*TRIGGER WARNING - POSSIBLE SEXUAL ASSAULT AND HOMOPHOBIC SLUR*
Asher
“It’s about fucking time the quarterback in you came out again. Good job, Prince.” Coach says and gives me a slap on my back.
I feel a regained sense of unity between my teammates and me, something I hadn’t felt in a long time. We hit the showers, with the others talking bullshit while we get ready. Their shitty comments didn’t even phase me today; I felt fucking invincible.
I leave the practice feeling refreshed and ready for the first time in weeks. My grades were up, and I got a booty call with my girl just now, Coach was happy with me - life is good!
“Ready?” Fallon says as I approach my truck, and I nod.
“Fuck, yeah,” I reply, taking her into my arms and kissing her. My dick starts to twitch at the feel of her body pressed up against me, and I squeeze her butt. It’s been a while since I got turned on by anything Fallon did to me.
“Hmm, I haven’t felt that in a long time.” She gushed as I broke off the kiss. Opening the passenger side door for her, my eyes fell on the pile of textbooks she was carrying.
“Ah, fuck. Sorry babe, I forgot my textbooks in my locker. Be right back,” I say, then kiss her forehead before running back into the school. Going to need those later on when I go to Liam’s place.
Today was one of those days where absolutely nothing could knock me off this high. Liam performed some sort of magic, and now most of my grades were up.
When word gets back to my father, I doubt he’ll be happy for me, but at least it will get him off my back for the time being. He’ll also stop threatening to take my tuition away, well, at least I hope so.
When I got closer to the library, I heard voices inside, but they were hushed. Weird, no one should be in here at this time of the day, especially not now when exams are over. I slow down my sprint, and when I take a peek inside, I see Liam hunched over a desk, but he wasn’t alone.
Sitting opposite him was another guy, and he was staring deep into Liam’s eyes. I feel like I’m intruding on something, so I haul ass out of there and head straight back to my truck.
“Where are your textbooks, babe?” Fallon asks, but I ignore her question and start the truck.
What the fuck was wrong with me now? Why did seeing Liam with another guy piss me off as much as it did? He’s allowed to have other friends, fuck it, the guy is gay, for crying out loud.
“Ash, is everything okay?” I hear Fallon drone on, but when I look up to answer her, I catch Liam as he leaves with the other guy in tow. They are laughing, and for the first time, I see a genuine smile on Liam’s face as he hands his cell phone over to the guy.
“I’m fine; let’s go,” I growl and floor it out of there.
Fallon is quiet for the remainder of the trip, and within 10 minutes, we arrive at my place. I knew that my mother wouldn’t be home right now, so I dragged her up to my room.
“Babe, what the fuck-” she started, but my lips were on hers before she could finish her sentence.
I kissed her hard and pushed her back onto my bed. Unbuckling my jeans, I pull them down and nudge her legs open. I bend down to kiss her again, running my hands all over her body and trailing kisses down her neck and chest. Unbuttoning her blouse, I unclasp her bra and bring her nipples to my mouth, pulling and sucking hard.
“Ash,” she moans out my name in a breathless whisper and wiggles her hips as she pulls her skirt down.
My mind goes back to Liam’s face, smiling and happy - before I could even think, I buried myself deep in Fallon.
“Ash, wait-” she starts again, but I shut her up with a kiss and flip her onto her stomach. I wrap one hand around her throat and the other around her waist before pounding into her.
Why was I feeling so fucking angry? Who Liam’s friends are and who he hangs out with shouldn’t matter to me. It’s not like I’m supposed to be his only friend, right? He was only helping me out with school shit.
“What the fuck is wrong with you!” Fallon screams out, snapping me back to reality.
This was when I realised what I had been doing - I was fucking my girlfriend without protection and basically forcing myself on her. I pull out and take a step back, disgusted at myself for what just happened. She turns around and looks at me with tears in her eyes.
“Babe, I’m-”
“I don’t know what the fuck is up with you lately, but you need to get your shit together, Ash!” Then she pulls up her skirt and rushes out of my bedroom.
