Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Not-So-Straight Guy Sex ❯ Tough Times ( Chapter 5 )

Warning: This chapter contains explicit sexual content of a homosexual nature.

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Chapter 5: Tough Times

The first meet for the swim team was at home and Kellen was extremely thankful. He was terribly nervous even though he knew he was in the best condition of his life and swimming at the top of his form. But he would be competing against athletes who had been swimming at the college level for years. Some of them were Olympic-caliber swimmers, so he was grateful for the meager comfort of home field advantage. Being on familiar turf relieved some of his worry. And it also meant that Zach could watch him swim. His game always stepped up a notch or two when Zach was watching him. Kellen liked doing well in front of him.

There were not that many spectators in the stands, so he had no trouble spotting Zach sitting with Eileen halfway up the tiers. He gave them a quick wave as he tucked his hair up under his swim cap and tightened the strap. Even from a distance, Zach looked adorable and Kellen smiled.

Nina appeared at his elbow. “You have friends in the stands?”

“Yeah. Zach's here.”

Nina scanned the seats. “Oh, I see him. Who's that with him?”

“Eileen Johnson. She's a friend Zach met at the GLBTC.”

“I thought she looked familiar. I've probably seen her at parties.”

Kellen chuckled. “She likes athletes, so watch yourself.”

Nina grinned. “You think she'd hit on me? Maybe I should try a chick. I haven't been having much success with men.”

“As long as you're honest,” Kellen said. “It's not nice when straight people lead gays on.”

“I wouldn't do that,” Nina replied. “I've been led on enough myself; I wouldn't want to make someone else feel that way.”

“Ok, everybody!” Coach Thompson shouted. “Gather round!” The athletes crowded close as the coach started his pep talk. “It's the first meet of the season, but that's no reason not to come out strong! These guys are tough. We had trouble with them last season and I don't expect that to have changed. They've got most of their team back from last year, so we need to be on our game. I've pushed you hard and now I want to see you put it all together. Are you ready?”

“YEAH!” The shout echoed from everyone's throat and fists were thrust up into the air.

“Good!” Coach Thompson clapped his hands. “Let's go get `em!”

The team quickly organized itself as the swimmers for the first race stepped up to the blocks. Kellen's nervousness began to turn to excitement. He glanced up into the stands again and made eye contact with Zach. Zach gave him a thumb's up and Kellen grinned back. Zach's confidence made him confident. He looked down as the starter called the swimmers up onto the blocks. He was looking forward to his turn to swim.

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“Good lord, Zach!” Eileen exclaimed. “You didn't tell me Kellen was that hot!”

“Yes, I did,” Zach chuckled.

“You did not say he was a fucking Greek god! Look at him!”

“I am.” Zach's chuckle turned to a throaty laugh. “Why do you think I can't keep my hands off of him?”

“Damn! A guy like that can have a girl questioning her preferences.” Eileen shook her head with a laugh. “But some of those girls are pretty hot, too. That one talking to Kellen is giving me all kinds of naughty thoughts. Do you know her?”

“I don't know anyone on the swim team,” Zach said.

Eileen nudged him. “Find out who she is, please? Maybe I'll luck out and she'll at least be bi. Or a lug.”

“A what?”

“You don't know the term? It means `lesbian until graduation'. A lot of straight girls go that route to avoid getting hit on by guys all through college.”

“You're kidding!” Zach stared.

“Nah, it's pretty common, especially with really pretty girls who are serious about their studies.”

“Have you dated someone like that?”

“Just once, but she didn't want to get too kinky so I never asked her out again.” Eileen grinned. “I like that wild monkey love!”

Zach laughed. “Me, too!”

An announcer called the first race and the swimmers stepped up onto the blocks. Zach leaned forward even though Kellen was not in the first race. He had been a fan of swimming before falling for Kellen and he always got into the competition. As the whistle blew and the swimmers plunged into the water, he shouted encouragement for the home team.

“What race is Kellen in?” Eileen asked loudly over the cheers.

