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Tension was high, not because they just qualified for the FA Cup final after beating Sheffield United in what seemed an easy semifinal, but because it was something that had been building up in the air between them.
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It started with Jack asking Julian for a picture to post on his social media after kicking out Bayern in the UCL. They were coworkers at most, language barrier, a slight age difference and Jack being more established in the club played a huge role in their relationship stance even though they did share those adrenaline rushed hugs on the pitch after one scored a goal. So it was a bit of a shock when Jack slumped down on the bench beside Julian and pulled up his phone.
“Wanna take a pic Juls?” Jack said with his lazy smile and Julian is just a guy, so he let himself be wrapped by the other's arm, leaned in and smiled.
“Look at u bab, all handsome and that” and Julian can only let his cheeks darken as Jack puts his hand on his thigh and shakes it softly while showing him the phone. Then the hand is gone along with Jack getting up to bother Kevin or whoever and Julian is left there sitting on his own feeling like that place in his tight is red and burning even with the warmth gone.
After he gets to the hotel, safely in his bed fresh and showered he sees Jack posted the photos and the one of them alone over Twitter. He likes seeing the comments wondering how they got close or how the interaction happened. He smiles, sends a small message to his family’s WhatsApp group, locks his phone and closes his eyes.
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On Friday he casually catches him staring while Ruben did his best to translate an exercise in Spanish the coaches had just explained for Julian to understand. Jack can see how Ruben’s efforts are actually in vain because the younger’s eyes are on him and his movements and so is his attention.
Jack goes over to them and startles Julian, who was still with his eyes on the spot he just left lost in his mind, by putting his hand on his lower back and grabbing Ruben by the shoulder.
“Alright lads?” He’s friendly but mostly he is curious, like Julian is a shiny new thing he has discovered under a rock and wants to push and push until everything is revealed.
“Hi” Julian says softly, he is not a talker, at least not in English yet, because he has seen him talking Gomez's ears off once or twice.
“Hi Jacky i was just explaining the jump thing the coach wants us to do after the run to Juli can you show him? I got to go to John” Ruben asks after making eye contact with a waving hands John trying to get noticed.
“Yeah, come here babs” he signals Julian to move to the position. “So you are there right? After the run you jump but at the same time with your partner like you would when you try to get a header you get me?”
“Like push the other?” Julian asks.
“Yeah, hold on lets try it” he says going backwards to gain some running space “go a bit back and run when i say ‘go’ and we jump on this spot”
“Okay” Julian says mostly to himself, he’s nervous, he's been since Wednesday where something woke up inside him, maybe he always found Jack attractive but every person on this planet finds him handsome like that, now it's more than that. It's the way simple touches have been making his body react as if he has never lived a hot summer in Cordoba, he fears he might want more and to touch too. So he does.
Jack says ‘go!’ and they run jumping and bumping their chests together letting out a laugh because Julian might have put too much force on the jump and they stumble when they go down so he grabs Jack's left arm and chest to pull him back steadily on his feet.
“Thanks Prince Charming” Jack exclaims, throwing a wink in his direction. And, of course, Julian blushes and gives him a shy smile while telling him to stop.
“You are so cute getting all flustered like that Jules” he puts a hand on the younger’s cheek and squeezes it earning an elbow to the stomach and what probably is the hottest cutest angry face Julian could have given him.
“Basta, don't treat me like that” Julian whines while he tries to find the nearest ticklish limb he can reach of Jack’s.
“Ow, wow, okay okay i got it stop now” Jack managed to blurt out between laughs. “I didn't imagine you all touchy like that Juls i must say i'm pleasantly surprised”
“Sorry” Julian takes his hands away from the older man as if he touched fire, head going back to the context they are in and that there’s still not that closeness he has with others. ‘Pleasantly’ he will have to remember that one to ask his English teacher what it means.
“Don’t apologise, i really like it” gives him a smile and leaves him, for a second time, a bit stunned.
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Their next encounter is later in the changing room after the training session for tomorrow’s match is over and everyone went to the showers. Julian is staring again, his eyes follow the lines of Jack’s body where he's sitting with a towel around his waist hunched over, absolutely immersed in his phone.
