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Everybody on campus knew Connor’s name, even before he started freshman year. The star wrestler from out of state had been a major catch for his college. It had beat out his other offers by lavishing him with perks: free tuition, a private apartment on campus, and additional, one-on-one instruction on any subject. Everyone was pinning their hopes on “The Silver Bullet”, as he’d been named on social media, to lead the school to its first championship in over a decade.
Conn didn’t hide being gay, and no one on the wrestling team cared. No one else on the team was gay, as far as Conn knew, but they all had gay friends and relatives. The only thing anyone on the team, or at entire the school, really cared about was WINNING. That certainly made things less embarrassing for Conn when he got hard during practice. He honestly wasn’t into any of his teammates, but he couldn’t help it. His singlet was snug around his very decent 7.5 inches. He’d had to hide his hard-on in practice and matches before, but now, everyone’s eyes were on him all the time. He tried jerking off before practice, but his nutsac would be plump again in minutes and start his cock twitching.
Conn started noticing a cute guy in the stands watching him at every practice. His hair was darker and shorter than Conn’s, and he had the build of a dancer or gymnast more than a wrestler. He always bounced in his seat while watching Conn, whether he was alone or with a group of friends who acted just as hyper as he was. Conn usually responded with a glance, or sometimes a wave. But he always went straight from practice back to the gym until late, so the contact ended there.
One time, though, around a month into the semester, the cutie from the stands made sure to catch up with Conn as he was packing his bags right after practice.
“You ate that practice,” he said, smiling and barely able to keep still.
“Thanks.”
“I’m Ben,” he said. “My friends call me Benny.”
“Hey,” Conn said. “I’m…”
“I know,” Benny said, beaming.
There was an awkward pause as Benny looked into Conn’s eyes, but Conn averted his.
“Do you like basketball?” Benny said.
“Uh, sure.”
“You should come to tomorrow night’s game,” Benny said. “I’m on the cheer squad.”
“Uh, yeah, if I have the time,” Conn said. “Gotta hit the gym if I wanna keep ahead.”
“Oh, I know, that’s why you look so great,” Benny said, locking eyes again.
Another awkward pause.
“Well… see ya soon,” Benny said. “Tomorrow or…around.”
Conn stood in thought just long enough for Benny to turn around before he left the gym, and see Conn watching.
It was clear Benny was flirting; Conn wasn’t an idiot. He just wasn’t sure he wanted to do anything about it. He still had a lot of settling in to do on campus, a lot of people to impress. Any kind of personal life could make him lose focus. He had even started jerking off several times a day, to try to clear his mind. What mattered most was the wrestling dual coming up in a few weeks with his college’s biggest rival.
But all Conn could think of that night, lying in bed, was how Benny’s ass had looked as he walked out of the gym earlier that day. Conn had tried not to stare, but that ass was just so…AH! Those shorts Benny was wearing, and the way they hugged his ass cheeks. Conn could really dig his fingers into those! It all made Conn ROCK hard, even though his cock ached from having cum three times that day already. He had to rub another one out, though, and dribbled a few droplets onto his trimmed pubes, in order to get some much-needed rest.
Conn got up at sunrise the next day to put in a few hours of running and lifting weights before lunch. It left him some spare time that evening to go to the basketball game. He still didn’t know that many people outside of wrestling. It might be fun, he thought, to focus on something else, just for a few hours. Maybe make a few new friends and show some school spirit. And, if nothing else, Benny’s ass would be there – in a uniform.
It was now Conn who was the one watching from the stands, and he couldn’t take his eyes off Benny’s slender body. Every time Benny jumped and cheered, Conn pictured him bouncing like that on his shaft. He wanted to rub his thumbs into the nipples on Benny’s smooth chest as Benny rode him, their eyes locked. Benny would moan for Conn to fuck him more, deeper, and Conn would finally get to spread those sexy ass cheeks wide. He’d push in, every inch getting him closer to balls deep, as Benny would writhe and tap his cock tip on Conn’s abs, mixing precum with sweat, and …
Conn snapped back to reality as the halftime buzzer sounded. He saw Benny waving to him from courtside, so he went down to see him.
“You came!” Benny said, and hugged Conn.
