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"Fuck!" he yelled, his thick voice resonating even above the sound of his racket crashing against the metal of the locker. He probably dented both the locker door and his racket, but he really did not give a fuck. He slumped his body down on the bench, the cold wood offering no comfort to his sore muscles. His thighs ached, his shoulders ached, and his head, more than anything his head was hurting him bad. He grabbed his forehead with both hands, letting his crushed racket slip from his fingers and clatter on the floor, rolling weakly and finally coming to a rest on the concrete.

"Never miss that shot, Sean, never miss that shot...of all the fucking times, of all the god damn times to fucking miss that fucking shot!" He screamed at himself, raised his head to find something to punch, found nothing, and tensing all his muscles at once just to feel the burn build in them, yelled again from the center of his core to get out his frustration. He hung his head, scratching at his skull through his long brown mane, feeling sweat gather on his fingers, jamming his eyelids shut as tightly as he could before any tears could escape.

"You played well today."

"I played like shit today!" He screamed, his head darting around to stare into the eyes of his accuser. His features immediately softened upon seeing that otter boy, Blue, watching him from the end of the row of lockers. "I'm sorry I...hey you're Blue, right? You're Kevin's little brother?"

"Yeah." the otter responded, the corner of his mouth raising just a little bit, leaning against the last locker casually, stroking his arm with the opposite hand. "Came to watch him play." Blue bit his bottom lip, eyes falling to the floor for a moment before rising, rather slowly, over Sean's body, finally reaching his deep green eyes.

"And you happened to see the prodigy fuck up and blow the game? Blow our school's chances?" he stood, pacing a little, redirecting his anger towards the intruder who interrupted his self-loathing. "You saw the stallion fucking prodigy ruin both his father's legacy and his school's?" Sean's eyes tore into the otter, but seeing no resistance in his expression, he couldn't place his anger on the poor kid's shoulders. He put his hands on his hips, sighed deeply, and apologized at a barely audible, husky whisper, eyes on his hooves.

"No, no, it's okay..." the brave little otter stepped forward, barely making any sound at all as he did, his thin fingers playing with the bottom of his shirt nervously. "You're my favorite player. You always will be...and I...I just wanted to say I think you're great and um, and to not be too hard on yourself."

Sean chuckled, raising his gaze, grinning a little. "Yeah, I guess the school newspaper and my dad will be plenty hard on me, no need to add to the torment." There was an uncomfortable amount of seriousness in his tone as he spoke. He sat back down, defeated, huffing as he kicked at his broken racket a little bit. "Fuck, that was a nice racket..."

Blue giggled and padded the rest of the way over to the stallion, and after a few seconds of hesitation, his hands a little nervous, he started rubbing Sean's firm, brown shoulders. His eyes closed, the horse sighed in relaxation, but as soon as the closeness really connected with his stressed mind his eyebrows shot up and he looked over his shoulder at the smiling otter. "Don't worry! You need to relax, Sean..." he said, working his small thumbs into the tense knots in Sean's sore muscles.

"Mn...damn...you give your brother these massages after games?" he hung his head, grinning.

"No! Hehe, silly..." Blue stroked his favorite athlete's muscles, his naked torso, still a little damp with sweat, still hot from use. He leaned over, almost close enough to touch his chest to the stud's back, but he hesitated. Blue bit his lip and stood up straight in a sudden reflex, wringing his hands together. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry, I really shouldn't. You probably want me to leave..."

"Who said that?" Sean turned and stood face to face with the otter, and the more embarrassed Blue became the more Sean grinned. "Don't leave now."

"No, no really it's...I mean, I shouldn't, I'd just...it would just be..." Blue took a backwards step, but found himself backed against the row of lockers.

"I know about you." the stallion took a forward step. His hooves stood firm. He leaned on his palm against the locker next to the otter boy, blocking any further escape. "Kevin told me a story once, y'know."

"Oh God..."

"He told me..." said Sean, taking another full stride forward. Blue turned his cheek to avoid the stallion's gaze, blushing heavily, fidgeting. "He caught you masturbating one day..."

"Oh shit..."

"To a picture of me!"

"Oh fuck...please Sean I...I didn't..."

"We all had a good laugh about it. But I gotta ask you..." the stud finished his advance. The boys stood just inches from each other. Sean leaned in and held the otter's soft chin, turning his face so he could see those bashful blue eyes, his nervous expression. "Isn't the real thing much better?"

"Wh...what?" Blue nearly shuddered. Sean's eyes were just...so close. He could feel his firm fingers, he could see the hairs on his chin. God he looked good.

"I've seen you. You've been at all the games. Watching me..." Oh God, he could feel his breath, the heat of his body, so close. He could only stare, the deep emerald and sky blue, together in a gaze. The otter's hands raised to Sean's chest, still unsure about whether he was trying to push him away or pull him closer. "And didn't you ever consider...I was watching you, too?"

"S...S-sean, I..."

"Shh."

The kiss was the best either of them had ever had. Sean pushed his lips against the otter's feminine, trembling mouth, a kiss firm yet tender, while his skilled fingers brushed past the soft brown cheek. Blue's eyelids fell, his lips weakened then spread, and his knees felt awfully wobbly. Sean's hands went wherever they wanted to now while the kiss deepened, which Blue might have felt a bit forward if the otter's own hands weren't feeling up the stud's tight body. His fingers counted the stallion's abs as they stroked down his firm torso, and he could feel his heartbeat, so close, in time with his own, while he released a murr of satisfaction. The kind of intimacy that could not be pretended, raw heat and lust, kept the boys pressed together through the long, slow kiss.

