Locker Room Lovers

Troy Bolton and his girlfriend Gabriella Montez were walking down the halls of East High on their way to Troy's car, hand in hand. It was the last week of school before winter break, and also the last basketball game of the week.

Troy, like all the other varsity basketball players, was wearing his white warm up track suit, getting themselves and the school in the spirit, and Gabriella was showing her support for her boyfriend by wearing, light wash jeans and Troy's red practice jersey with his number on the back and also his warm up jacket.

"Did you need to get anything from your locker?" Troy asked Gabriella, giving her barely a glance.

The two had been having an off day, and that's putting it lightly.

Troy and Gabriella had made a deal that no matter what they were doing they would always plan on going to each others after school activities. Gabriella would watch Troy play basketball, and come the golf season, his matches. And Troy promised that he would see all of her scholastic decathlon meets.

However when Troy picked up Gabriella this morning for school, she told him that her Aunt Carmen was in town to visit her sister, Gabriella's mom, Maria. And that they were all going to go out for dinner that night, and Gabriella was going to go with them, meaning that she couldn't go to his game that night.

Troy didn't take to that happily.

"No, I've got everything I need," Gabriella replied.

The rest of the walk to his truck was in silence. Once they reached the student parking lot, Troy met up with some of his friends and chatted for a few minutes while Gabriella sat in the truck. Usually she would talk with Taylor, but she left early today for a dentist appointment. Troy knew that information. So Gabriella got in Troy's truck and read the book she checked out from the library that day.

Twenty minutes later Troy got in the truck and turned on the engine in silence.

"So I'm just taking you home?" Troy asked driving out of the school.

"Yeah, my aunt will be at my house in about an hour, and my mom wants…" Gabriella trailed off that sentence since it was clear Troy wasn't listening.

"Your mom wants what?" Troy asked sharply.

"Okay, what's your problem?" Gabriella asked turning to face him, anger in her eyes.

"I don't know Gabriella, what could possibly be my problem?" Troy said his voice raising. "Could it be that I'm stressed because we're playing West High tonight, could it be that my dad has been kind of harassing me about my pre-cal grade lately and other shit I don't want to be worrying about right now, or is it maybe that my girlfriend isn't going to come to my game tonight when we promised each other that we would always support each other during our games, and matches? Take your pick Brie."

Gabriella counted to ten in her head before she responded. She knew that Troy had the right to get upset, but he was starting to act a little childish. "I told you I was sorry, I asked my mom if I could go to the game, and she said that Aunt Carmen wanted to have dinner with the both of us tonight."

"I get that, but how long is she going to be here? Like a week? If I can recall there are six other days that the three of you can go out for dinner."

"Troy you are really being immature about this, why are you so upset?"

By the time that Gabriella asked that, they had pulled up to her house, leaving Troy the opportunity to not answer.

"It's nothing Brie, I just wanted you to go to my game is all, but whatever, I'll see you tomorrow," Troy said not glancing at her once.

"No Troy. Tell me what's wrong right now!" Gabriella said unbuckling her seat belt and scooting closer to Troy to run her hand through his hair.

Troy's right hand went to rub the back of his neck, but Gabriella grabbed it before he could and interlaced their fingers, "Troy tell me," she said again.

"It's stupid and you're gonna think I'm pathetic," Troy said sighing.

Gabriella just looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Troy lifted his gaze up to Gabriella's and said, "You know everything that my dad's been doing lately, stuff with like next year and U of A, and all that?"

"Yeah," Gabriella replied.

"It just seems like its gotten worse in the last few days. Usually he would just ask me if I wanted to shoot some hoops, but now it's like, if I'm not out on the court then I'm slacking off," Troy finished.

"What does this have to do with me going to your game?" Gabriella asked bringing his hand up to her mouth to kiss.

"I need you there because you keep me calm, and keep me from saying or doing stupid things. And I don't want to, but I feel like if my dad keeps up this 'You've got to be more than perfect' idea I will explode at him, and I don't want that to happen," Troy said.

"What about after you told your mom?" Gabriella asked.

"Yeah, she said she talked to him, and he changed for like a week, but then went back to being…"

"…Controlling?"

