This erotic writing combines a lot of my fantasy’s I’ve had for a long time. And I think I need some clarity why they arouse or excite me. Feel free to leave feedback, and thanks for reading.
Part I
The repeat whistle blared once again but our teenage heroes, each beyond the point of muscle failure, could no longer respond. it had been over an hour, an hour of continuous brutal drills and conditioning since coach blew a desperately needed break whistle, three hours since the tormenting drills started after an already grueling day.
With little to no recovery times between the punishing sets, their oxygen starved muscles shifted into anaerobic respiration. Lactic acid ripping through their already torn, aching muscles, accelerating their demise and crippling our sweat soaked teenage football jocks. their limbs, thick and swollen from their hours long ordeal with their veins engorged In blood desperately trying to deliver oxygen to their torn, exhausted and depleted bodies.