Crushing
Hard
by
Jimmy
Max sits ideally staring out at the Bartlet wrestling
match, he’s not taken his hazel eyes off of a certain wrestler and drools a bit
when he bends down to tie his shoe.
Max told his brother that he was here to support Jayden.
He told Jayden that he was here to support him.
But in reality…
Max fingers his erection in his speedos, they are still
wet from the pool. He had to rush to get here. Max’s hair is going every which
way, and his shirt is on backwards but he is here, and so is Logan.
Logan stands up, putting his hands on hips as Jayden
comes over as he nods at something his new coach has told him. Jayden smiles
shyly, and when Logan puts a hand on Jayden’s shoulder and gives a reassuring squeeze
Max grits his jaw as a flash of venom pours into him.
How he wishes that Logan was looking at him like that,
touch his shoulder, and…
“Mind if I sit here?”
A female voice cuts through his daydreams, and his
imagination as he turns blinking up at the blonde bombshell standing before
him. She’s wearing a tight red dress, her puckered lips have the faintest hint
of crimson and the blinking of her blue eyes catches Max slightly off guard as
he moves closer to the end of the bleachers, the metal frame into his right
shoulder.
Still standing, Ashley waits for Max to answer her.
“Ummm….okay,” Max stammers and she shifts and sits right
next to him and smiles at his messy hair and gently tucks a lock that had
fallen into his eyes behind one ear.
“You got here before Chase did, Jayden’s your friend
right?”
Max sighs in relief and absentmindedly runs a hair
through his still damp head, feeling the chlorine that he missed in getting
out.
“Yeah…I was…saving him a seat,” Max lies, as he bites his
bottom lip.
“I’ll bet,” Ashley says knowingly, and leans slightly
uneccessarily further into Max’s shoulder as she swings her hand bag into his
chest saying “Hold this, please.”
Max’s breath is stolen as she fishes inside and pulls out
a small bottle after scouring the contents from within, the clinking and the
clacking of objects ruffling together.
“There it is!”
Ashley pulls off one heel saying “You wouldn’t mind would
you?”
“Huh?” Max asks distractedly trying to look past her,
Logan has just started fixing the straps on his singlet and his right nipple
now pokes out as Logan did not quite put it back in.
“Didn’t think so,” Ashley finishes as she places her foot
right on top of Max’s lap. The sculpted toenail polish seems perfect, and her
warm foot rests right up against his painful erection and Max gulps blinking
hard at Ashley.
“I need a little touch-up.”
Ashley takes out the brush and starts slowly painting her
big nail, leaning over so that her head is right next to Max, their foreheads
touch and her heel digs into Max’s bulge from this angle crushing his tight
scrotum against the metal seat.
Max lets out a gasp, and Ashley’s lips smile a bit.
“I’ve had to give this warning before” Ashely states, her
heel making her point clear as Max’s nuts flatten and her eyes lock onto Max’s.
“Logan is mine, and you better stop this little game of following him around
like a long lost puppy. You wouldn’t want to get fixed.”
Max tries to hold back a moan, and grips the edges of the
bleachers hard, his knuckles turning white as ghosts and he nods at her point.
“Now…go home and take a nice cold shower. And if any of
the swimmers on your little team think that their tiny little flag poles are
coming anywhere close to putting their flag down I will put that fantasy firmly
to rest. Got it, Max?”
She
knows my name. How?
“I…was just….gonna…”
Ashley twists her heel and silences him as she stands up,
her toes now curling around his nuts, and pinning them in place. She isn’t squeezing
them as she puts her heel down and tucks her light, delicate foot back inside.
Once her toes reach the bottom she slides it right up to kiss Max’s scrotum.
Cheerfully Ashley grins down at Max, “Nice seeing you…little
boy.”
In a flash she’s gone, and Max cups his balls, his amber
eyes blinking down at his crushed bulge before he looks back up.
Logan’s singlet strap has been fixed, and Ashley is at
his side kissing him on the cheek. Her bright red lipstick leaves a smear on
his stubbly cheek and he smiles at her and its then that Max’s dreams are as
crushed as genitals. The look of love in Logan’s eyes as he stares into Ashely’s
destroys his very soul.
He’s out of the gym, leaning heavily against the building
and blinking back tears as the image of Ashley standing on tip toes to kiss
Logan is seared into his memory.
He hits calls Rex on his phone, and starts walking home.
The limp, and his sore nuts are nothing compared to what just happened to his
heart.
“Max?” Rex is still in the
locker room, he hears the showers. The guy’s laughter
in the background.
Max sucks in a breath and
his voice shakes. “I’m…on my way.”
“You left? Max wait…are you
crying.”
“…no.”
Rex sighs and Max thinks
that he is covering the phone with his hand. “Come
back to the locker room. I’ll
be here, bro.”
Max nods and disconnects.
The sky
opens up, and moonlight streams down onto Max and he freezes, staring straight
up at the sky as the clouds pass overhead. He closes his eyes and takes a
breath, the wind has picked up along with the shifting clouds of fluff above
and Max puts out a silent prayer before he opens his hazel eyes again blinking
his long lashes and rubbing his eyes as he heads back to the team. At least
there, he has his brother. Max can tell Rex what happened, and he can help him
deal with this new painful memory of yet another love that will never be.
First Chase. Then Jayden. And now…Logan.
Will anyone ever love me?
Max’s
teeth clatter and he stops against a tree, on his knees. He’s crying now, big
ugly wet tears. Snot coming from his left nostril, as his shoulders quake and
roll. His erection went down a long time ago and all that’s left is his fallen
dreams and tear drops on the grass.
“Goodbye
Logan,” Max whimpers and buries his head in his hands.
~End
5 comments:
Absence of balls doesn't mean an absence of consequence. Ashley getting clipped in the teeth one good time and told to stay out of the boys' business wouldn't be such a bad thing.
NOOOO! MAX! DON'T GIVE UP! THINGS CAN STILL WORK OUT! C'MON!
I'm sure Max will find love soon especially now he has such a tasty bulge. Maybe he will fall for a single guy next time 😉 Reg
Telling Max to "grow a pair" doesn't work anymore since he already got that growth spurt, so he better USE those big boys of his to STAND HIS GROUND. C'mon Max, don't give up! (Really ho[e this really isn't the end of Max's crush on Logan, it's really cute)
Hi everyone,
Thank you all for writing in!
* First comment, he could have done so but he was in far too much pain. Maybe next time he will get even with Ashley
* Max has not given up yet!
* Maybe finding a single guy is the best option for him, Reg. But finding single guys does not seem to be Max's 'thing.'
*Max has not given up yet...and I have two more stories planned in this series of shorts. Max is going to try to actually capitalize on that crush. We will see how it turns out!
Jimmy
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