"Oh God...that...I didn't know..."

"Few do. The girls especially." Sean nibbled on the otter's neck, just underneath his jaw. This, frankly, drove the otter God damn wild.

"Ahh, but, but...ahhh fuck it." Blue closed his eyes and moved fluidly, lust building in him, every nerve in his body multiplying the sensations he was feeling, making him acutely aware of the strength behind Sean's touch, the taste of his tongue, the gentle bristling stubble on his chin. The stallion's hands slid underneath the otter's shirt, loving the feel of his soft fur, the feminine thinness of his features, the way he moaned into every kiss. The otter pulled his shirt off, leaving his jeans on for now; he certainly liked the way Sean looked in his sporty shorts, but he wanted more. Fortunately, Sean's aggressiveness led him to hold the otter's hand, lacing his fingers with his, then guiding that hand lower down his body until it was underneath his shorts, resting right on...oh God...right on his... "Holy shit..." his eyes widened. Sean grinned.

"Yeah, heh...horse. Sorry." The stud's hands brushed over the otter's nipples, then down, then around his back and falling lower, coming to the seat of his jeans and cupping it in a firm squeeze.

"Oh no, don't be..." Blue couldn't believe it, but he found himself actually licking his lips while his hands felt Sean's stallionhood. He had seen studs in porn, but this was something else. The weight of it, the warm feeling on his palms and fingers, the feeling of the cock throbbing...and the smell. Fuck, that smell. It was harsh, sure, but it was perfectly harsh; the scent of musk and sweat was making his head swim, and he loved it. Sean pulled his shorts the rest of the way down, leaving his toned body naked while Blue started massaging the stud's pulsing cock. He needed it. He needed that fucking cock in his fucking mouth, right fucking now. The otter dropped to his knees, Sean's cock resting...well, not resting, more like throbbing impatiently...against his shoulder.

"Wait, hold on now...it's bigger than it looks, don't-"

"Shut up, Sean, and let me suck your god damn cock." Blue grinned and stuck out his tongue, which, after pulling the stud's shaft towards him, he laid right down underneath his cockhead. It tasted like sweat and ambrosia. The otter's soft blue eyes looked up at Sean's face as his small hands worked over the cock; marbled pink and black flesh that must have been over a foot long. Blue giggled cutely and pushed his nose right underneath the stallion's cock, against his heavy sack, and inhaled a full breath. His eyelids fluttered a little bit as he moaned, his mind flooded with lust, his tongue licking ferally over Sean's thick, full balls. While he pumped the stud's cock, he could feel big globs of precum land on his hair, on his cheeks, only driving his horny state further. The otterboy looked up after making sure that each ball was glistening with his saliva, then gave each another loving kiss with his lips. God damn, this was Sean! His idol! His hearthrob! And his cock was right fucking there!

"God damn...mnff...you're fucking good at this..." Blue murred at the way Sean's abs flexed when his cock throbbed, and neglected to tell him that his skill was due purely to lust and pornography; it was the first cock he'd ever played with, besides his own. Blue kissed the base of the stallion's impressive cock, then dragged his bottom lip all the way up to the crown, letting his tongue fall from his maw to lap over the flat head once, then twice, then four or five times while he watched Sean's face react to the pleasure. He had to hold the shaft up with both hands while he kissed over the tip, and with a moan that probably came out a little sluttier than he intended, the otter wrapped his lips the best he could around the thick cockhead and started to suck. The otter felt Sean's large, powerful hand rest right between his ears, and it drove him fucking wild. The stallion wasn't forcing anything at all, but just feeling the weight of his powerful hand stroking through his hair was enough to turn the otter's lust up even further. This made him a little too eager, however, as he soon choked himself on the fat cock and had to pull off, coughing once, blushing heavily.

"Fuck...ah...s-sorry, eheh...you're just...big..." He licked his lips and started showering kisses against the head again.

"It's alright, Blue....I'd be surprised if it didn't happen." He smiled and murred, his own pleasure already near the peak, the otter's attention simply too much for a worn-out stallion to handle. "I'm fuckin'...mn....close."

"Good...cum in my mouth, stud..." Blue said in his best porno voice, which was pretty damn adorable and sexy at the same time. The otter closed his eyes and return his lips to the cockhead, sealing around it while his tongue swirled in between swallows of hot, salty precum. The otter's eyes opened when he felt Sean's grip tighten; he definitely wanted to see his favorite athlete's O Face. Blue purred around the cock and fit it as far into his mouth as he could and sucked good and hard, his hot tongue wagging on the sensitive underside of the stud's cock. In a single moment, Sean swore, his muscles clenched, his hips pushed forwards instinctively, and his cock unloaded the full capacity of his thick balls, right into the otter's mouth. His blue eyes widened as his adam's apple struggled to rise and fall fast enough to swallow all of the cum that was shooting rapidly into his mouth. He had to pull off with a gasp and let the throbbing stallionhood unload its last few ropes of cum onto his face, striping his cheeks.

"Ahh...ahhh haaa...fuck....oh fuck Blue that was...ahhh..." Sean managed to pet his ears once before he had to sit down, falling onto the bench beside him, murring at the mess he had caused; the otter was nearly coated in his seed, and by God he was cleaning himself by licking the load off his lips and fingers, a few drips landing on the concrete.

"Mnn...I'm glad you liked it...I fucking loved it..."

"Yeah but..." the stud grinned, leaning over to kiss Blue's wet lips. "I think we aughta take a shower, don't you?"