“The 200 meter butterfly. That's his best race. I think he's in a couple of the relays, too.”

“The butterfly? No wonder his shoulders are so sculpted.” Eileen continued to scan the swimmers appreciatively. “Oh, wow! Look at her!”

“Eileen!” Zach exclaimed with a grin. “We're here to watch the meet, not scope out potential sex partners.”

“Maybe you are.”

Zach shook his head as he applauded the end of the first race. Their swimmers had come in second and fifth; not the best start, but respectable against a difficult opponent. As the first swimmers climbed out of the pool, the second group stepped up to the blocks.

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When the meet was over, Zach and Eileen filed out of the swim center with the rest of the spectators. Zach stopped out front. “I'm going to wait for Kellen. Do you want to come over for dinner?”

“Aren't you guys going to have sex when you get home?” Eileen asked with a leer. “I don't want to get in the way.”

“You won't,” Zach laughed. “Kellen's always ravenous after he's been swimming.”

“But I bet he'll want sex after that!”

Zach laughed again. “Probably. But you're welcome to come over anyway.”

“Nah.” Eileen shook her head. “It's not fair to just spring me on Kellen unannounced. I'll come over one day next week, like Tuesday. Tuesday's always a slow sex day.”

“Is there such a thing?”

Eileen sighed dramatically. “There is when you're not dating anyone.”

It was half-an-hour before Kellen finally appeared, his gym bag slung over one shoulder. “Sorry that took so long,” he apologized. “Coach wanted to do the post mortem while the meet was still fresh in everyone's mind.” He nodded at Eileen. “Hey, Eileen.”

“Hey, Kellen. You looked really good.”

“Thanks. I wish I could have done better than third place, though.” He sighed. “I think I need to work harder.”

“You already work really hard,” Zach said seriously and then bit his tongue. He saw so little of Kellen as it was, but he did not want the handsome athlete to think that he should settle for third place. “I mean, if you keep training the way you are, you'll keep getting better. I could really see the difference since high school.”

“You think so?” Kellen seemed slightly encouraged, but then he sighed again. “Well, Coach wants more out of us, so I'll probably be spending more time at the gym and the pool anyway. I just hope I don't end up failing out of school.”

“I won't let that happen,” Zach said. He wanted to take Kellen's hand, but there were still a lot of people around. “Let's go. You look kind of tired.”

“I am, a little.” Kellen turned to Eileen. “Are you coming over for dinner?”

“Ah, not today,” Eileen replied with a slight start. “I'll be over next Tuesday.”

“Ok. I'll try not to stay too late at the gym that day.”

“Great! See you next week, then.” Eileen waved as she trotted away, but she was already scoping out the female swimmers who were still filing out of the locker room.

Zach studied Kellen's face. He could see that Kellen was disappointed by his performance. “I think you did really well today,” Zach said in a cheerful tone as they started for home. “I mean, it was your first college meet and you came in third against a really tough school. That's pretty good for a freshman.”

“I guess.”

“Don't be so down on yourself!” Zach gave Kellen's arm a quick squeeze. “Was Coach Thompson disappointed?”

“No, not really,” Kellen sighed. “But I was hoping to impress him.”

“You impressed me,” Zach said earnestly. “Don't you realize you matched your PR?”

Kellen blinked in surprise. “You're right! I hadn't thought about that at all!”

“See?” Zach bumped Kellen's arm with his shoulder. “You did good. Now cheer up. Think about how I'll reward you for once again looking better in a Speedo than any human being has a right to.”

Kellen chuckled. “Will that be before or after dinner?”

“Depends. Are you going to strip for me?”

Kellen glanced at Zach out of the corner of his eye and touched his tongue to his upper lip. “If you take your pants off first,” he replied in a silky purr. “I want to see how you respond to me.”

Zach groaned. “You know how I respond when you strip in front of me!”

“And you can't touch yourself while I'm stripping. I want to touch it first.”

Zach dropped his head. “You really like torturing me, don't you?”

“You get really hard when I make you wait for it. I like it like that.”

“You're a complete slut.”

