse of a graceful dark haired guy who starts stripping, his jersey thrown to the ground before he heads towards the one of the many showers giving me a full view of his naked chest, then he took his shorts off and my lips parted as I found difficulty in breathing, my mouth automatically starts to water from the sight of my mate, My naked mate,

It's not the first time I spied on him in the showers and it's not the first time I see him naked but the scene in front of me always was a turn on, the water dripped down his hair softly, my eyes followed the drops as they slowly made their way down his back, sliding gracefully between his thights, I moaned a little and I begin to feel dizzy, he didn't seem to see me or hear me, as it was too late and all the team and students already headed home,

I want to watch his face as his hands bathed his skin lightly, my perverted mind starts imagining myself beside him, our bodies touching as we pleased each other, imagining my mouth instead of that washcloth as I roam his perfect body with my tongue, and to my horror I found myself spreading my legs and bending down touching my length, my hand wraps around it hungrily moving back and forth, my eyes fell closed over and over each time drinking evrey time they landed on his back side, I can feel my pre-cum running down my legs mixing with the hot water that didn't help with my situation,

I ran my tongue over my lips dreaming of his taking mine kissing me deeply, passionately, pushing his tongue deeper exploring my mouth, as I kissed him back pouring all my trapped emotions that'll make him forget the touches of all those whores, imagining his hands pinching and rolling around my nipples, my eyes catch his suprised ones looking at me as he stopped showering but I was so lost in the intense of the sparks flying due to our imaginary encounter that begins to take down my body as I feel my orgasm building, my mind placed his big hand around my waist pulling me closer to his pine scented body and soon my body explodes from the pleasure and loud moans burst from deep within me as I screamed his name repeatedly

"Aleksandr!"

The water erased the evidence of my escapade as I tried hard to catch my breaths, my ears heard a pained cry as I felt something warm and sticky splattered against my abdomen, my eyes immediately flown open to find my mate staring at me, my body immediately gained its composure just to melt in a puddle as my clouded mind registered what happened,

And then I found myself lying on the cold floor as he rises his left hand and a punch knocked me down,

freak!

He spat before stroming out of the shower cursing and swearing, yes I'm a freak because instead of crying like I always do when he hits me a happy giggle escaped my bruised lips, I always thought that the meeting bond was broken, or my wolf was mistaken, becsuse our mate never felt even pity toward me when all I want to do is giving him my heart without him asking, but I was wrong, his sperms is still on me.

-XOXO