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josh didn’t know what to think of this new version of jalen.

he hadn’t seen him this confident up close. he hadn’t seen him this cocky in a team.

so after their win against the jazz for joshs first game back on a team with jalen, he wasn’t expecting him to be pushing him into a corner and kissing him. josh was stunned by how easily they fell back into old routines, but his hands landed on jalens hips naturally as they sloppily made out.

the corner was just barely out of sight from the main locker room area, just teasing the idea of someone seeing them being so dirty with no shame.

they were panting into each others mouths, hands gripping and tugging at jerseys so tight it should’ve counted as a foul, hips grinding against each other without any rhythm. jalen was somehow staying in control of josh, hands staying on his chest to keep him against the wall. josh was surprised at how much he had changed in just a few years.

at nova, jalen was usually the one getting bullied into corners by josh, getting pinned to lockers, getting embarrassed at his boners while josh teased him. now, he was in joshs position, welcoming the new player to the team roughly. between kisses, he spat out degrading words about how nasty he was.

josh was left dumbfounded and huffing, but couldn’t help how his hips jerked up against jalens, chasing the quickly building burn in his gut. jalen found this amusing and used it to his advantage.

“you want everyone to see how easy you are, huh? want them to see that your mine?” jalen gritted. josh sucked in a sharp breath and threw his head back. he bit his lip to cover up his whimpering as he pathetically came in his shorts. he was incredibly easy for jalen.

jalen giggled at the sight of him as his hand reached down to grope him through his shorts. joshs hips jerked, wincing at the overstimulation as he rode out the last waves of his orgasm. his head found jalens shoulder as he whispered out pleads for nothing exactly.

startling them, deuce called out for jalen, his voice way too close for comfort. jalen peeled himself off josh with little urgency. he turned his head just in time to see deuce turn the corner and spot them.

“what the-” he started, looking at the mess that josh was. confusion quickly got replaced, as he glanced down to the front of joshs shorts, with horror and disgust brushing onto his face. he quickly averted his eyes and turned around. he grumbled something about class while jalen laughed.