Jake x Sarah - First Time (Erotic) (Short Story)

Handball is an exciting game. Jake is running for his life, getting a long pass from across the field in a counter attack. He could feel his muscles aching more than ever before, thinking it might be his recent strength training taking a toll on his body. But he perseveres, works through the pain and scores the winning goal of the game. When the whistle sounded, all he could do is fall down on his back, wiping the sweat out of his face and feeling his chest rise and fall quickly as he gasped for air in the heated gym.

The crowd cheered loudly for him and his team, and some even shouted his name out loud. That was the first time he had ever heard someone shout his name like that, in a cheerful and admirable voice. And he loved every second of it.

When he finally sat up, his eyes wandered across the stands, looking at all the people cheering for him. In the middle of the crowd his eyes caught the looks of the cutest girl he’d ever seen before. She was one of the few who wasn’t shouting, but she at least looked happy. She looked back at him with an intense look he hadn’t felt before, and it made him curious. He didn’t look away, and for a few very long seconds, neither did she. Eventually, their eye contact broke, and Jake was dragged up to his feet by a teammate. The girl disappeared in the crowd.

“The best part of playing a game is when you get to shower after!” Shouted one of Jake’s teammates down in the locker room. Jake can’t disagree with that statement, because he loves the feeling of hot water running down his toned body after a good workout. The only thing better might be if a beautiful girl would join him, but so far he hasn’t been that lucky.

The look on the girl’s face that he saw in the stands popped up in his head as he let the warm water hit his chest. He felt like he recognized her from somewhere, but he couldn’t quite figure out where.

After Sarah had met his glance, she knew he was different, she just didn’t know how, or why. She just knew she had to speak to him, but she didn’t know how she would make it happen.

Should she wait for him outside of the gym, or is that too sudden?

Should she try to find his Facebook profile, or is that being a stalker?

Should she just keep attending his games to try and make eye contact with him again, or is that too dull?

She called her friend to ask, and her friend, being the freaky type, said to just approach him when he came out. She believes in direct action, and she’s had more guys hovering over her than Sarah can count, while Sarah herself hasn’t had any. Maybe she should take her advice for once.

When she finally saw him come out, she froze at the thought of embarrassing herself by saying all the wrong things, stuttering or simply being turned down. He saw her and smiled at her. She hoped she would smile back but she just couldn’t control her body anymore.

Still not wanting to make a fool of herself, Sarah spins around and starts walking. Fast.

“I’ll just go to the next game, maybe...” she mumbles to herself.

“Excuse me, I think you dropped something!” Jake shouted, but she didn’t even slow down. He looked down on what appeared to be a wallet for just a second, then when he looked up again, she was gone. She was gone and Jake couldn’t figure out which way she went. He tried to catch up but it was too late, she was nowhere to be seen. So he just stood there, dumbfounded, working his brain, trying to figure out what to do next.

He opened the wallet, and found the one thing he needed. An ID card with her name on it. Sarah Green. Jake felt his chest beating, butterflies swarming in his stomach. Sarah Green.