J/C fic - Goal! (R) - Complete!
Title: Goal!
Author: audeamus22
Rating: R
Word Count: ~1,500
Warnings: boy loving (is that really a warning??)
Prompt(s): Athlete
Summary: Jared is a star soccer player and it’s time to meet the fans...
Jared skilfully balanced the ball on the laces of his boot, kicking it in the air and catching it again before tossing it up and catching it with his other foot with ease. He juggled the ball on his two feet before using his head to get the ball further up in the air. As it was coming back down, he swung his leg back, and with precision timing, kicked the ball into the open net.
Jared was born for soccer, having loved the sport since he was a kid and playing it since he could walk. When he turned 16, Jared was approached by his coach and two scouts. They had offered him a college scholarship and position on their professional junior team. Now, four years later, Jared was one of the most famous soccer players in America.
“Yo! Padalecki! The fans are here!” his teammate Jensen called out.
The defender sighed, his manager had organised a competition for five fans to meet Jared, talk to him and then watch him train. He loved his fans, but usually, these things were with just a bunch of young girls entering so that they could watch Jared, not learn from him. The winning fans were lead onto the field and held back as they watched the team warm up.
Coach Morgan walked up to Jared and tilted his head to where the fans were waiting; “off you go kid, make pretty with your fans,” he laughed.
Jared put on a smile, all his teammates knowing how fake it was and went over to greet the winners. There were three girls and two guys, “hey guys! How’s everyone doing today?” Jared spoke easily, causing the three girls to squeal in delight. “I’m Jared, although you guys probably already know that, huh?”
“Hey, I’m Mike,” the bald guy replied, holding his hand out to shake Jared’s, “Huge fan of the team,” he smiled, stating the obvious; the guy was completely decked out in their merchandise, from jersey to scarf, beanie and even some random watch.
“Cool, nice to meet you,” Jared smiled.
“Hi! Oh my gawd! I’m Gen, this is Sandy and that’s Dani! We love you sooo much!” the black haired girl exclaimed.
“Oh, cool, hey girls,” Jared nodded, holding his hand far away from the girls; he really couldn’t handle more squeeing today.
“Chris,” the last guy nodded simply. That was odd.
“Hey, how are you doing?” Jared said holding his hand back out, looking Chris over. The guy had long hair and the most stunning eyes he had ever seen. He obviously worked out and even though he was a good deal shorter than himself, who wasn’t? At six foot four, there weren’t that many people who equalled him in height.
“Not bad, can’t wait to watch you guys train,” he smiled, shaking Jared’s hand. This guy seemed more normal, he was dressed normally, in comfortable looking jeans, running shoes, and a simple shirt.
Jared spoke to everyone for a few more minutes before he was called back for training. “Okay, guys, I have to get back out there. Maybe when I get back, I can show you some moves?” he tried. The five nodded, being ushered over to some seats to watch the team train.
Jared was at the top of his game, pushing himself more than normal. He ran his sprints harder and kicked the ball with more force and accuracy then he’d normally give in a training session. He told himself it wasn’t because of the long haired guy watching him intently.
“Good job today, kid, get some water and get back to your fans,” Coach Morgan praised, clapping Jared on the back at the end of the training session.
“See you guys later!” Jared called out to his teammates, making his way back over the five people waiting for him.
“You were great out there!” the girl, Candy or something, gushed.
“Thanks,” Jared smiled. “So, how about you guys come with me and we kick a ball around?” Jared suggested.
“I don’t know, I mean we aren’t really wearing anything suitable!” the redhead argued.
“It’s okay, just some kicks,” Jared shrugged; he had no other idea what to do with these five.
Jared got the group to form a circle and started kicking the ball around. They were talking and mucking about, and Jared was bored as hell. He tried to get them doing more complicated things like shooting or even juggling, but only the one guy, Chris, seemed to be into it. He had a good kick and balance and was actually listening to Jared’s suggestions. The others were all just digging for gossip.
By the end of the hour, Jared was exhausted, mentally more so than physically. “Okay, guys, it looks like that’s all we have time for! I hope you enjoyed yourselves here!” Jared said in farewell.
The girls looked crestfallen, and the bald guy looked almost depressed. Jared shrugged and just made his way to the changing rooms for a nice shower. All his friends would already be at the bar getting drunk, and Jared just wanted to be there. He turned the shower up and shucked off all his clothes before entering the shower and groaning in appreciation.
He heard the footsteps and the rustle of clothes being removed but kept his eyes closed. Two strong arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him back slightly; Jared turned around in them and met the stunning blue eyes he was so familiar with.
“Hey,” he whispered, ducking his head down for a deep kiss.
“Hey, yourself,” Chris replied once they finally broke apart. “I get what you mean about these meet and greets,” he added.
“You glad you came?” Jared asked, pulling Chris closer so that every inch of skin touched, chest against chest; groin against groin. Jared was already getting hard.
“Yeah, at least to keep those girls paws off of ya,” Chris mumbled, against Jared’s neck. He opened his mouth and bit into the delicate skin exposed to him, sucking a bruise that would last for some days.
“We... we meeting up with the guys after this?” Jared stuttered.
“I was thinking we’d go back home, and maybe I’d fuck you until you couldn’t walk no more,” Chris replied.
“Mm... I like that idea... whatcha going to do for me now though? You know I’m pretty stressed out right now?” Jared asked.
Chris traced his fingertips around Jared’s nipples, causing the younger man to moan out in pleasure. “I could blow you, right here. You want that, Jay?” he asked, pinching the pebbled nipple.
“Y-yes!” Jared begged.
“What do you want, Jay? Tell me,” Chris ordered.
“Ah! I want you! I want your mouth!” Jared begged, “I want you to suck me! Please!”
“Anything you want, babe,” Chris agreed.
Chris brought his mouth to Jared’s nipple, suckling and nipping at it as his hands wondered lower, fingers running around Jared’s bellybutton, teasing the sensitive skin there before continuing lower. He brought his hand around Jared’s filling cock and jerked it to full hardness before gracefully going down on his knees in front of Jared, droplets of water rushing down Jared’s body. Chris licked up the water around his abdomen, sucking another bruise into the skin where the leg met stomach, the muscles underneath rippling.
“Please, Chris, your mouth! Stop teasing!” Jared pleaded.
Chris did as Jared begged. He grabbed Jared’s cock and let his tongue circle the head, the tip pushing against the slit before he opened his mouth and sucked on the thick head. He kept his lips tight as he slowly brought more of Jared into his mouth, moaning in pleasure at the taste that exploded over his tongue.
Jared was gripping onto the tiled walls, trying to keep himself upright, Chris’ moans sending vibrations coursing all through his body. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, not at the rate Chris was going. Chris backed up until only the head was in his mouth, the cool air against his shaft compared to the heat of Chris’ mouth causing Jared to cry out. Chris smirked, looking up at Jared; their eyes meeting for a moment before he swallowed the whole cock down, the tip brushing against the back of his throat.
Chris bobbed his head up and down a few more times before Jared cried out his release, his come flooding Chris’ mouth and throat causing the older man to choke. Jared pulled out, his dick too sensitive, and pulled Chris up toward him, kissing the shorter man and tasting his own spunk, licking the taste right out of Chris’ mouth.
Jared’s hand wandered down Chris’ body, grasping at his lover’s hard member before jerking it a few times, the older man coming without much effort, painting the tiled walls white. The two men sagged, barely holding each other up anymore.
“Let’s get cleaned up and get home?” Jared whispered into Chris’ ear, biting at the ear lobe.
“Fuck, yeah,” Chris agreed.
It was the quickest shower either man had ever taken.
-end-
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