Chapter 111: Post Game Wrap

The Gym, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

  Casey Peterson found himself unable to help it as he doubled over in pain and attempted to suck as much fresh air into his burning lungs as possible as he sought a means of catching his wayward breath. He had a hard time adjusting following the biggest win of their sports career making their undefeated streak reach a third game in a row after weeks of grueling practice sessions both in school and at home courtesy of Rick Channon. He finally managed to stand up straight after the game-winning pass and Rick slammed them home to victory in a rather spectacular and show-offy fashion when he completed the dunk before the clock ran out on the scoreboard. 

Rick had barely come back down after the jump when the team and the coach rushed him in celebration of the successful maneuver and the turnaround of the team with a well-noted losing streak. Casey had a good deal of points himself as well as assists and it seemed all of the boys were doing everything they needed to do to get the proper win. Casey smirked as Rick did what he did best and basked in the glory of the latest win and the fact that he'd scored the last points to do it. 

He had been as hyped as ever about the team and made it his business to ensure everyone had been at their best when the game had been on the line. Coach Bert had been smiling like a proud father on the day his son was born as he looked over at Casey and Rick. Both boys were wiping away sweat with fresh towels and downing a good deal of water for their efforts as he set his sights on the next big match-up. 

For the time being the gym was in an uproar due to The Wolverines having a 3-0 winning streak for the first time in a long time. Casey had taken notice of his mother sitting with Rick's Aunt in the stands and smiled at them as they cheered for the both of them and the win for the team. He also took notice of Rick's uncle who seemed to have better things to do than attend the game. Rick didn't seem to care one way or another about his being in the crowd and headed back toward the locker room with the rest of the team. 

Casey took a moment to bask in the numbers on the scoreboard and the cheers of the crowd before heading back to the locker room himself. 

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The Boy's Locker Room, The Gym, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

 By the time Casey had joined his teammates, they had been all over the place with jokes and jeers and slapping each other with towels as they got undressed reeking of sweat and success in the wake of their latest win. Coach Bert had been at a loss for words but had insisted they remain focused on the next game and keep the streak alive. Rick had given him a hard time but in the end, they all agreed to remain focused and went over the do's and don'ts list he had drilled into their minds since the first big win. 

Casey collected his things and got undressed in a bid to get ready for his shower knowing all too well that he'd head for the set of showers away from the rest of the team and that Rick would no doubt follow behind him. Winning and sports in general had always gotten the eager werewolf worked up and it was only a matter of time before he needed a measure of release. 

After a bit of bragging on Rick's part, he followed Casey into the far showers eager to have a moment or two alone with him. Casey had known all too well why as he dropped his towel and stepped into the showers only for Rick to pounce after dropping his own. 

Casey couldn't bite back the moan that escaped his lips as his hands met the cold wet tile, as the water and steam began to heat up and fog the showers as Rick's rough hands moved along the younger lad's bare naked body. He did not doubt that he reeked of sweat, and so had Rick, but it only seemed to drive the Rick Channon all the more crazy as he gripped Casey's slender waist and pulled him back toward his massive erection while licking and kissing the flesh of Casey's neck. 

"You should know by now that you ain't gonna ever get away from me," said Rick kissing Casey's neck as he listened to the younger lad's moans in the wake of their direct skin-to-skin contact. 

Casey simply moaned feeling the hardness against his nether cheeks and Rick's grip around his slender hips. He had been looking forward to spending time with him all day but knew better than to engage him when they had a game on the line, werewolf stamina or no werewolf stamina. He had spent weeks anticipating this moment when they were practicing and he'd been battling with the dreams and knowledge that he'd gotten from his visit with the old brute in the forest. 

He didn't tell Rick about the encounter, fearing he'd go off half cock and get himself killed or trapped by the older werewolf again, but it never strayed from the back of the weary young lad's mind. 

A long slow hiss escaped the pursed lips of Casey Peterson as he felt Rick's thick appendage invade his hidden sex causing him to grip the water-slick tile before him with greater purpose as he spread his legs and the older lad's thick cockhead worked its way inside him, pushing past his dripping folds and barreling inside him on first contact like so many days and nights before. 

Rick growled behind the younger lad, as he leaned his head against Casey's bare back and sniffed his water-slick flesh and hair in the process basking in his scent as he had so many times before. 

"Fuck I missed this..." hissed Rick closing his eyes as his inner wolf began to get the better of him but he resisted the urge to shift completely. "So fuckin' tight... your tight wet pussy is strangling my dick, baby."

Casey rolled his eyes at how vulgar and crass his lover had been forgetting just how much Rick loved to speak in such a manner if only to get under his skin or during sex. 

"Fuck..." hissed Casey feeling Rick's thick cock all at once. "Just shut up and fuck me."

Rick grinned behind him and proceeded to pick up the pace with his thrusts, more than happy to oblige. Their mutual moans and groans filled the showers amid the steam and rushing water as their mutually brazen act continued unbeknownst to the rest of the team and the school for that matter.