Best of Friends 31 - Locker Room

Noah was lost in memories as they walked down the stairs to the locker room. As they turned the corner and faced two blue push doors, Noah found himself locked in place. It was like the dread in his stomach had sunk to the bottom of his feet and solidified, making it impossible to move. He would try to breathe, but even that didn't feel right. It felt like there was no air moving through him, no matter how hard he tried.

He felt Rachel squeeze his hand.

"Hey," she said, turning to him. "You alright?"

Noah nodded slowly.

"Yeah… yeah…"

Rachel stopped. "Noah, what is going on?"

Noah glanced at the doors, then back to her. She was talking, but it was far away. Like he was hearing the words through several filters. By the time they got to his brain, he didn't fully understand what she was saying.

"I'm ok," he said.

"You don't look ok. At all."

"No, I am."

"Noah," Rachel grew a bit firmer. "Look, this can't work if you don't talk to me."

Noah glanced at her, trying his best to concentrate. How could he tell her? How does one even begin to explain an event so traumatic that you get lost in your own mind remembering it?

"It's… I kind of have this fear of locker rooms," Noah admitted. Rachel's eyes widened as she looked at the doors.

"Ok," she said gently. "Well, should we not go in there?"

Noah stared in silence.

"I feel like if we don't, I'm never going to get over this."

"Ok, but maybe torturing yourself isn't the best way to go about it, you know? Maybe we try a locker room that doesn't have Ethan waiting behind it?"

Two basketball players walked out and passed them, laughing amongst themselves.

"Great game, guys!" Rachel said with a smile.

"Thanks!" They shot back as they continued up the steps.

Rachel turned back to Noah. "What do you say? Maybe we can go somewhere else?"

Noah clenched his teeth. He couldn’t let this thing beat him. He was past it. He needed to be past it. There was no way Rachel would do anything without asking him first. This wasn't Allie. This wasn't Brian. He could do this. He could walk into that room and finally be free of it. Noah took Rachel’s hand and stood.

He hadn't even realized he'd been kneeling.

"I'll be ok, and if it doesn't feel right. We can go?" He said.

"Of course! Always babe. Just say 'we gotta go,' and we'll go!"

Noah nodded. "Alright then, let's check it out."

The two walked hand in hand through the blue doors.

- - -

The locker room was impressive. It was modern, large, well-lit, and also very empty. Ethan sat on a bench, a towel wrapped around his waist and a chain over his bare chest. He looked up, smiling when he saw Rachel. Then he glanced at Noah.

"Oh, it's both of you," He said with a frown.

"Uh, yeah? What did you think it would be, just me?' Rachel asked. Ethan leaned back and dropped his phone into his gym bag.

“Yeah, yeah...” He slowly stood and gave Noah a **** nod. "Sup, man, how you been?"

"I'm doing alright... uh, great game by the way," Noah replied. It felt like he was talking through his teeth, but he managed it the best he could.

Ethan smiled in his usual smug way. “Thanks, man, it was nothing really.”

Noah glanced over at Rachel. She rolled her eyes.

And that, right there, was all Noah needed to finally relax. They both laughed softly before turning their attention to Ethan.

His smile quickly evaporated.

"So where's everyone else at?" Noah asked. Ethan glanced between them and turned to his locker.

"They already left. Lots of parties going on, I was waiting up for uh… well, you two, I guess."

"Well…” Rachel said. “Do you want to show us around?"

Ethan closed his locker and sighed. "Yeah, come on. I mean, it's just a locker room but…"

“Yay! This place looks sooo cool!” Rachel said as they both followed behind him.

“So obviously we have the locker area. They just installed these new ones; they’re pretty nice. Then there’s the shower room. They were going to put in stalls, but decided on the open shower concept. Then we have the lounge area, and the sauna...”

“Oh, a Sauna?!” Rachel said.

“Yeah, it’s nice. Then we have the hot tub room...”

"Stop!" Rachel ran ahead of Ethan and peered through the room’s frosted glass wall. "A hot tub room?!"