Before Conn could reply, Benny said: “I wanna show you something.”
He ran to his bag and came back with a sketch.
“I was thinking of showing this to your coach and the head of athletics ahead of the big dual,” he said.
It was a drawing of a silver bullet, being fired by our school’s logo.
“We could put it on t-shirts for fundraising and stuff,” Benny said. “The school could make tons for the wrestling program, or … anything it wants. You’re already so popular. The Silver Bullet and all.”
Conn stared at it.
“Whatdya think?” Benny said.
“It’s great,” Conn said. “I just don’t know what the school will think of the gun thing. I mean, with school shootings and all. Kinda in bad taste.”
For the first time, Benny’s smile dropped.
“I mean, maybe,” he said. “I didn’t think of that.” There was an awkward pause as he looked back at his squad. “Look, halftime’s almost over, so…” He ran off to join them, without looking back this time.
Conn didn’t stay for the rest of the game. He tried going to the gym again to clear his head, but his mind wouldn’t stop swirling. He was either thinking about what a jerk he’d been to Benny, or how much he wanted to make it up to him by fucking him senseless. But neither scenario was where his focus needed to be this early in the semester. He needed to show the school it hadn’t wasted its money on him.
When Conn got back to his room, he looked up Benny’s profile on Insta. There were pictures of him with tons of friends, partying and living his best life on vacations. Conn couldn’t believe he’d extinguished any of that joy, even for a moment.
He opened his DMs and wrote out a short note. “Hey man. Sry abt today. Im just nervous af about being the guy everyones got there eye on. Thanks for the sketch. It was really sweet.”
He hesitated before sending it. He was probably making too much out of what’d happened. It’s not like he’d broken the twink’s heart just by not saying the right thing at the right time. And this kind of drama was exactly what he wanted to avoid, and why he hadn’t wanted to see Benny again so soon.
But Conn did regret not having been more tactful, so he sent the DM. He closed his eyes for a few minutes and ended up feeling good about his decision. He could fix anything he needed to tomorrow, and get back on track with his practice. That’s where he felt his strongest and most confident – on the mat!
And just as Conn headed toward the bathroom to start his nightly routine, there was a knock on the door.
“Conn? Are you there?” the voice said. “It’s Benny.”
(to be continued)
If this gets at least 10 likes, I’ll post more of the story!
Conn didn’t hide being gay, and no one on the wrestling team cared. No one else on the team was gay, as far as Conn knew, but they all had gay friends and relatives. The only thing anyone on the team, or at entire the school, really cared about was WINNING. That certainly made things less embarrassing for Conn when he got hard during practice. He honestly wasn’t into any of his teammates, but he couldn’t help it. His singlet was snug around his very decent 7.5 inches. He’d had to hide his hard-on in practice and matches before, but now, everyone’s eyes were on him all the time. He tried jerking off before practice, but his nutsac would be plump again in minutes and start his cock twitching.
Conn started noticing a cute guy in the stands watching him at every practice. His hair was darker and shorter than Conn’s, and he had the build of a dancer or gymnast more than a wrestler. He always bounced in his seat while watching Conn, whether he was alone or with a group of friends who acted just as hyper as he was. Conn usually responded with a glance, or sometimes a wave. But he always went straight from practice back to the gym until late, so the contact ended there.
One time, though, around a month into the semester, the cutie from the stands made sure to catch up with Conn as he was packing his bags right after practice.
“You ate that practice,” he said, smiling and barely able to keep still.
“Thanks.”
“I’m Ben,” he said. “My friends call me Benny.”
“Hey,” Conn said. “I’m…”
“I know,” Benny said, beaming.
There was an awkward pause as Benny looked into Conn’s eyes, but Conn averted his.
“Do you like basketball?” Benny said.
“Uh, sure.”
“You should come to tomorrow night’s game,” Benny said. “I’m on the cheer squad.”
“Uh, yeah, if I have the time,” Conn said. “Gotta hit the gym if I wanna keep ahead.”
“Oh, I know, that’s why you look so great,” Benny said, locking eyes again.
Another awkward pause.
“Well… see ya soon,” Benny said. “Tomorrow or…around.”
Conn stood in thought just long enough for Benny to turn around before he left the gym, and see Conn watching.
