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Shidou and Sae are getting ready in the boy's locker room for their upcoming match. Shidou opens his locker with a bit too much force, causing the locker door to slam into the cover of the locker next to it, creating a shallow dent in the surface. He rips his clothes out of his locker and slides on his shirt as well as his pants. Oh boy, was he excited for his next match. It was him against Itoshi Sae, a young man who was recognized as the best player in the team by the AFC Football League, which one could without a doubt attest to whilst seeing him in action. Many describe him as an "animal on the field chasing its prey", which is collectively agreed upon to be one of the best comparisons describing his play style. Just thinking about getting the chance to go up against Sae turns him on.
He snaps out of it and looks down to see a tent being pitched in his pants. "Shit." He says, cursing excessively under his breath, "If only he knew what he does to me. Just thinking about him gets me rock hard..." He chuckles to himself. He begins to panic, as the match is about to start soon, in 10 minutes, 10 minutes he doesn't have! He doesn't know if he should masturbate or just wait it out until the time comes. Shidou was never good at making decisions, whether it be a mundane every day thing, like deciding whether he wants chocolate ice cream or vanilla ice cream, or something that requires a little more thought, such as the predicament he's in now. Damn it. He rapidly paces back and forth in the now empty locker room, carefully weighing the pros and cons of each choice. Another thing to mention is he's horrible at time management... "Fuck it," he thinks to himself as he heads to the bathroom. The lock clicks shut as he situates himself on the toilet seat. His pants feel so tight as his mind wanders, filling with thoughts of Sae, naughty and innocent. He's far from innocent, especially considering what he's about to do.
He takes a deep breath as he pulls his pants and underwear down with one move, his erection springing out of his underwear. The color deeply contrasts with his own skin, the shaft a tad bit darker than the rest and the swollen head a deep red color. His breath hitches in his throat from the sensation of his fingers tracing over the glossy head of his erection, causing his hips to buck up into the air and drawing out a loud moan from him. He quickly slapped his hand over his mouth, remembering that he wasn't the only one in the locker room. His hand moves back to his cock, slowly rubbing circles around the head. His heart is racing, he's so fucking horny right now and desperately needs to cum. God, he wishes Sae was here so badly, watching him play with himself. He feels his erection grow even more. It's so sensitive that he can feel the air blowing around it, making him even harder, which he didn't think was possible given how hard he was already. He moves his hand lower and begins to pump his cock near the base. A substantial amount of precum begins to leak out of his slit and dribble down his shaft, which he rubs around the entirety of his shaft, as if one were applying sunscreen prior to spending a day at the beach. He gives his cock a few pumps, his fingers gliding up and down the slick shaft, frictionless. He throws his head back in pleasure as his hand keeps moving up and down, at a steady pace. His mind wanders some more as he imagines instead of his hand stroking himself, it was Sae taking him in his mouth, wrapping his tongue around his shaft and sucking it like a good boy. God, he's so close to cumming. That imagery of Sae was enough to send him over the edge. Involuntarily, he begins to buck his hips up into his hand, pretending that it was Sae he was thrusting up into. He can very vividly hear him moaning on top of him, begging for more, as his cock thrusts into his tight, pulsating hole. Shidou knew Sae was close to cumming, and he was too. He thrusts a few more times, his face contorting in pleasure, as he finally achieves orgasm. His hip motions begin to falter as small spurts of cum squirt out of his cock. He keeps thrusting slightly, riding out his intense orgasm, then he finally opens his eyes. He looks down to see his whole chest and hands covered in cum, with Sae nowhere to be found. He frowns. "Fuck, how am I going to clean all this," he whispers to himself, taking his shirt off and wiping himself down, as he had no other way to clean the mess. He looks at the clock, which reads 10:20 am, causing him to jump. He was so lost in the sauce that he completely forgot about his match with Sae! He looks down at his cum covered clothes, still processing what had just happened. He snaps back to reality. He has to find a new uniform fast. He has no time to spare, given the fact that he was supposed to be present 10 damn minutes ago. He throws the soiled clothes on and runs to his locker, pulling out a new uniform. He quickly removes the dirtied one and throws on the clean clothes, tossing the dirty ones back into his locker to deal with later. He sprints out the door. How is he ever going to explain this to the coach...