"Uh-huh. I don't use it much, but yeah, they installed one."

"That is so cool," Rachel said.

"You wanna use it?" Ethan asked. Rachel's eyes brightened as she looked at Noah.

“Babe?’ Rachel said.

"I mean, we didn't bring swimming gear,” Noah said.

"You could borrow my extra shorts. They’re clean, I promise," Ethan said. Then, with a playful smile, he looked over at Rachel. "She could go naked."

Noah could feel his heart racing again. His hands prickled as Ethan glanced back at him.

"If you're cool with it, that is."

Noah took a deep breath. Ethan seemed to be respectful, but Noah still couldn't shake the feeling that there was something slimy about the guy. He looked over at Rachel, who already had her eyebrow raised.

"Why do I have to go naked?" She asked shortly.

"Because I don't have a woman’s swimsuit!" Ethan said.

"I could use a shirt and spare shorts. I don't have to go naked," Rachel countered. Ethan groaned and raised his hands.

"God, you are so fucking difficult! I'm playing nice, aren't I?!"

Rachel laughed and shook her head.

"Babe, what do you think?" She asked Noah. It was clear she was interested, Noah could tell. He hadn't forgotten how hard she had cum on Ethan's cock. But what really calmed him was that Rachel was keeping her word. She wasn’t dismissing him. She wasn’t manipulating him. She was right there with him, every step of the way.

Plus, he wanted to see it for himself.

“I’m down if you are,” Noah said, glancing at Ethan. “You got a spare shirt and shorts?”

Ethan lit up. “Shit, alright! Hang on, I’ll grab something.”

As he darted off, Rachel grinned impishly. “And what if I do want to go naked?”

Both guys looked her way. Noah spoke first.

“I mean... I’m not complaining if you’re not.”

“Yeah, same here,” Ethan added from across the room.

Rachel bit her lip, then glanced at the doors behind them. “What if someone walks in?”

“I’ll lock those,” Noah said, already moving.

“I’ve got these ones,” Ethan called back.

- - -

Noah had to admit, the hot tub room was something special. LED lights traced the base of the walls, shifting colors in a slow pulse to the moody music playing over the Bluetooth speakers. Overhead, dimmable fixtures cast a soft glow. Had it not been for Ethan sitting directly across from him, Noah might have found himself slowly drifting to sleep.

It wasn’t long before Rachel walked in with a towel around her body. Noah and Ethan watched as she closed the frosted glass door behind her.

"Well, here I am," She said with a nervous laugh.

"Here you are," Ethan said, licking his lips. "Let's see it, baby girl."

Rachel laughed and slowly stepped towards them. She looked into Noah’s eyes as she dropped her towel. Noah took her in. He followed the perfect curve of her body until his eyes rested on her round breasts. The room's heat gave her skin a slight pink hue.

She was stunning.

Rachel walked around them and slowly dipped into the water.

"The water is perfect!" Rachel said. The pool's lights illuminated her as she settled into the tub. Noah glanced over at Ethan. He was absolutely transfixed.

"Yeah, I'm feeling kinda stupid that I haven't used this more," He said.

“Why haven’t you?! I would literally be using this every day,” Rachel said, raising her leg out of the water.

“I uh... well... I guess I just get focused on the game,” Ethan said, his eyes never leaving her.

“But what’s the point of playing if you don’t reap the rewards?”

“Winning is the reward,” Ethan answered.

“You take it pretty seriously, huh?”

Ethan smiled. “You don’t get as good as I am if you don’t.”

“You want to join the NBA?” Noah asked. Ethan tore his eyes away from Rachel and shrugged.

“I... I don’t know. I mean, yeah, but I’m not sure if it’s going to happen.”

“But you’re so good!” Rachel said. Ethan chuckled.

“Not as good as the best...” He closed his eyes and leaned back in the water. “I always wanted to be the best.”

“I think you’re selling yourself short,” Rachel said.

