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Earth, As it is in Heaven
By:  Roman Genesis
 

Chapter 22
Replacing Our Desire



    We had won in more ways than I can even begin to explain.  As the Stillwater players slowly drifted back to their bus in defeat, our whole town stayed there in the stands.  It was craziness.  I can't even describe the feeling.  Everyone was chanting and screaming and celebrating and Sebastian was in my arms the whole time.  I finally understood how so many of my players could live for this moment.  It was better than sex... well, almost.  I looked down at Sebastian and kissed him again.

     It must have been more than fifteen minutes before people started to leave.  Somehow, my parents and Sebastian's parents were able to come down to us and congratulate me.  Mr. Reynolds looked happy for the first time in his life.  They hugged me and told me how proud they were.  I couldn't take it much longer.  I think I was afraid I would wake up any second.  This victory was better than anything I could have imagined.

     I looked over and saw Nathan coming toward us through the crowd.  He grabbed me by the arms when he got to me.  "God damn," he screamed over the crowd noise.  "How did you pull that off?"  I started laughing as hard as I could.

     "I have no idea," I screamed back.

     Nathan suddenly leaned over and whispered in my ear.  "You want to come over to my house with the rest of the guys for the real celebration?  My parents won't be there."

     I smiled when I realized what he was saying, but I said, "No, I should stay here."

     I guess he figured out that I wanted to stay with Sebastian because he looked at Shannon and Sebastian and said, "Bring them along.  We'll have an awesome party."  I was so happy.  It was the first party I had been invited to since my coming out and I could bring Sebastian along!

     I told him we would be there and he disappeared back into the mob of people.  I turned around to Sebastian and Shannon and told them what the deal was.  Sebastian seemed a little nervous about the idea, but Shannon absolutely loved it.

     We began to make our way through the congratulatory crowd, making several stops to thank people for their support.  It took us about fifteen minutes just to get to Shannon's car.  We jumped in though and we were soon on our way to my house so I could clean up.

     "I didn't think we were ever getting out of there," Shannon said, checking her makeup in the rear view mirror.

     "That was amazing," Sebastian said, turning to me.

     I took his hand in mine and thanked him.  "I couldn't have done it without you," I said.  I told them how we had basically won the game on blind luck on our way to my house, but of course they said I was speaking nonsense.  They, like the rest of the town, believed it was our amazing ability that won the game for us.  I let them go right ahead and think that.

     We finally pulled up in front of my house and we all went inside.  I quickly took a shower and changed and we all went back out to the car.  It seemed that Sebastian was getting a little nervous, but I told him to just relax.  "It's fine," I said.  "I know these guys."  I hadn't told him about Nathan's confession to me, so I just hoped that he would take my word that we weren't the enemies we once were.

     We finally got to Nathan's house and it looked like the party had already started.  There were dozens of cars outside and people were filtering in to devour the awaiting alcohol no doubt.  A few of them saw me and started hollering victoriously as we walked up to the front door.

     I was a little nervous how Sebastian would handle the whole party scene, but I guess he handled it all right.  He and Shannon basically stayed to themselves and I don't think either of them had anything to drink, but I expected that.  I, on the other hand, had a drink in my hand almost instantly.

     I was a little tipsy when everyone insisted that I make a toast.  I got up on one of the chairs and everyone gathered around.  I was having a blast.  "First of all," I said loudly as the music died down.  "I have to say it's been incredible playing with these guys.  I don't know what I would do without them."  I looked out into the crowd and pointed out everyone on the team that I could, but I stopped when I saw Chad.

     "A lot of you think that it was me that caused us to have a great season, but I want you all to know that the credit should really go to my good friend and teammate Chad Thorns."  He smiled up at me when I said this.  I reached my hand down and he grabbed it gently before I lifted him up to the chair that I was on.  I put my arm around him and screamed, "So I make a toast to Chad and the amazing catches he's made all year long."

     "To Chad," everyone screamed.  I lifted my drink to my mouth and chugged the rest of it and then we both stepped down into the crowd as the music started again.

     "Thanks Trevor," he said still blushing from the attention.

     "No, thank you.  You deserved it," I said, my arm still over his shoulder.  I suddenly looked over to where Shannon and Sebastian were and saw that they were both watching me.  "If you'll excuse me," I said to Chad.

     I walked over to Sebastian and stopped right in front of him.  "That was nice of you," he said slowly.  I sensed some jealousy in his voice, but I dismissed it quickly.  If I didn't make a big deal out of it then he wouldn't either.

     "I really should have thanked you," I said, slipping my arms around his waist.

     "What do you mean?" he asked, finally getting over my toast to Chad and smiling.

     "Our victory was so much sweeter."  I leaned down and kissed him gently.  No one in the room seemed to mind so I kissed him again.  There was nothing left to hide.  Sebastian and I had it all.  Nothing could ever go wrong again.
 
 

     Friday was the last day of school before the winter break started and I was really excited about getting to spend the holidays with Sebastian.  Everything good in my life seemed amplified when he was with me.  I went throughout the day and watched as people traded presents and cards.  I really loved this time of year.

     When school was finally over I went to my coach's office to thank him for all that he had done.  He was the one that pushed to have me become the team captain and I don't think I would have even tried for it if it wasn't for him.  I knocked on his door and I heard him call me in.

     I stepped in and I saw him sitting at his desk.  "Hey coach," I said.

     "Hey Trevor," he said looking up from his work and taking his glasses off.  "What brings you by?"

     "I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done this year."

