This was a recipe for disaster. Our win streak had come to an end in the most tragic of ways. We should have pulled out the win. We had been up the whole game only for the team to come back and tie up the game in the fourth quarter. We had the ball and maybe it was my fault but the pass was incomplete and the other team got the ball back and scored a field goal for the win.

The team was feeling down but still the party doesn't stop and they all huddled into the football house and have been drinking the sorrows away. Usually I'd go to the bar and drink in peace because I knew what I was in for being here in this house. I'd kept my distance from Justin so far tonight but I could tell he was running his mouth about me.

I'd shown up with a pretty solid plan. I'd show my face hang out with the few teammates I actually liked and then Jake was picking me up so that we could go back to mine and make each other feel better.

I wasn't the only one who needed the release. Westerly hadn't been the only team to lose their game today so fucking out our frustration seemed like a good way for Jake and I to spend our night.

But I'd had a drink and I was feeling annoyed. Each glance over at Justin made my blood boil. I was so sick of him and all the bullshit that came out of his mouth. I'd never had the balls to confront him on any of it. Mostly because it hadn't gotten too bad until I became captain and as the captain I couldn't start fights with my teammates.

Tonight was different. It felt charged with something as I made my way over to where Justin was standing with his friends. The second I was within hearing range and they caught sight of me they all quieted. That was unusual considering Justin seemed to relish in knowing that I heard him and couldn't do shit about what he said. Maybe there was something in my eyes that showed I was done laying down and taking their shit.

"Say it." I said my voice filled with anger.

"Say what?" Justin turned to me a smile on his face.

"Say it to my face Justin. Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. Don't act like I haven't heard all the shit you've said about me over the years. I want to hear you say it to my face this time." I snapped.

"You shouldn't even be captain Evan. I don't even know how you got the spot considering you make us lose all our games with your shit throwing."

The words weren't anything I hadn't heard before. I was very unbothered by his insults.

"It's cute that you want to put the blame on me when at least I know how to catch a fucking ball. Next time you want to figure out why we lost look in the mirror butter fingers." If he wanted to do this, I'd be here sending insults right back all night long.

"At least I'm not some cocksucker, it's pathetic having a homo try to tell me how to play football. Go back to dance class you fairy."

And there it was. I had always known it was me being gay that bothered him the most. I just never had the confirmation until now. All resolve in me just snapped. I'd never wanted to beat someone's ass more in my life.

I lunged forward itching to get my hands on his stupid face and beat those words right back into his mouth. I was shaking with anger but the second I moved two thick arms wrapped around me pulling me back. I struggled against the hold trying to get at Justin, who just stood there watching me be carried away with a stupid grin on his face.

"Let me go!" I yelled fighting still.

"Stop struggling."

I sank into the embrace, into his hard chest as Jake carried me out of the room and away from the chaos of my teammates. Justin's face disappeared in the crowd of people and I was happy I couldn't see his face any longer.

Even with my anger running through my veins like fire still I was thankful for Jake stepping in. I knew out of everyone he might be the only one to understand exactly how bad of an idea it would've been to actually swing at Justin. One punch and it would have imploded the whole Westerly football team. Two sides, Justin and Me, it would've been war all within one team. If anyone else had thrown a punch it would have been on me to diffuse the situation and it could be resolved but as the captain starting a fight like that would have torn the team apart and ruined our season.

We wouldn't be able to work as a team if we were all brawling constantly. And it had been Jake who stepped in and stopped it all from happening.

Jake the captain of our rival team, who could have sat back and watched the destruction instead stepped in to help. Maybe he didn't do it for Westerly. Maybe he was actually able to read me unlike everyone else. Maybe he'd taken one look at my face and understood that regardless of how angry I got, I was never able to really let myself result to violence. I thought about it, a lot. But I didn't know how I'd be able to live with the fact that I ever laid a hand on someone else. No matter how much that person deserved it.