“I wish. Do you know how much skill you need to have just to be able to dribble down the NBA court? One wrong move, and that ball is gone. Those guys are at another level. I played against a senior who got drafted last year and... yeah, he smoked me.” Ethan shook his head. “I played my heart out that game and was still light years behind him. When you get to that level of play, when you get that close to the game, you start realizing it boils down to inches and split seconds.”

“Damn, never heard it explained like that,” Noah said. Ethan shrugged.

“It’s like anything, right? You wanna be an actor? So do millions of other people. You wanna play professional basketball? Get in line.”

Rachel nodded. “So if that doesn’t pan out, what would you want to do instead?”

Ethan chuckled. “I don’t want to think about it.”

“Come on, there has to be something.”

Ethan peeked at Rachel. “If I don’t get signed, it’s going to gut me. And that’s probably what’s going to happen, but I can’t think about that. I have to act like there’s still a chance. I have to play my heart out and pour everything I have into this sport for as long as I can. Because I’ll fucking regret it if I don’t.”

Rachel nodded slowly. “I can respect that, and I also think you can do it.”

“I do too,” Noah added.

Ethan laughed loudly. “Man, a pep talk and a fuck session? Shit, we should have done this at the beginning of the season.”

The three of them laughed.

“So I take it you don’t really do much else besides practice and play?” Rachel asked.

“Yeah, that’s pretty much my life. That and well, you know.” Ethan smirked at Rachel. She rolled her eyes.

“Maybe celibacy would give you the edge you’re looking for,” Rachel countered.

“Ooooh, you think?!” Ethan said.

“She might be onto something,” Noah added.

“Man fuck off!” Ethan waved a hand in their direction. With another laugh, the conversation began to die down. Noah could feel their minds drifting to the topic they’d been dancing around all evening.

"So…” Ethan said. “How does this work?"

Rachel glanced at him. "Always going right for it.”

"Come on! Were we not just talking normally?!”

“For like five minutes! Well, I guess that is an improvement for you,” Rachel said.

Ethan shifted in the water. “So... are we still doing it?”

“Oh my god, yes! Of course.” Rachel said.

Ethan cleared his throat.

"Cool...” He glanced at Noah. “So... is he going to watch us?"

"That would be the plan," Rachel said, then looked at Noah. “Assuming you’re still good with it?”

Noah gave a thumbs up.

"That is so fucking weird. Does he have to?" Ethan's question was directed at Rachel, and Rachel answered by promptly scooting over to Noah's side.

"We're a package deal," she said. Ethan groaned and pinched his nose.

"This is SO fucking weird... He's not going to jump in, is he?"

"He might."

"I don't share," Ethan shook his head. "I don't fucking share."

"Then you don't have to do it," Rachel said. Noah felt her hand trail down his chest to his hardening cock. Ethan stared for a while longer before finally nodding.

"Fine, he can watch. But I want to fuck you till I cum. He'll have to wait till I'm done because I can't have other dicks around me, alright?”

“Ethan...”

“Look, I’m being serious. I can’t fucking do it, it’s too fucking weird. I’m just saying we take turns, one after the other, deal?"

Rachel and Noah looked at each other, already knowing their answer.

"Deal," They say in unison. The energy in the room shifted instantly. Ethan locked eyes with Rachel as he lifted himself out of the hot tub and sat on its edge. He pulled his shorts down, revealing his glistening, giant erection. Noah had forgotten just how big he was. He felt Rachel squeeze his shaft underneath the water.

"You ready?" She asked him. Noah nodded.

"Yeah, I'm ready."

Rachel kissed his cheek, then swam between Ethan's legs. She helped him out of his shorts. Noah could only see the back of her head as she lowered her lips around his cock. She bobbed slowly, the sounds of her slurping moans barely audible over the hum of the tub jets. Ethan’s eyes closed as he pushed Rachel's head down on his cock with one hand.

It only took a few minutes before he pulled Rachel out of the pool. She fumbled out of the water as Ethan guided her over to the frosted glass wall.