He really likes his legs, he has noticed how Jack asks for tighter shorts for match days because ‘it makes it all feel safer’ he heard the other say one time, he's not complaining, after all he gets to see Jack’s round ass running around the pitch. But he also likes that the shorts don't cover his thighs at all, always riding up when he runs. The first time he actually paid attention to his thighs the first thought was that they were muscular like a racehorse, the second thought was if they would be soft when grabbed or hard as a rock from all the hard worked muscles and the third thought was, albeit he felt guilty for it, how he wanted to touch and bury himself there. In his defence he's alone in a new city in a whole other country with no partner, no friends, no family, he's just lonely, needy and horny.
“You are staring mate” a voice brings him back to consciousness. Everyone else apparently left already.
“What?” Julian shakes his head a bit and looks to the owner of the voice.
“My legs? What about them?” Jack knows he has nice legs, calves are his biggest asset he personally thinks. But seeing Julian so lost in his thoughts with a glint of lust and desire in his eyes while he looked at him makes him want to hear what he thought about them, the thought of what he might say woke something warm in his stomach.
“Nothing… i like them” Julian heard the small tremble of his voice.
“I know you do luv, I was planning on waxing though so that the muscles look more defined you know?” He knows he is pushing but he might be a bit self absorbed and narcissistic so he wants to hear Julian speak about him.
“No!” the tone and quickness in which it came out shocked Julian. “No, sorry no i mean i-i like the hair”
“You do, don't you?” Jack’s smug face wasn’t going anywhere as he got up and walked over to Julian, who was frozen in place like a deer in the headlights, invading his space and gracing the younger's hand.
“You look like you want to touch” he said testing the waters, taking Julian not backing out as a green light. “ do you-”
“Jack! There you are, mate, I was searching for you everywhere. Do you have the conditioner I was telling you about the other day that Ruben liked and you said to me you would let me borrow it?” John spills as soon as he gets through the door spooking the men that were alone in the room and after a large breath he continues “what? Change your faces I aint look that bad? Anyway, do you have it?”
“Sorry, yeah come it's here in the bag” Jack starts to explain to John and Julian sees it as an opportunity to escape so que quickly says bye and leaves.
“Did I do something wrong?” John mutters to Jack who only shakes his head defeatedly.
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The game ended, they won but he feels like he can go out to the pitch and do the whole match and an extension even though he was taken out so Phil can come back from his injury. There’s an itch he can’t scratch that's been bothering since last night when Julian just left.
He could take his time with this, there’s obviously an appeal for him from the younger he could explore as the time passes. But he’s interested, he wants him. And so he gets him.
They are going down the tunnel and before they reach the changing rooms of the stadium he grabs Julian by the wrist and drags him in the slyest way possible to the small room destined for equipment like spare corner flags and all. Closes the door and pushes Julian into it.
“Hi” he smiles looking at the shorter’s agape mouth that was trying to get the air knocked out of him from the slam back into his lungs. “Can I kiss you bab?”
“Mhm por favor” sighed Julian, mouths almost touching, his hands coming around Jack’s sides to bring him closer. The older man is like a heater against him covering his body from what lurks in the shadows of that small dark room.
Jack dropped his head to Julians neck, just staying there grazing his nose slowly on his junctures drawing needy noises from Julian begging to just give it to him. And he does, kissing up from what’s visible of his clavicle to his jaw, lazyly dragging his tongue when he can.
He leaves one, two, three kisses along his jaw and tilts back as if he were an artist checking up his work. Julian has been caressing his back all this time dragging his fingers and trying to reach everywhere he can.
“Jack” Julian murmurs to get the olders attention to his eyes only. And when he does he kisses him, and can't contain himself anymore. He pushes more trying to see how the taller would react. And he’s welcome to the wet heat of his open mouth where their tongues clash a little. There’re silent moans, they need to be cautious, one of Jack’s hands goes to the younger’s lower back bringing their lower bodies together while slipping a leg in between Julian’s.
It gets too much for Julian, he feels like he’s losing control so he grabs Jack and turns them around, now the talled is being pushed into the door.
“La puta madre no sabes lo loco que me volves” says Julian in the older’s ear earning him a whine and a hip thrusting up to get some friction against him. So he thrust back biting the groans out of Jack’s mouth, dragging his teeth against his bottom lip as they kept rubbing their erections against each other's thighs.
Jack gets his hands under Julian’s shirt running his hands over his back and his abdomen, sending chills down the younger’s spine and he softly exhales into his mouth.
