EP2 | The Rugby Captain's Secret (Patreon)

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

He was already in my dreams; I had only seen him that one time, but every night since, I would dream about him. His piercing eyes gazing down at me, his strong arms, that broad chest… I woke up hard as a rock, leaking pre-cum, and would beat off every morning.

Work continued as usual, the dull monotony of my new job meant days no longer held any real meaning. But him, Freddie, he filled my thoughts. I hadn’t had a chance to see him again yet. The team practised regularly at the centre, but Lee always kept me busy, herding me into random rubbish jobs far from where they were. 

Lee was married, but I suspected he was gay or at least bisexual. I would sometimes catch him looking at me, almost leering. Occasionally, he made comments that seemed somewhat flirtatious and definitely offensive. Once, he made me clean the men's toilets, and I was bent over scrubbing the floor when I felt like someone was watching me. I looked around to see Lee standing behind me, staring down with a strange grin on his face. 

“You alright?" I’d asked.

“Just checking you're doing it properly," he replied, then he slowly walked away.

It gave me the creeps, but I needed this job. If I lost another one, I swear my parents would kill me. There weren’t many options for work in this town, so I could tolerate my creepy boss. 

Apart from Lee, this job was alright. It was dull and not what I planned for my life, but for now, it would do. And there was Freddie; I had only seen him that one day so far, but he already made this job worth it.

Finally, nearly a week after I first saw him, I got to see Freddie again. I knew the rugby team was in, but I had to stay at reception because Lee said he had important work to do in his office. I was pretty sure he just went in there to watch porn for a few hours, but at least it meant I was away from him and could sit at reception. Still, I was dying to go and check out the rugby team on the pitch. There were some other staff members at the centre, but on a Thursday afternoon, it was quite quiet, so it was just Lee and me.

I was so horny, just knowing Freddie was nearby, all sweaty and muddy from playing rugby. I was so distracted I didn’t even notice when Lee came back until he was nearly standing over me.

“Most of the bookings are finishing up now, so go have a sweep through the sports hall and gym, and then I need you to mop the changing rooms before we close up,” he said, looking down at me.

“Sure thing," I said, getting up and heading off towards the sports hall.

I did my rounds through the centre, and only a few people were still working out, so I told them we would be closing soon. I went out onto the fields, bought the rugby team a drink, and finished up before heading to the changing rooms; they would be heading out soon, so that would be another day of not seeing Freddie. Though I knew he would be in my dreams that night.

I made my way back to reception, hoping I might catch some of the rugby lads heading out, at least. Well, Freddie, I just wanted to catch a glimpse of Freddie. When I arrived, Lee was holding his bag and some keys.

“Want you to lock up alone tonight. Been here long enough, and I gotta get home. Here are the keys, and the instructions are in the blue folder. If there are any issues, just work them out. Make sure you mop the changing rooms and confirm everyone has left before you lock up,” he said as he handed me the keys.

He gave me a stern look and said, “I’m trusting you, don’t fuck this up.”

Then he turned and walked away.

Fucks sake. Typical Lee. I was glad he was going, as I prefer not being around him. However, I hadn’t been properly trained to lock up, and he was just giving me the keys, expecting I would do it. If I messed this up, I’d probably get the sack. I went over to the desk and found the blue folder with the opening and closing procedures. I looked through it, and it didn’t seem too bad.

 “Ok, you’ve got this, Tom," I said to myself, trying to boost my confidence.

Now Lee had gone, so I could at least listen to music while I worked. I grabbed my headphones, put them on, played some upbeat tunes, and headed to the cleaning cupboard to get the mop and bucket. I filled them up and then made my way to the changing rooms. I went in and looked around; everything seemed empty, and everyone was gone. I started mopping the floors while listening to my music, oblivious to everything around me. 

As I headed towards the showers, I was startled to see steam rising. Someone was still here. Fuck, that's annoying. I just wanted to get this over with and go home. I paused my music, and now I could hear the sound of water running. I peered around the edge of the wall, hoping to see who might be there.

The stall at the end of the corridor was occupied; I could see through the gap in the doors that someone was inside. My heart was pounding now; this felt quite daring. I knew I should go and wait for the person to finish, but I found myself quietly creeping towards the cubicle. As I got closer, I could see into the shower much more clearly now, and I saw a muscly, strong back through the crack, and a rock-hard ass. Seriously, this guy had a dump truck and thick thighs. As I looked, he turned, and I saw his broad chest and abs that tapered down to his V-line and then…fuck.

A thick, hefty, meaty cock…

Which was as hard as a bloody rock and was gripped by a large hand stroking it up and down.

I was genuinely stunned by the size of this cock. It was absolutely enormous. I've seen plenty of big dicks, but this was on another level. No one could handle that thing. It would destroy you.  

I’ve never wanted to be destroyed more in my life.

Then I tore my eyes away from that monstrous cock and looked up at his face. It was Freddie. Of course, it was Freddie, with that body of a god and that incredible cock. He had the energy of someone who was packing serious meat.

I couldn't believe I was seeing him naked. I had dreamed about this man for days just from seeing him in his tight rugby gear, and now I was actually seeing him in person, butt-naked. And it was more than my dreams could have ever imagined. I stood there, frozen still, barely breathing, watching as he pleasured himself. He was not rushing; he was leisurely stroking his cock, his eyes closed, and a look of pleasure on his face as the steam from the hot shower surrounded him. It was the hottest image I had ever seen, and the fact that I could only glimpse part of him through the crack made it even hotter.

But it was so risky. If he caught me, I would be dismissed. Spying on customers in the showers would definitely get me sacked. But I couldn’t help it; I couldn’t pull myself away. I was transfixed by this view. I knew I might never get another chance like this—to watch the most handsome man I had ever seen pleasure himself was worth risking my job. I really didn’t care; I just wanted to watch.

Freddie wanked his cock, and I heard a faint moan. My cock throbbed in my underwear; I was hard as a rock. I could see his hairy chest, wet from the shower, and his foreskin being pulled back each time he wanked his fat cock. He was perfect, this man was perfect.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and he looked straight at me.

Oh fuck! Totally busted!

I fell backwards in shock and landed hard on my backside, soaking my trousers from the floor. Without looking back at him, I turned around and ran out of the showers, through the changing rooms, and back to reception, where I hid in the back office.

Shit, shit, shit. He caught me. He caught me perving at him. He's going to tell, and I am going to get sacked. Sacked for spying on customers in the shower. My parents will kill me. I am so dead. Fuck, what was I thinking? 

I stayed hidden in the office, too scared to leave. I was so frightened of seeing him again.

After what felt like an age, I heard a noise and peered through the office window; he was walking out. He was fully dressed and carrying a bag, and he simply walked past reception and out the door.

I was glad he had just left, but I was sure he would message Lee tomorrow. Letting him know what happened, and that would be the end for me. 

I locked up and headed home, certain that was my last day at work here.

But when I was home, I couldn’t help thinking of him, seeing him in the shower. I lay on my bed and pulled my hard cock out, making myself cum thinking of his beautiful, muscly body and his fat cock.

Given the choice, knowing I got busted and it means I am fired, I would do it again.

This was a man I would risk everything for.

And soon, I will do just that.