Thinking Straight

I recently came out of my 1 year relationship with the hottest girl on campus Sarah, well part of the reason was her being way too clingy and dominating - I liked her dominating nature though and kept thinking of maybe I am a pushover,always trying to be in everyone's good book no matter what.

Well, introducing myself, I am Raj, an Indian recently came out of my heavy scheduled 9- 5 MNC job to a University in UK for completing my Masters. I am 5'8 which was average for a campus full of 6 with light hairy chest and visible abs and biceps 💪, still I managed to get one of the hottest chick as my girlfriend.

Things were alright but her clinginess on everything was getting a little overboard and maybe, we needed a break so I called it off which for all obvious reasons made her mad. 

Well part of me also wanted to explore myself after the football finals week. We just won the tournament and was hugging and jumping around the ground when suddenly, Brad, a 6 foot 3, glistening in sweat, hunky build, captain of our team, came closer to me, pulled me aside from the crowd, those big hands on my big but firm butt, planted a small peck on my cheek and said " Congratulations on our win Baby Girl" , with a hidden grin. ( The moment i joined this team, my nickname for our so-called captain was this, which i resented first but then got used to, again symptoms for a pushover. Maybe my big butt or my tendency to please people I don't know but Brad was Brad.) Everyone started whistling, teasing me jokingly on what our cold captain meant, but all I did was smiled.

Just for the background, Me and Brad were alloted the dorm room last week before the finals, just for bonding since we were always at a cross in almost every decisions we made for the team and this was our team's moment to outshine and put a stop to campus's two straight losses.

[ In our dorm, the day Brad shifted to my room ]

Brad: This is the last finals for us Baby Girl, so let's do our best.

Me: (Blocking Sarah as we just broke up two hours ago and annoyed by him calling me Baby Girl) Yeah Brad, our team has practiced a lot so no chance we will be letting the other team win.( Eyes still on the phone, distracted)

[ Brad, throwing his vest onto the bed since he came from the Gym, sweating and pumped up like a masterpiece, coming closer with towel perched on his shoulder]

Brad: Heard 'bout your breakup.. Well do the best I think.

[ My eyes for a time being, moved away from the white screen towards him, puzzled ]

Me: Dude Back off... Just wanted a break. Wanted to focus on our finals. Lot many gals are in waiting list ( Just to make him realize my masculinity, i don't know was it needed but at that moment it was, with all that " Baby Girl " mocks)

[ Him coming more closer ]

Brad: Am I on the list, Baby Girl ?

Me: (Flustered from his word, taken aback a bit) In your dreams cap.

[ It was different. In our locker room, with all those sweaty boys, I never felt anything but the musky smell oozing out from him was different, and his closeness was making things awk ]

Brad: Well, aren't you blushing Baby Girl? ( His lips coming closer to my ear) Wanna join me in the shower? Will show you more of me than your imagination.

Me: [ . Stumbling. My heart fluttered for a bit, my dick heading up for some signal, which I could barely hide]  Fuck off Brad. I am not gay and if I were, you would be the last person I will be fucking with.

[ Brad backing off, moving towards the bathroom]

Brad: Some Progress Baby Girl.. atleast now there is a possibility of you on top of me playing with some real balls.. ( and he winked)

What did he mean... his word kept hanging there for a moment. The moment I registered for the team he was passive aggressively targeting me whenever I am around boys laughing or Drinking together. Initially i thought he is jealous of my bonding but there was something more and I knew before finals... there is more to come from him.