Gay Chicken

5.

Chris was convinced he was out of shape from the lack of practice over the previous winter break. In the short walk from Beta 3 to Beta 1, his heart rate sky rocketed. Despite it being cold outside, his cheeks were flushed and burning. He made a mental note to stay later after practices to hit the gym.

When Chris finally made it to his friend's dorm, he knocked on the door five times then paused and then two more times to notify it was him.

"What took so long bro," Justin asked letting Chris in.

Chris sat his book bag down by the door before making his way to Justin's fridge like he owns it. "Ah, I walked a friend back to the dorms."

"Dude, I know all your friends,"Justin pushed back his curly blond hair exposing his forehead, "Tucker and Reece are in class and Caleb is most likely somewhere fucking someone soo spill."

Chris kisses his teeth because everything Justin said was pretty true. "You know that really hot guy from the party?"

"You mean, the curly headed, mysterious dude that you made out with at the party?" Justin too made his way over to the kitchen grabbing a beer as well.

"We didn't make out. It's just a game, but he's actually cool people." Chris started rummaging through the cabinets to find a snack though he lucked out. Justin never restocks food, just beer and condoms. "So I made a new friend."

"Yeah, a boyfriend." Justin mumbled to himself low enough to bypass Chris's ears. Chris decided not to think about it any longer because his heart rate is getting out of wack again. He opted for putting the beer down and initiating the study session that he came for.
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"Ah fuck." Alex let out a breath through his teeth that were currently clenching in the bottom of his shirt. His chiseled, bronze chest was on display with a thin layer of sweat glistening the area. His fist pumped at a vigorous speed in a hurry to get himself off before he could feel guilty. The thought of the athlete being so close to him crossed his mind more times than he could count. His brain constantly reminding him of the apple-y scent coming from Chris's hair mixed with the faint smell of cologne.

Alex came with a moan caught in his throat not wanting to wallow in the pressure completely. He closed his eyes for minute to catch his breath and to beat himself up mentally. This is the second time that good looking son of a bitch has caught him by the balls.

With his shirt still tucked in his teeth, Alex tiptoed to the bathroom to clean himself up. He hurried the task when he heard his phone ring.

"Hello" Alex answered whilst finding another shirt to put on.

"You never call me anymore. I miss you."

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