“Only for you.”

When they got home, Zach undressed completely and sat obediently on the couch with his hands tucked under his thighs. He was already hard and Kellen had done nothing except take off his shoes and socks. Zach had to make an effort to keep his mouth from hanging open. Kellen really got into it when he stripped for Zach and he always made a show of it. Today was certainly no exception as he stood in the middle of the living room in front of Zach and stared seductively into his eyes. Slowly, he unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down, revealing a hint of his boxers. He slipped his hand inside and rubbed slowly up and down, rolling his head back with a faint sigh of pleasure.

Zach swallowed.

Kellen pushed his jeans partway down his hips, but did not remove them. Instead, he crossed his arms and hooked his fingers into the hem of his t-shirt, lifting it slightly to reveal his ripped abs.

Zach started to pant.

Kellen pulled the t-shirt off over his head very slowly, giving Zach plenty of time to stare in helpless arousal at the smooth, hard planes of his chest and his rosy nipples, already peaked and hard. Zach licked his lips. He could already taste those nipples. His cock started leaking and he had to dig his fingers into the couch to keep his hands where they were.

Kellen dropped his t-shirt and slid his hand slowly across his chest, pausing to tease his own nipple with his fingertips. Zach groaned. Then Kellen slid his hand down his abdomen and into his pants again, drawing Zach's attention to the fact that his cock was erect inside his boxers.

“Oh, god!” Zach whispered.

Kellen pushed his jeans down and stepped out of them. Zach gave up trying to keep his mouth closed and stared in open-mouthed admiration at Kellen's long, firm thighs. He had caressed and licked those thighs a thousand times and they still turned him on. Kellen turned around and slid his boxers down, revealing his perfectly shaped buttocks to Zach's hungry eyes. Zach suspected he was drooling, but he did not dare move a hand to wipe his mouth. He doubted the hand would make it all the way to his chin if he freed it. And then Kellen bent over to push his boxers down to his ankles and Zach thought he would come right then and there.

“You're killing me, Kellen,” Zach rasped.

Kellen stepped out of his boxers and looked over his shoulder with a smoldering grin. “I'm glad you're enjoying the show.”

“Enjoying…” Zach groaned. “My cock is going to explode!”

“Well, we can't have that, can we?” Kellen turned around and knelt down in front of him. “I'll just take the edge off,” he said and leaned over Zach's dripping, quivering cock.

The sight of Kellen, completely naked, going down on his cock was too much for Zach. The instant Kellen's mouth touched him, he came. “Ah!”

When he finished, Kellen rolled over onto his knees and presented his bottom to Zach. “Now, if I remember right, you said something about rewarding me for my efforts today.”

Zach scrambled off the couch and grabbed Kellen's ass, pushing the cheeks apart eagerly so he could jam his tongue into Kellen's hole.

Kellen gasped and dropped onto one elbow. “Yes! Do it to me! I love it!”

Zach rimmed him urgently, pushing his face into Kellen's butt so he could get his tongue in as far as possible and Kellen writhed and moaned in response. Zach licked for as long as possible, but his cock was already demanding his attention. Finally, unable to stand it anymore, he yanked his tongue out and rammed his once again leaking cock into Kellen's ass with a single hard thrust.

Kellen screamed with pleasure. “Fuck me, Zach! Fuck me hard!”

Zach gripped Kellen's hips so hard he knew he was leaving bruises, but he could not help himself. The only thing he could think about was ramming his cock as deep into Kellen's ass as he could get it. He pounded his hips against Kellen's butt, vaguely aware of the sound of Kellen's cock slapping against his belly. He kept thrusting until Kellen howled with joy, his body vibrating with orgasm. Zach came immediately in response, his orgasm a long, sweet moment of shuddering ecstasy.

When it was over, he caressed Kellen's buttocks. “Now that I've fed your lust, would you like me to feed your appetite?”

“Yes, please,” Kellen gasped. He shifted forward, pulling himself off Zach's cock, and sank to the floor. “I think I'll just pass out here for a minute. That was really good.”