"Yeah."

Gabriella brought her other hand, the one that wasn't holding Troy's, up to his cheek, forcing him to look at her. "I will ask my mom one more time, if I can go to your game, because I really want to, but I'm not sure she's going to say yes. She's really adamant about all of us having dinner together tonight."

"Okay, that's the best I can hope for, I guess," Troy said, leaning into her touch.

"I love you, and if I can't make it tonight, I want you to kick some… ass." Gabriella said embarrassingly.

Troy laughed leaning in, "I love you."

They both moved in and their lips met in a sweet loving kiss.

It was about 7:08 and that meant that the Wildcats had been playing for eight total minutes, and all those eight minutes had been nervous shuffling, deep breathing, zoning out the noise, and Gabriella was officially going crazy.

If she was this bad not being at a game, how was Troy handling it? Gabriella thought.

"…already got her acceptance letter." She heard her mother say to her aunt, about her acceptance to Stanford.

Gabriella loved her mom, she really did, they had a great relationship. They could talk about anything. Maria confided in Gabriella about work problems, and Gabriella confided in Maria about her relationship with Troy. But it got kind of embarrassing when Maria went to everyone and told them about her acceptance into Stanford. Did the cashier at the local market really need to know?

"Gabriella how excited are you?" she heard her aunt ask her, breaking her out of her thoughts.

"I'm really excited; Stanford's got a great pre-law program." Gabriella replied almost on auto-pilot. It's the same thing she said to everyone who asked her how excited she was. Only Troy knew the real answer to that question.

She was terrified.

Terrified about the prospect of living on her own. Of being the freaky math girl again. Of having to make new friends.

"Gabriella?"

Of not knowing what's going to happen to her and Troy.

But Troy didn't know that part.

"Gabriella!"

"Yeah?" Gabriella asked, again realizing that she wasn't paying attention to the conversation.

"My goodness, what are you thinking about, to make you zone out like that?" her aunt asked laughing.

"Not what, but who?" Maria said.

"Ahh…is it that boyfriend of yours?" Carmen asked.

"No, I'm just tired," Gabriella said not wanting to seem rude.

"Troy's got a basketball game tonight, and Gabriella's upset that she couldn't go," Maria said filling in Carmen.

"Oh, well you should go," Carmen said. "We've got all week to hang out."

"Carmen, he's got more basketball games to play, you're only in town for a week," Maria said, getting kind of angry at her little sister.

"So what? It's clear that Gabriella wants to go, besides you and me can talk and hang out like we did when we were younger. Gabriella it's alright you can go. In fact take my car, and I'll go home with your mother." Carmen said handing Gabriella her car keys.

"Aunt Carmen it's alright…" Gabriella said before getting cut off my Carmen.

"No it's not; now go, before I change my mind."

Gabriella smiled at her aunt, then turned a hesitant glance toward her mother. Maria rolled her eyes before nodding, "Alright, just be home by curfew."

"Thanks mom, thanks Aunt Carmen. I love you both." Gabriella said halfway out the restaurant door.

By the time that Gabriella got to the game, it was halfway through the last period, and the Wildcats were up by four.

Troy wasn't playing that great. Every time he shot the ball it seemed to be a little off, like his aim was a foot off center. He wasn't playing that tough of defense either, which was strange for his type of usual play. He just seemed a step out of system.

During the last minute of the game, he barely got the ball. Every time he did, he passed it up willingly; he trusted his teammates enough. His head wasn't in the game.

Fortunately for him and the rest of the wildcats, the West High Knights seemed just as bad. Probably pre-Christmas break jitters. But when the buzzer sounded the wildcats won 46-40.

After the handshakes, and gathering of Gatorade and warm ups, the players headed off to their locker rooms.

But Gabriella noticed that Coach Bolton pulled Troy off to the side. She couldn't hear what they were saying, but by the way that Coach was waving his hands, and the way Troy was taking it, she knew it wasn't good.

That was when she decided to make her presence known.

"Hey Wildcat," she said walking up behind him, as he headed toward the locker room with his head down.

