Coach Key

“YOUR GOING TO HAVE TO WORK!” Coach Key shouted at us as we continued our suicides. The floor getting soaked with everything from sweat to tears. I knew that I couldn’t take this for much longer. My legs aching as I ran up and down the basketball court. It was insanity. No coach in history has ever “prepared” a team this hard. You would think that with our ridiculous practices and the harsh schedule, that we would be better. But no. Our school hasn’t went to state since 1989. Its almost embarrassing to admit that you’re on the basketball team at Lyon High School.

I looked over at Jarrett, and realized that there was no hope for me to finish. His light brown hair and brown eyes, melting through me. My legs felt like jello. I was getting light headed when I finally crashed to the floor.

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I woke up in the lockerroom, looking up on Jarrett and my coach.

“What…what happened?”

“You blacked out and fell to the court.” My douche bag coach explained. “We’ve been trying for the past hour to wake you up, but you refused to stir.”

I looked down at my shorts and noticed the obvious tent I was sporting, I tried to cover it up with my hand and then realized that I had jizz all over my shorts. Probably another unconscious wet dream about Jarrett.

“Fuck…..” I whispered.

“Well I’m going to go home, you want a ride?” Jarrett said breaking the silence.

“Yeah, sure…” I started but was cut off by Coach Key.

“No sir. You still owe me 25 laps around the court.” He said with his back turned toward us, putting the salt back in the cabinet.

“Oh…..well thanks for the offer.” I told Jarrett with an annoyed look on my face.

Jarrett stifled a laugh as he turned around and walked out the door. I wonder what kind of underwear he has on today. Thanks to my blackout, I missed my favorite part of practice……..showers.

I got up and walked to the water fountain and after making sure coaches backed was turned, i spilt the cold stream all down my shorts.

“Ahhh, Coach Key! Im going to have to change before i do this.” I said in a voice of false suprise.

With his backed still turned, “No..