"I've waited too fucking long for this," He said. Noah watched as Ethan pushed her against the glass and slapped his cock between her ass cheeks. She jumped at the contact. Noah shifted in the tub and watched as Ethan pushed his cock down with a thumb and rubbed against Rachel slowly.

“Fuck Rachel, your ass is fucking perfect,” He said. Rachel looked back, bit her lip, and wiggled her ass.

“Thank you,” She said. Ethan slid his cock down to Rachel's entrance and, slowly, began pushing in.

"You ready?" He asked. Rachel looked over at Noah, smiling with a love-drunk gaze.

"Yes,” she said.

Ethan pushed forward. Rachel's eyes immediately widened as her breasts pressed against the glass. Noah watched Ethan’s giant cock head slowly push past her entrance. Rachel jumped at the sudden girth of his shaft.

"Fuck! Slowly, Ethan slowly…"

"Don't worry, I know how to stretch a girl out," Ethan said, gripping her ass cheeks tightly. He slowly pushed the first quarter of his cock inside her. "Fuck, you are so tight, holy shit."

He gasped as he pulled out. Rachel's legs quivered. Then he pushed himself back inside. He went further this time, burying half his length in her as Rachel moaned loudly.

"Oh fuck!" She moaned.

"You doing alright?" Ethan asked. Rachel nodded.

"Yes—Ahh! Keep... keep going!"

She cried as Ethan pushed.

As she stretched.

As he took.

Noah watched Rachel's pussy grip Ethan's shaft as he slowly pulled out again. Christ, he was ruining her. Absolutely ruining her.

Ethan pushed in with a final, slow thrust. Noah watched a bulge form in Rachel's pelvis as his cock completely sank inside her.

"Oh god," She whimpered.

"How does that feel?" Ethan asked.

"Really good…" Rachel cooed.

"Good, because now I'm going to fuck you." Ethan grabbed the back of Rachel's neck and slammed himself into her. It was slow at first, but gradually built up in tempo. Rachel braced herself against the glass with both hands. Breathing heavily as Ethan’s cock drove her into a stupor.

"It's about fucking time I made this pussy mine," Ethan said, slamming into Rachel as hard as he could manage. It only took a few pumps before Rachel's entire lower body began to quake uncontrollably.

“F-fuck!” Rachel slid off Ethan's swollen cock. She shook wildly and collapsed to her knees.

Noah could feel the pulse behind his ears as he looked at the imprint left by Rachel’s breasts. He had never been more turned on.

"Holy fuck…" Rachel said.

"You liked that?" Ethan asked. She nodded slowly as Ethan picked her up. "Come on, we're not finished yet. There’s something I've always wanted to do with you."

Ethan guided Rachel out of the hot tub room. Noah promptly followed behind them to the showers. He felt exposed walking in the open locker room naked, especially with a raging hard-on. But he was far too focused on Ethan and Rachel to care for long. Ethan guided Rachel to the large, open shower room. He placed her under a shower head and turned it on.

She jumped.

“It’s cold!” She said.

“It’ll warm up,” Ethan replied.

He gripped her hips and slowly shoved himself back inside her. Noah stood at the shower room threshold, watching.

Ethan pumped into Rachel as the water glistened down her arched back. His dark skin contrasted with her pale complexion. Rachel's rippling ass cheeks reddened under the hot water, and her breasts swayed as Ethan plowed into her from behind.

She came again and shook wildly. Ethan kept her upright until her legs could no longer support her.

Then he pulled out, pushed her back against the white tile wall, lifted her leg, and shoved himself back inside her.

The shower room slowly filled with steam as he took her. He grabbed Rachel's breast firmly and latched his mouth onto the other. Rachel, in turn, squeezed his biceps and let her fingers trail down his abs.

"Oh fuck, Ethan!" Rachel screamed, her body shook once more, but instead of letting her collapse, Ethan promptly picked up her other leg and pressed her against the wall.

"Oh no, I'm not fucking done yet," Ethan said. He slid himself back into her with a deep guttural moan.

“I’m not fucking done with that pussy yet.”