Zach chuckled as he reached for his boxers. “You're welcome.”

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They settled into a routine of sorts over the next few weeks and made the best of the time they got to spend together, but Kellen's schedule was brutal. With meets every weekend and practice late every day except Friday, he needed his evenings to get his homework done, which left very little time for sex. Zach did not pressure him and helped Kellen with his homework as much as he would allow. He made all their meals, did the laundry and took care of the housework so Kellen could focus on school and swimming. But he missed the intimacy. And the weekends when Kellen was away were just miserable. Zach spent most of the time in the computer lab on campus because being in the empty apartment made him crazy.

But hanging out in the computer lab had its drawbacks, too. It seemed like every time he went there, Cole would turn up. He started to suspect that Cole was watching for him from the GLBTC office.

“Hey, Zach! I was looking for you.”

“Hi, Cole. What's up?” Zach did not bother to stop typing. He had learned that Cole would talk his ear off whether he stopped what he was doing or not, so Zach had decided it was more efficient to just keep working.

“I was wondering if you had time to do something for the Center.”

“Depends on what it is.”

“The guy who used to Photoshop our posters quit recently and I need to have a poster done up. We're having another mixer and I want to come up with something creative to drum up some excitement. What do you think? Could you do something like that?” Cole smiled brightly at him.

Zach sighed. “How soon would you need it?”

“Next Wednesday. That gives me time to get them printed before the weekend. The party's the weekend after that and I want to put the posters up about a week ahead of time.” Cole's smile widened. “Sound ok?”

“Yeah, sure.” Zach saved his file and turned toward Cole. “Do you have any idea what you want?”

Cole nodded. “I have a couple of ideas. Do you think your boyfriend could spare you for a couple of hours tomorrow? I have a few rough sketches you could look over.”

“Kellen's at a meet,” Zach said stiffly. Cole never called Kellen by name and Zach did not like the emphasis Cole always put on “your boyfriend”. “He won't be back until tomorrow night.”

“Oh, well that's perfect, then!” Cole exclaimed. “Why don't you come to my house? I have all the posters we've done in the past, plus my sketches for the new one. I'm sure we could come up with something great working together.” Cole put a hand on Zach's knee and squeezed slightly. “Come by around lunch time and I'll feed you, too. I bet you wouldn't mind getting pampered every once and a while.”

Zach frowned slightly but Cole did not seem to notice. He turned back toward his monitor and Cole's hand slid off his knee. “I'll be over about noon.”

“Great! See you then.”

Zach did not watch Cole leave. He could imagine what Kellen would say if he had witnessed Cole's behavior. He's hitting on you, dammit! Tell the asshole you're taken! For a moment, Zach could not focus on his monitor. A wave of frustration made his hands clench. “Dammit!” he muttered under his breath. “This sucks! I need Kellen!” Angrily, he made sure to save all of his files to his working folder on the school's mainframe and logged out. As he walked home, he pulled his phone from his pocket and hit the speed dial for Kellen's number. It rang four times before Kellen answered.

“Hi, Zach! What's up?”

“I just wanted to hear your voice,” Zach said. “How'd the meet go?”

“Great! I won my race and we won the meet!”

“That's fantastic!”

“Yeah, totally! The coach is taking us out for pizza, so I've only got a minute.”

“Oh, I won't keep you then…” but Zach was interrupted by the sound of a girl's voice shouting in the background on Kellen's phone.

“Kellen! Time to go!”

“I'll be right there!” Kellen's voice sounded momentarily muffled, like he had turned away from the phone. “I've gotta go, Zach. I'll call you later if it's not too late, ok?”

“Sure. Bye.” Zach disconnected with a sigh. He shoved the phone back into his pocket and continued trudging slowly toward home. “Maybe falling in love with an athlete was a mistake.” But even as he said it, he knew he did not mean it. Kellen's dedication to his sport was part of what made him who he was and Zach loved the whole person, not just the athlete. “This is how it's going to be for now,” he told himself resignedly. “I've just got to get used to it, that's all.”