Troy perked up hearing that voice and as he turned around he saw Gabriella standing there, with a tentative smile on her face. Realizing that she probably saw the conversation he just had with his father, he forced a smile on his face to make her think it wasn't that bad.

"Hey Brie! What are you doing here?"

Gabriella scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. "I came to see you play, but why are you talking like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like you just drank an entire can of Red Bull. Troy what were you and your dad…"

"Brie don't start right now. I have to go into the locker room and change, and I'll be out in a little and we can talk then okay?" Troy asked dropping his façade.

Gabriella just nodded her head, knowing he would open up when he wanted to.

A little while later though, Gabriella was sitting outside of the boy's locker room waiting for Troy to come out. Every other player and assistant coach had left. Only Troy and Coach Bolton were left, but just then one Bolton came out, and it wasn't the one that Gabriella expected.

"Gabriella would you mind taking Troy home?" Coach Bolton asked his son's girlfriend.

"Of course Coach Bolton," Gabriella said nodding her head rapidly. "Is he the only one in there?"

"Yeah, he should be out in a few minutes, he's taking a shower."

Gabriella nodded again, watching the coach leave the gym, and walk to his car.

Gabriella knew it was against the rules, and kind of unethical, but she needed to talk to Troy, and it didn't seem like he was going to come out any time soon, so standing up and breathing a deep sigh, Gabriella headed into the boy's locker room.

Her first instinct was that 'yes, it did smell as bad as everyone says.' Her second was that Troy was just sitting on the bench still in his red uniform.

"I know Dad, I'm going," he said suddenly, hearing the door open and close. But turning around he came face to face with his girlfriend. "What are you doing in here?"

"Your dad asked me to take you home, he also said that you were in the shower, which I can see isn't true," Gabriella answered.

"I'm sorry, I guess he was serious when he said he didn't want to talk to me for the rest of the night," Troy said sitting back down, his back once again to Gabriella.

"Oh, baby. What happened?" Gabriella asked taking a seat on the bench across from him.

"I played like shit, and he wasn't gonna have it. I'm surprised he didn't bench me," Troy said taking off his shirt. "I'm just gonna take a quick shower then we can talk and leave okay?"

Gabriella nodded, but then a thought came to her mind. "What if we talk in the shower?"

Troy had risen and was taking off his shorts, when he paused at her question. "Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?"

Gabriella shrugged, "Yeah, what if I am?"

Troy sat back down again, and took her hands in his, "Why are you doing this?"

"You need a distraction Troy, and I know it's not going to make the problems with your dad go away, but it will take your mind off of it for a while."

"I don't want us to make love just because I need a distraction, you said so yourself, it should always be special," Troy said, not realizing why he would be saying no to this.

"This would be special though," Gabriella said brightly. "You once told me that a fantasy of yours would be to make love in the locker room, remember? Well I'm fulfilling that fantasy."

"Well, if we have to," Troy said laughing.

Then they both leaned in and shared a short kiss before standing up. Once they were both out of their seats the kiss became more intense. Gabriella ran her hands up Troy's chest, up into his hair, and he moaned into her mouth.

Troy's hands moved down to the sweater she changed into earlier, and lifted it off her head. Next came his shorts and her skirt, leaving them both in their underwear.

Gabriella broke the kiss, and grabbed Troy's hands, leading him toward the showers, smiling seductively. Troy could only grin at the love of his life.

"What are you smiling about Mr. Bolton?"

"Just thinking about how much I love you," Troy replied taking off his boxers and stepping into the shower area, and turning the shower on, letting the cool water get hotter. "Are you coming in?"

Gabriella nodded, smiling, as she stripped off her bra and panties in front of him.

Once the water was hot enough for their liking, they both stepped under the spray, still content with just kissing, and roaming hands.

Wanting to move things further, Gabriella pulled back, looked into Troy's eyes and said, "This is your fantasy, tell me what you want."

"I want you," Troy said simply.

"I'm yours," Gabriella responded.

Troy didn't want to let loose completely, thinking that he might hurt Gabriella but in that moment he just needed to escape reality for a few moments. So taking this opportunity Troy leaned in close to Gabriella's ear and whispered, "If I hurt you, you have to tell me."