I look at the spot where Fallon had just stood, sickened at what I had just done. For a split second, I became the type of person I hated; I became my fucking father and allowed anger to control me.
Turning around and punching the concrete wall, I wonder how the hell I am going to fix this with her. Could I, or did this spell the end for us? Not that I really gave a fuck about being single; I just looked better with her at my side but what I had just done was unforgivable.
“Shit!” I cry out, stopping myself from punching the wall again in case I really do some damage to my hand. I can’t fuck my body up this close to opening season.
Walking towards my bed, I sit down and hang my head in my hands. Seeing Liam smiling at that Jason Adams… did something to me. I got angry, fuck I’m still angry.
But why did it affect me like this? Why? I’m not gay! I’m not a faggot! I like girls; I like to fuck girls! So why...why is it his face in my head every time I’m with Fallon? Why do I find myself thinking about him even when I consciously don’t?
Then it hits me like a ton of bricks; what this anger gripping my heart really was - this was fucking jealousy.
Liam It’s almost 6 pm, and Asher hasn’t been to my place or called to say he wouldn’t be coming today. Should I call him? I sigh and walk over to the kitchen window to look out for him, something I had been doing all afternoon since I got home from school. A smile teases my lips when I think back to what happened this afternoon. A guy from the swim team came up and talked to me; we exchanged numbers, and guess what? He’s bi! He admitted to having a crush on me but didn’t have the courage to talk to me until he saw me sitting by myself this afternoon. The guy had the most swoon-worthy green eyes, full, kissable lips and a body to die for. Ugh, what is it about jocks that just gets me so worked up? We were meeting up for a movie on Friday night, and who knows what could happen afterwards? 6:30 pm and I decided to give up on Asher coming. It’s weird, though. Usually, he would text me if he would be even ten minutes late, but now
Asher I can’t believe I just did that. What the fuck is wrong with me? I knocked into Liam on purpose just so I could piss him off, but that fucking Jason Adams only pushed my buttons more. If he had just shut up, I wouldn’t have gotten even angrier than I am now. Fallon leads me into the guy’s locker room and pushes me against the wall. “What the fuck was that all about, Ash?!” She exclaims, watching me with a disappointing expression. “You know, the reason I fell in love with you was that you weren’t like all these other fucking jocks in this school; you were kind and hated bullying. Now you’ve turned into your fucking friends!” I look at her, not even trying to deny that I had fucked up. “Don’t you think I fucking know that?!” I say without raising my voice, but the tone of my voice made her eyes widen in surprise. “I thought that after yesterday you would be over whatever slump it is that you’re in. I thoug
Asher I knew that I shouldn’t be here. I’m probably the last person Liam wanted to see right now, but I knew the longer I stayed away, the harder it would be to ask for forgiveness. His eyes narrowed when he saw me sitting in his lounge area; it was evident that I had been waiting for him. “Your mom let me in; she had to rush to the hospital about an hour ago and said she would be late.” “What are you doing here?” He asks me, ignoring my entire sentence. I get up and walk towards him, but he takes a cautious step backwards. His reaction hit me harder than I thought it would and proved something: Liam was scared of me. I sighed and wiped a hand over my face in frustration. “I came to apologize for my behaviour today, Liam,” I say and see the surprise on his face, then his eyes narrowed in suspicion again. “What’s the point in apologizing to me when you broke my boyfriend’s nose? Nothing you can say will justify what you did to me; the humiliation, you of all people, made me feel to