     He stood up and walked over to me.  "Are you kidding?  I was just the guy on the sideline.  You're the one that made this happen.  I'm really proud of you Trevor and I know you're going to try out for the Varsity team next year."

     I smiled and shook his hand.  "Hey, listen," I said.  "I was wondering if I could maybe use the weight room one last time before the break starts.  I know I won't get another chance and..."  I knew it was closed, but I was like the son my coach never had.

     "No problem," he said quickly.  He went over to his desk and pulled out the keys to the weight room.  "Just remember to lock up and bring the keys back when you're finished."

     "Thanks a lot," I said.  I went out through the locker room and stopped in front of my locker.  This place held so many memories and I found it hard to believe that it was all over.  Until next year at least.  I went outside and walked down to the weight room entrance.

     It was dark inside and I walked over to the light switch and turned it on.  The place seemed kind of spooky without all the noise and activity that was usually going on.  The door slammed shut behind me and I went over to the bench press.

     The memories of my first semester played out as I continued to rotate through the room.  I had just lived the best semester of my life and I knew it could only get better from here now that I had Sebastian.  I continued to ponder these things when I was snapped out of my reverie by the sound of a door slamming shut.

     I let the weights go back to their resting position as I twisted around to see who had come in.  The weight room was supposed to be closed so I was curious to see who had come in.  I saw someone moving through the room, but I couldn't really get a good look at them because of all the equipment.

     "Who's there?" I asked.

     Sebastian suddenly came into view and smiled when he spotted me.  "Hey," I said smiling back.  "How did you find me?"

     I waited for a response, but he just stood there smiling back at me. Something wasn't right here and I couldn't figure out what it was.  Slowly, he walked right up to me and stared down into my eyes.

     "Trevor," he said softly.  He reached his hand out and placed it on my chest, moving it back and forth gently.  "I'm sorry," he said right before he brought his mouth down and kissed me hard.  His tongue was instantly in my mouth as he kissed me harder than he ever had before.  His fingers curled up on my chest and began to move down my stomach.

     "Sebastian," I started to say as his lips came off of mine.  He flashed me a quick glance with his eyes before forcing his mouth back on mine.  He slowly lowered himself down until he was straddling my lap and pressing me back on the weights.  They pressed into my back pretty hard, but I ignored it.  Sebastian seemed ready to devour me and I was loving every minute of it.  There was something about his eyes though...

     His fingers slipped under the bottom of my workout shirt and he quickly ripped it off me, exposing my glistening, smooth skin.  His hands were moving over my body so quickly I couldn't keep track of what was going on.  His hands were moving up my thigh and his mouth was moving down my neck.  The tension in my shorts was now almost to much to bear.  As if in response, Sebastian moved his hips forward slightly so that the bulges in both or pants were pressing against each other.  I couldn't take it anymore.  I began grinding my erection against his through the cloth as he began biting my shoulder.  Something was slowly dawning on my though.  Something about those eyes...

     I quickly tore his shirt off and reached around to grab his small ass and pull him closer to me.  He was now kissing and biting my neck passionately, moaning rhythmically.  I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to.  "Sebastian," I whispered again.

     Without warning his hand dove right down into my shorts and he grabbed my cock hard, sending a tingling sensation of pleasure rippling through my body.  I began to moan and move my hips as he stroked up and down my hard shaft.

     Suddenly, he stood up and I stood up right behind him, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him as hard as I could.  I had never done anything this erotic with Sebastian before and I had to say, it was incredible.  I thought I was going to cum in my pants if I didn't get them off.  I wasn't sure who lost their balance first, but we both fell to the floor and instantly resumed our passionate entanglement.  He looked up at me as I once again brought my dick down on his, our pants still on.  Those eyes again.  Those colorless gray eyes...

     He rolled over on top of me forcefully and continued to hump my stomach, leg, and groin as his fingernails ran down my chest, scrapping off the top layer of skin.  The sensation only heightened the feeling of ecstasy.

     Suddenly, he sat up and looked down at me seductively as he began to pull my shorts down.  It suddenly hit me.  I knew those eyes, but by then it was too late.  My rock hard dick sprung into the air and his hand was wrapped around the base before I knew what to do.

     Right there, on the floor of the weight room, he began jerking me off, sending me off to another world.  I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, moaning for him to continue.  I was going to shoot my load any second and nothing was going to stop it.  I buried my realization as far back in my subconscious as I could.  The muscles all over my body began to strain as I neared.  The sensation suddenly stopped though only to be replaced with one ten times stronger.

     I looked down and realized that my dick was in his mouth.  Seeing him going down on my stiff shaft was too much and I went over the edge.  My body became rigged as pleasure ran from the tips of my toes all the way up my body.  My nerve endings exploded with sensory overload and I reached down and grabbed the back of his head as I pumped load after load into his mouth.

     When it was all over, my whole body relaxed and I laid on the floor exhausted.  I closed my eyes because I didn't want what was going to happen next to happen.  I opened my eyes and the realization came flooding back as he crawled up to put his mouth to mine.  I put my hand up to stop him and a look of hurt crossed his face as he realized it was over.  "Eric," I said softly.  "We can't..."

     Eric stared down at me for another few seconds before getting up and gathering his clothes.  He didn't make a single comment as he did so and walked over to the exit.  I guess I should have said something, but to be honest, I really didn't know what to say.  I don't think there was anything to say.

     As he disappeared into the cold outside I continued to lay there on the ground staring up at the ceiling, exhausted from the long drawn frenzy.

     The horror of the situation was slowly dawning on me though and I sat up as tears formed in my eyes.  "Oh god," I said as I began to sob.  "What have I done..."