Gabriella scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean?"

But before Troy could explain, he pushed Gabriella up against the shower wall roughly, his back still getting hit with the water. He barely let her gasp before his mouth came down hard on hers. He brought his hands down to hers and then lifted them up above her head, and pinned them both with one hand. His other hand roamed down her neck, to her chest.

Still kissing he brought his right hand down to start playing with her breasts. Once he paid proper attention to both his hands moved lower, down her toned stomach, to the area that only he will ever touch. His fingers started playing with her folds gently, preparing her for what was to come later.

Having the need for breath, Gabriella pulled her mouth away from Troy's, and leaned her head to the right, breathing heavily. Troy took that opportunity to kiss and mark her neck, while also slipping two fingers deep into her core.

"You like that?" Troy asked.

Gabriella couldn't even respond, but Troy didn't need her to, if the noises she was making were any indication, she was.

Troy kept thrusting his fingers, and added his thumb against her clit, and started rubbing faster. Gabriella started moving her hips against his hand to add more friction, but Troy immediately stopped that by pushing his hips right up against hers, so that the only thing between them was his arm, still touching her. He wanted her to come, but only with him making her, not her helping. He needed this control, after feeling like he was slowly losing it in life; he just needed this moment for control.

Not long after Troy moved his hips against Gabriella's, he could feel her inner wall starting to clench against his fingers, and her clit start to throb. She started moaning and whimpering, anticipating the release she was about to get.

Her eyes squeezed shut and she opened her mouth to scream as she felt that release wash over her body. But right when she was going to scream, Troy's mouth crashed over hers to swallow the noise. Even after she came Troy kept thrusting his fingers to prolong the pleasure.

She was still quivering when Troy pulled his fingers out of her and moved the showerhead to spray water on both of them. The steam around them, making them even sweatier than they already were.

Gabriella wanting to make Troy's fantasy amazing tried to move Troy off of her to push him against the wall, but Troy kept her firmly in place.

"Troy, I want…"

"You're gonna stay there," Troy said roughly.

Gabriella's eyes widened in shock that Troy would talk to her like that, but she then realized he was just caught up in the moment, and that made her excited.

Troy then moved both of his hands on her thighs, and Gabriella knowing what he wanted jumped slightly so that Troy could lift her up against the wall. Gabriella wrapped her legs around his waist, and her arms around his shoulders, linking her hands through his soaking wet hair. One of Troy's hands was holding her up around his body, and the other one moved down to align his penis to her opening. In one swift thrust he was buried deep inside her.

They both let out moans at the feel as Troy started to thrust slowly and deeply. Gabriella looked down at Troy to see him looking directly at her. She brought her mouth down to his to kiss all of his worries away, it was at that moment that Troy stopped his need for control, and moved back into loving boyfriend mode. When they broke the kiss he rested his head on her shoulder and kissed her neck, still thrusting their lower bodies together.

Gabriella's climax was quickly approaching but she needed just a little something extra to get her there. Troy seeming to understand her dilemma moved his hand in between their bodies again and started rubbing her clit in circles. That seemed to do the trick, and her legs squeezed his waist harder, and her walls clenched around Troy's member, almost squeezing the orgasm out of him as well. The splash of water against their skin making the sensation greater.

Gabriella's loud moan and Troy's grunts against her neck vibrated the walls of the locker room as they came together. Moments later they were still in the same position but were happily kissing each other.

"I'm sorry if I was too rough," Troy said pulling out of Gabriella.

"You weren't. That was amazing," Gabriella said moving her shaky legs down on the ground, Troy keeping a steady hold on her waist, to prevent her from falling.

"Thank you," Troy said, kissing her neck before turning the shower off.

"Your welcome," Gabriella said walking toward where her discarded clothes and picking them up. "I'll make sure you repay me later on."

Troy laughed happy that Gabriella could make him feel this amazing even during rough times.

A/N: Hey sorry this is so late. I hope you like this, I'm not really good with shower scenes. Don't forget to tell me other fantasies you want me to write, in a review. Thanks so much for reading xoxo