Liam After seeing Asher out, I ran to my room and shut the door behind me. I’m still reeling from what just happened; Asher Prince fucking kissed me. Every other jock who has come to me to experience the urges they’ve kept locked inside made it clear that no kissing would be involved. So why… What was that?! I sink to the floor and hang my head in my hands with my fingers tracing my lips; I could still taste him and feel the warmth of his body against mine. But then the image of Jason’s face pops into my head, and guilt immediately wells up in my chest. Oh.. oh no; I cheated on him not even one day after going steady. God, he cannot find out about this. I have to tell Asher not to mention anything, but then again, I doubt he would. The shock and disgust on his face after he pulled away from me was as clear as day. I don’t even think Asher knew what he wanted. “Liam, grubs up!” my mom shouted from the kitchen, so I took a deep breath before going out to meet her. She can’t know wha
Asher “Yo, what the fuck, Prince? You let that sweet ass just dip out on you?” Dale comments as we get ready for practice. I shrug, pushing on my gear. “Shit was getting stale; maybe some new pussy will get me more motivated,” I say to a gaggle of jeers from the team. Becoming the asshole jock was an easy role to slip into lately, especially since my team saw me picking on Liam and beating up the other queer, Jason. I seemed to have gained their respect more, which is sickening if you ask me. Fuck it, and it’s only for a few more months, then I’ll be out of this fucking place. Dale moves closer and slings an arm over my shoulder. “So if we had to, you know, fuck at the bonfire, would there be any hard feelings between us?” He asks, asshole that he is, but I just flash him a grin. “Have at it, make sure she sucks your dick first, though. She’s a genius with her mouth,” I say and see his eyes widen. He didn’t expect my answer, but he clapped me on the back anyway, grinning like a f
Liam All I want to do is be left alone. Couldn’t they fucking see that? Or do they get off on my misery? Dale and his gang of closeted assholes got me as I walked to my car, clocking me one in the nose before I could even register what was happening. Walking away and jeering, they left me alone with a bleeding nose and nursing my wounded pride. The best part of all was when I got home; Asher was there pretending to care about me and see if I was hurt. Can’t these months pass by without me having to wonder if I make it out alive? Can’t I just catch a fucking break? After I clean myself up, I remove my glasses and walk toward my bed, breathing out a sigh as I sit down and try to level my anxiety. I didn’t want to cry, not like this, while I had the King of Assholes sitting in my kitchen, waiting for me to tutor him. My life fucking sucked. A knock comes from the door; it’s probably my mother coming to check on me, so I get up and walk towards the door. “Liam, are you okay?” I am a
Asher **HOMOPHOBIC SLURS** Am I gay? Am I fucking bi? I tested this theory last night by watching porn, and by the end of the night, I’ve come to this conclusion: I still don’t fucking know. The normal porn got me hard, but I found myself looking at the guy’s dick entering the chick more than the actual fucking chick. The gay porn, on the other hand, had me exploding within a few fucking pumps of my fist. Ah, fuck it. I admitted to Liam how I felt and didn’t feel any better about it either. It was a bitter pill to swallow, admitting I had these urges that I know I’m not supposed to have. It’s not that girls disgust me, but I’ve always been bored while fucking them. They keep me entertained for a little while, then as soon as the novelty wears off, my dick goes limp. Fuck, I will really need to think about this - or talk to a fucking shrink. Everything seemed to go by in a blur throughout the school day, and before I knew it, it was time to practice. We file into the locker rooms, a
Liam I’ve been pacing my floor for the last half an hour, nerves eating the last remnants of my sanity. Not only did the football team not even look my way today, but it was Friday - date night with Jason. After what’s happened with Asher, I can’t even look my own boyfriend in the face anymore. What the hell is wrong with me? The moment I get a boyfriend, I go and cheat on him. Not that it was my fault! Ah, fuck. I walk to my bed and sit down, hanging my head in my hands. Tonight will be fine, and it’s not like it’s my first date with a guy - oh, wait, yes, it is. Crap, I need to calm down. So I take a deep breath and leave my room, but just as I do, my cell phone rings. When I look at the caller ID, I see it’s Jason. “Hey,” I answer, attempting to sound okay and managing to keep the quiver from my voice. “I’m outside, babe,” he replies, causing my heart to leap at the ‘babe’ nickname. “I’ll be right out,” Locking the door behind me, I walk up to Jason’s truck with a smile on my