Jake had dragged us into an empty room and once the door was shut and locked he finally let me go and stepped away from me. I was still shaking slightly with the anger and frustration racing through my body.

"You want to fight then fight, right here with me." Jake said staring at me.

His words were tempting. I wanted to let out the anger so badly. I was so tempted to listen as my body shook. I let myself think about swinging at him just to try and get my anger out but I pushed the thought down knowing I'd never actually be able to do it.

"Fight me Ev." He pushed, he voice almost pleading with me.

I just shook my head. I couldn't. I just couldn't do it.

"Fight me." He repeated and then did the one thing I hadn't really expected him to do, he dropped to his knees staring up at me with wide pleading eyes.

"Jake." I spoke for the first time my voice almost shaking.

"Do whatever you need to, I can take it." He hands went up to my waist band letting me know exactly what he was looking for me to do.

Maybe it was the adrenaline or maybe it was the image of Jake on his knees giving over control to me for the first time. I wasn't entirely sure what it was that did it but my dick went rock hard on my pants and I just let go.

"Fuck you look so hot like this." I fumbled with the button on my jeans popping it open and pushing them down to free my aching cock.

"I'm all yours Evan, all yours to do whatever you want with." His hands went to my waist rubbing soft circles into the now exposed skin.

Fuck I wanted his mouth on me so badly. I wanted to let everything out and just thrust into his mouth. I let my hand fall onto his head pushing him closer to my awaiting cock. It was heaven the second Jake's sinful lips wrapped around the tip. Jake started bobbing his head sucking at my shaft somehow knowing I needed it quick and a little messy.

I gave him a few seconds before I tightened my grip in his hair. His eyes flicked up to mine and I saw it all right there. He had meant whatever I wanted, he was handing over control happily. So I took it. I thrusted my hips forward testing it out.

I pushed forward again letting my cock thrust into his throat. Jake choked slightly at the intrusion but his hands never stopped their soothing circles on my hips. The soft touch was enough for me to know I could keep going. So I let go and started to thrust, fucking Jake's heavenly mouth. He took it all letting me get all my anger out.

Pleasure filled my gut as my dick slid in and out of his warm wet mouth. I was chasing my orgasm and as the pleasure built up I let my hips move faster.

"Taking me so good." I moaned nearing release.

I felt my orgasm right there. I was on the edge and then it halted. Even as I thrusted forward I stayed right there on the edge.

I wanted to come so badly but something was stopping me. I couldn't finish like this.

"I-I can't." I panted thrusting my hips forward again but it still wasn't enough.

Jake pulled his head back as I loosened my grip on his head.

"Shhh I got you." Jake said staring up at me with a smile.

Then those hands that had been rubbing soothing circles into my hips dug into my flesh causing pain to flare up my sides. I let out a moan at the feeling.

"I know what you need, just let me take care of you." And then his mouth was on me again, those hands gripping me tightly sending shots of pain through me.

He bobbed his head sucking at my leaking cock with everything he had. I was so close.

"Jake." I moaned.

The second his teeth brushed the underside of my cock my hips bucked forward and I was spilling down his throat. He continued to work my dick as I shuddered through my orgasm only pulling away when my hands tightened in his hair and I pulled him back.

"Feel better?" He asked standing up.

"Yeah that was-," I panted feeling blissed out from my orgasm.

"Glad to be of service." He laughed and then leaned forward connecting his lips with my own.

It felt different. This whole thing felt different than before. Even as we kissed it wasn't a fight. Jake wasn't taking my mouth like he wanted to show dominance. It was slow and almost sweet in the way his lips moved softly against my own.

This was different and I couldn't explain how.

A/n:

Surprise! It's a double update :) I wanted to treat you guys to some Friday fun with a little spicy chapter. I might do some extra uploads for fun on top of my twice a week updates because I have so much prewritten for this book and I really want to get the chapters out to you so you guys can enjoy them!

Thank you for reading!
-Cora Leigh