He began to slam into her with every ounce of strength he had. Rachel's dangling legs swayed with his unrelenting rhythm.

Her moans grew softer as she buried her head into the cleft of Ethan's shoulder and neck.

Wrapping her arms around him.

Trailing her nails through his short hair.

She whimpered and began to quiver. Ethan’s lips found hers as his pace slowed. But he didn't remove her from the wall. He kept her pinned in mid-air, fucking slowly until her quakes subsided. Then, he carried her out of the shower room and laid her down on a bench.

She winced as her body touched the wood.

"It's cold…" She said softly.

Noah watched like a specter as Ethan pulled Rachel up, sat on the bench, then pulled her down onto him, reverse cowgirl. She shook as his entire length filled her again. Rachel tried to ride him, but her legs barely worked, so Ethan began to thrust.

Rachel caught Noah's gaze.

She was gone.

In a stupor.

Lost to passion.

"Holy fucking… shit…" Ethan groaned. His thrusting became fast and wild. He squeezed Rachel's waist tightly as he moaned. "Fuck I'm going to cum!"

Rachel promptly slipped off his dick. She tried to turn, but her legs gave out beneath her, causing her to fumble on the tile floor.

"Holy shit!" Ethan jumped up. "You ok?"

"Not inside!" Rachel said, her voice quivering. She began to laugh between deep breaths. "Jesus Christ, you destroyed me."

Ethan laughed with her, and Noah couldn't help but join them. Ethan jumped at the sound of Noah’s voice.

"Oh fuck, I forgot you were watching! Jesus," He shook his head and tried to help Rachel up. "This is so fucking weird."

"Ethan, I can't even stand, oh my god," Rachel said. Still somewhat delirious.

"Can we keep fucking?"

"I don't think so… I'm spent. Can you finish on my tits?" She asked, grabbing a towel from the bench and hapazardly flattening it out. “Help me, please.”

Ethan obeyed, flattening the towel before guiding Rachel onto it. He glanced up at Noah only once, then quickly went back to pretending he wasn't there.

"Shit, I kinda lost it. Can you suck me off?" Ethan asked.

"Yes, straddle me," Rachel said. Ethan stepped over her and lowered his swollen, pulsing cock to her lips.

He grabbed the top of her head and groaned as he pumped mercilessly. Rachel's thighs twisted as she grabbed his shaft with both hands and milked him.

Then, with a gasp, Ethan pulled back and sprayed his load onto Rachel's chest.

He shouted as ropes of cum sprayed on her face. She closed her eyes as Ethan shoved himself back into her mouth and finished.

His balls pulsed as they emptied into her.

"Fuck…" He said breathlessly.

The two slowed. But Noah could barely contain himself. As soon as Ethan stepped away, Noah promptly walked over and took his place. He offered Rachel his hand with a gentle smile.

"Hey," He said.

"Hey," She said softly, taking his hand and falling into his embrace with a kiss. Noah could taste Ethan's cum on her tongue and lips. It was a strange feeling. Ethan grimaced as their kiss grew passionate.

"Fuck come on man, can you guys at least wait till I'm outta here?!"

Rachel looked at him.

"If you open those doors, I will kill you."

"You're going to fucking make me watch?!" Ethan looked horrified.

"No! It's a big locker room, go into the sauna or something!"

"Why can't I just leave, though?!"

"Because I'm fucking naked!" Rachel countered. "Plus, I want to fuck my boyfriend, and the deal was turns, remember? Now go."

Ethan grumbled and sauntered off to the sauna room with a towel. Rachel turned back to Noah and smiled. He watched Ethan’s cum drip off her chin.

"Did you like it?" She asked.

"Maybe a little too much," Noah admitted. He kissed her softly after that.

He felt her body, and she felt his.

Rachel guided him by the hand back to the hot tub room.

"Come on, let's have some privacy."

Sex in water always felt a little strange. It sapped away a lot of the lubrication.

But Noah barely noticed.

Because he was fucking the love of his life.

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