It’s thrilling to Jack, it makes him hungrier for more he wants all of Julian.
“Off” he says as a command. “Take this off now” signalling for the shorts to come down and Julian complies, taking his underwear along with it.
“You too” Julian says firmly and doesnt wait for an answer as he’s himself taking the taller man shorts and dragging them down in one pull. “Can I touch you?” He says looking up to him as he was almost kneeling down.
“I've been hard since yesterday thinking about you like this with your pretty brown eyes looking helpless just to touch me” Jack says looking down and throwing his head back.
Julian feels lightheaded, the air thick and hard to breathe, he holds onto Jack’s thighs for stability. They are hard, and fuzzy, and he finds himself obsessed. There kneeling down he grazes his hands in all directions, moves them to the back of his legs and gets the older man whining when they end up under his ass just massaging the meat there. Julian leans in then to the wet heat of his crotch and nuzzles his face on the neat hair around Jack’s cock. A hand comes to rest on his hair not pushing but subtly egging him on and he follows his lead, removing one of the hands that were groping his cheeks to grab the cock throbbing for attention and starts running his hand up and down the length slowly taking in every tiny reaction he gets from the other man.
When he puts his mouth just around the head he is received with a string of words from Jack’s mouth he can't even bring himself to care the meaning of and just tentatively takes his dick deeper and deeper until his nose is touching the hairs at the base and Julian inhales the scent.
He starts to bob his head up and down at a steady rhythm after adjusting to the size inside his mouth, the hand of the older man accompanying his movements until he feels a sharp pull that removes him from the older’s cock and he just looks up at him confused.
“Im sorry love, I was about to come and i didnt want for this to end that quick” Jack speaks with his lazy smile of him while the hand on Julian’s hair drops to caress his face and run his fingers down his bottom lip. And the younger opens a little bit his mouth to take a finger inside, sucking on it lovingly and slowly. “Fuck come here baby, get up” Jack urges him.
julian gets back on his feet and is received by an eager Jack that throws himself to him licking inside his mouth adiccted to the thought of tasting himself on the other.
His neglected cock surges forward colliding with Jack’s waist, he looks like a dog in rut trying to grind against the other.
“My poor Juls do you want to get touched too baby?” Jack says to him and Julian can only moan, throwing his head back and grinding harder until a soft hand wraps around him and starts to move, letting him release a breath he didn't know he was holding. He hadn’t even been properly touched yet he was so turned on he was already on edge while the older’s hand was on him
“Jack, please dios no puedo más ”
“What do you want, baby?”
“Kiss me. Close” Julian managed to let out in between silent moans.
“Spit” Jack said as he held the hand that shortly abandoned Julian’s dick to his mouth and Julian spat not even giving himself a chance to overthink it, so did Jack as he lowered the hand to both their cocks and started to rub them together getting as close as they could putting his other hand over Julian’s neck and bringing him up to share a heated kiss that became just both of them breathing hot air into each other’s mouth and swallowing their noises when they got close to their climax.
“Please voy a acabar” Julian moaned as Jack fastened the pace, both of them started to thrust into the wet and messy hand, both uncoordinated just trying to reach their own pleasure.
“Fuck” Jack groaned as he spilled all over their shirts and floor, Julian soon following with a cry and slumping down on Jack nesting his head on the older’s neck.
They stayed there like that for a while trying to get their breathing back to normal and collect their pieces.
As they became conscious of their surroundings again they started to hear the murmurs outside the door and actually pay attention to them.
“Have you seen Jack?” “ I’ve been calling his phone but he’s not picking up” “Mate where the fuck can he be”
“Oh fuck me” Jack says as Julian just watches how he picks up one of the discarded shorts on the floor and puts it on.
“Jack, wait… your shirt” he says pointing out the ropes of cum on Jack’s shirt and probably his too.
“Thank you angel” Jack says as he leans in to give Julian a peck on the lips then removes his shirt bunching it all up in his hand. “Duty calls, but wait for a bit here then come out okay? We will talk about this and i loved it and i want more please dont get any stupid thoughts about this okay?” And Julian just nods trying to push him out the door with a beautiful pleased smile.
And as Jack's about to go through the door Julian sees it.
“Jack tenes el orto afuera” he says trying to hold his laugh.
Jack just turns around and laughs because he sees Julian laughing and says “what?” And finally leaves. With his ass out.