“Alright Irwin, this is it. Don’t let your stupid little petty rivalry with Hemmings, ruin our chance to the championship.” Ashton’s coached practically screamed in his face. Ashton glared but kept his cool. “Don’t worry I’ve got this.” But the truth is he was so terribly nervous. This was it, the game determining who was going to the Rose Bowl. Stanford against Cal, swore enemies since, well forever. Ashton himself was especially nervous because though he would never ever admit, he was attracted to Stanford’s quarterback, Luke Hemming. I mean how could anyone not be? Luke was perfect and Ashton just wished they weren’t ‘rivals’.
Luke and Ashton went to middle and high school together and that when the compition started. Trying to beat each other onto sports teams and all that shit. When it came time for collage, as if their rivalry was meant to last, Ashton got accepted into Cal, Luke got accepted intoStanford.
“Alright team let’s go!” Ashton sighed, putting on his helmet and lining up to run out on the field, waiting for the crowds roar to ring into his ears. When he ran out =, he saw the Stanford team already getting ready and “Oh my God, why does he look so good” ran through Ashton’s mind as he saw him going over plays with his coach. The buzzer rang and he and his teammates got ready to play the game of their lives.
(alrighty awkward time skip)
There were ten seconds left in the fourth quarter, Cal was in possession, the score was 42-45, and they were ten yards for the touchdown zone. Ashton had the pressure all on him; of course he was running back. The whistle blew and the ball was thrown, everything moved in slow motion, expect for Ashton of course. He had a game to win! He received the ball and ran dodging anyone who dare get in the way. As soon as both of his feet were in the goal, the buzzer rang signifying that the game was over and the touchdown counted. The crowed screamed and Ashton was to dumbstruck to do anything, he actually did it, he beat Stanford! He turned to find a very angry Luke whispering in his ear, “I’ll get you back.” He stocked off and Ashton gaped. Had that just happened?
Later in the locker room, after the celebration the entire team had, Ashton was left alone in to his thought. After a big win, the boy was always last to leave sometimes not leaving until morning, he just wanted to soak it all in. After about twelve minutes of being alone, he heard the door swing open, thinking that it was just a mate who forgot something.
The next thing Ashton knew, he was being spun around and pressed against the locker with a frumpled looking Luke, pinning him. “Wh-what are you doing here? Y-y-you can’t be here,” Ashton bantered on trying not to look at Luke’s lips right now. Luke smirked, loving the power he had over Ashton, he would do anything. “I told you, that I would get you back,” Luke whispered sexually in the boy’s ear. Ashton let out a soft moan, and it was over from there.
Luke pressed his lips to Ashton’s suddenly, taking him by surprise. But the brunette wasn’t protesting, hell this is what he’s wanted for a while now. It was right then when they both knew. “Take off your clothes,” Luke muttered while dropping his remaining clothes to the floor. Ashton stripped, as soon as possible. When they were finally ready, Ashton thighs were wrapped around Luke, as for the blond, he positioned himself at Ashton’s entrance. “Oh God Luke” Ashton dropped his head back when Luke thrust in, hitting his prostate right away. Luke pounded as hard as he could, biting his lip and taking a look at what was happening in front of him. Ashton sweaty and hard not to mention very close at Luke’s mercy. The blonde could sense that Ash was near the edge, so it used it to his advantage and pulled out and thrust right back in. Since they were alone, Ashton had no problem screaming out as he came and Luke came inside him.
Once they were all cleaned up, they walked out and after giving Ashton his number he whispered something in the shorter boy’s ear. Ashton looked surprised and walked away, planning what to say to Luke over the phone. For Ashton still went to Cal, Luke still went to Stanford; they would always be enemies to the public.
Ashton went to his car, Luke’s words ringing in his ears, “Paybacks a bitch.”