It was clear Benny was flirting; Conn wasn’t an idiot. He just wasn’t sure he wanted to do anything about it. He still had a lot of settling in to do on campus, a lot of people to impress. Any kind of personal life could make him lose focus. He had even started jerking off several times a day, to try to clear his mind. What mattered most was the wrestling dual coming up in a few weeks with his college’s biggest rival.
But all Conn could think of that night, lying in bed, was how Benny’s ass had looked as he walked out of the gym earlier that day. Conn had tried not to stare, but that ass was just so…AH! Those shorts Benny was wearing, and the way they hugged his ass cheeks. Conn could really dig his fingers into those! It all made Conn ROCK hard, even though his cock ached from having cum three times that day already. He had to rub another one out, though, and dribbled a few droplets onto his trimmed pubes, in order to get some much-needed rest.
Conn got up at sunrise the next day to put in a few hours of running and lifting weights before lunch. It left him some spare time that evening to go to the basketball game. He still didn’t know that many people outside of wrestling. It might be fun, he thought, to focus on something else, just for a few hours. Maybe make a few new friends and show some school spirit. And, if nothing else, Benny’s ass would be there – in a uniform.
It was now Conn who was the one watching from the stands, and he couldn’t take his eyes off Benny’s slender body. Every time Benny jumped and cheered, Conn pictured him bouncing like that on his shaft. He wanted to rub his thumbs into the nipples on Benny’s smooth chest as Benny rode him, their eyes locked. Benny would moan for Conn to fuck him more, deeper, and Conn would finally get to spread those sexy ass cheeks wide. He’d push in, every inch getting him closer to balls deep, as Benny would writhe and tap his cock tip on Conn’s abs, mixing precum with sweat, and …
Conn snapped back to reality as the halftime buzzer sounded. He saw Benny waving to him from courtside, so he went down to see him.
“You came!” Benny said, and hugged Conn.
Before Conn could reply, Benny said: “I wanna show you something.”
He ran to his bag and came back with a sketch.
“I was thinking of showing this to your coach and the head of athletics ahead of the big dual,” he said.
It was a drawing of a silver bullet, being fired by our school’s logo.
“We could put it on t-shirts for fundraising and stuff,” Benny said. “The school could make tons for the wrestling program, or … anything it wants. You’re already so popular. The Silver Bullet and all.”
Conn stared at it.
“Whatdya think?” Benny said.
“It’s great,” Conn said. “I just don’t know what the school will think of the gun thing. I mean, with school shootings and all. Kinda in bad taste.”
For the first time, Benny’s smile dropped.
“I mean, maybe,” he said. “I didn’t think of that.” There was an awkward pause as he looked back at his squad. “Look, halftime’s almost over, so…” He ran off to join them, without looking back this time.
Conn didn’t stay for the rest of the game. He tried going to the gym again to clear his head, but his mind wouldn’t stop swirling. He was either thinking about what a jerk he’d been to Benny, or how much he wanted to make it up to him by fucking him senseless. But neither scenario was where his focus needed to be this early in the semester. He needed to show the school it hadn’t wasted its money on him.
When Conn got back to his room, he looked up Benny’s profile on Insta. There were pictures of him with tons of friends, partying and living his best life on vacations. Conn couldn’t believe he’d extinguished any of that joy, even for a moment.
He opened his DMs and wrote out a short note. “Hey man. Sry abt today. Im just nervous af about being the guy everyones got there eye on. Thanks for the sketch. It was really sweet.”
He hesitated before sending it. He was probably making too much out of what’d happened. It’s not like he’d broken the twink’s heart just by not saying the right thing at the right time. And this kind of drama was exactly what he wanted to avoid, and why he hadn’t wanted to see Benny again so soon.
But Conn did regret not having been more tactful, so he sent the DM. He closed his eyes for a few minutes and ended up feeling good about his decision. He could fix anything he needed to tomorrow, and get back on track with his practice. That’s where he felt his strongest and most confident – on the mat!
And just as Conn headed toward the bathroom to start his nightly routine, there was a knock on the door.
“Conn? Are you there?” the voice said. “It’s Benny.”
(to be continued)
If this gets at least 10 likes, I’ll post more of the story!