Saturday, Old Warehouse, 8:30 A.M...
It was a mild day in New York. No rain, thank God. Normally Shane would be sleeping in but not today. He felt like getting a workout in. The playoffs started next week and he wanted to be in the best shape possible. No more junk food, constant sets of push ups and sit ups whenever he had the time, all of that was in the name of preparation. Now, he was in that abandoned warehouse him and Seth used as a personal gym sometimes. The boy had his shirt off, hitting the punching bag with all of his might. He'd been in the place Seth had once jokingly called, "The Performance Center", for a little over an hour. Sweat dropped from every area of his body. With each punch, the veins in his neck and arms bulged slightly. As a result of his participation in football, Shane had developed some muscle tone. He was really close to having full blown abs. He wasn't as scrawny as he was a couple months ago and he was proud of it. Even his dad had taken notice. Once while he was coming out of the shower, Kevin passed by and looked his son up and down before giving a nod and a smile.
"Finally tryna to get ripped like your old man, huh? Nice. Just keep at it and you'll get there. I'm proud of you son."
Those kind words from his father motivated Shane. He looked up to his dad, like a super hero. Hell, in his eyes, his dad was a super hero. He wanted to hear him say he was proud of him again, and he couldn't think of a better way of making that happen than winning the State Championship. So, in order to achieve this goal he set for himself, he put 100 percent into every punch, every squat, every mile, and every push up. Just as he was finishing up, he got a phone call. He removed the gloves from his hands and answered.
"Yo, you've got Shane."
Speaking of his dad, the elder Price is the one who phoned him.
"Hey, boy. Where are you? I just got home." Kevin asked.
"Oh, uh, I'm at the abandoned warehouse a few blocks away from the house. I'm just getting a workout in. Sorry, I should've given you a heads up."
"Nah, don't be sorry. I'm glad you're working on yourself. My only thing is, why that old dump? What, did you transform it into some sort of makeshift gym?"
"I didn't, but my friend did. His name's Seth and he's the quarterback, along with the captain of the team. I came to him when I first started cause I wanted to build some muscle for the season. He's the one who told me about the warehouse in the first place. Said he didn't feel like paying for a gym membership so he went ahead and made his own personal gym. He lets me use it whenever I want. Sometimes we work together. It's really helped with my physique."
"Yeah, I noticed son, and like I said before, I'm proud of you. I'll have to meet this Seth fella. You know, say thank you for whipping your scrawny ass into shape." He joked.
"Haha, very funny." Shane responded snarkily.
"I know, I'm funnier than Eddie Murphy in his prime. You know, before the Shrek movies. Anyway, I need to tell you, I'm only stopping by to grab a few things before I head out again. Boss is paying me extra to watch over his daughter while he takes care of some business. I'll be back probably by early tomorrow morning."
Shane laughed.
"Wow, you went from bouncer to babysitter within 3 months. What a fall from grace."
"Yeah, yeah. Keep talking shit, kid. This "fall from grace", is gonna put extra food on our plates. And don't get it twisted, just because this is happening today, doesn't mean I'm not still a badass."
"I know, dad. You're the real baddest man on the planet yadda yadda."
Kevin flexed his right arm, even though no one was around to see it.
"That's right, boy! Fuck Mike Tyson!"
"You're insane, dude." Shane remarked.
"You're not exactly the most screwed in lightbulb either bro, watch yourself. Anyway, I left some money on the kitchen table in case you get hungry. You know the rules, don't break anything, and-"
"Don't burn anything, got it." He finished for his father, since he'd heard those words a million times.
"See, you're not as dumb as you look. Bye, Shane. Love you buddy."
"Love you too, dad.''
The boy decided it was time to go home. He was gonna take a nice shower and then probably go back to sleep. He took a giant swig of water from the gallon he had brought with him before pouring the rest of it over his head in an effort to cool down after the strenuous exercise he had just taken part in. Tossing the empty jug to the side, the teen threw on the red hoodie he had worn on the way over there and then headed back to his house.
Meanwhile...
Alexa had just woken up, and as soon as she did, she wanted nothing more than to just pull the covers back over his face and go back to dream land. It was her day to throw out the garbage. Even though it felt like almost every day was her day, considering her mom and dad would leave for days and sometimes weeks at a time. However, her parents were gonna have a fit if she didn't do it, so she dragged herself outta bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up a little. Even for tasks as miniscule as taking out the trash, Alexa Bliss refused to leave her house looking less than presentable. She applied light makeup, brushed her hair, and brushed her teeth. After looking in the mirror and feeling satisfied with her appearance, she went back to her room and put on a pink hoodie with blue jeans with some rips in them. She thought about waking her parents up, but went against it. The petite princess made her way downstairs to the kitchen where the trash was. Reluctantly, she grabbed the large bag and slung it over her shoulder, struggling to carry it out of the house. She managed to get outside, but had to drag it out. As she struggled with the heavy bag, she heard a voice call out to her.
"Ay, Short Stuff! What cha doin over there?"
The girl smiled at the sound of her best friend coming toward her. She turned around to see a tired looking Shane.
"Hey, Price. You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm alright. I just worked out like an hour and a half. I meant to only do it for a half hour, but time got away from me you know?"
Alexa feigned disgust and plugged her nose.
"Ewww, you're stinky. Get away from me."
Shane snorted.
"Says the girl standing by a giant bag of trash."
"Touche, my friend." Alexa responded.
"Speaking of, you look like you're having a hard time there. Need some help?"
The girl nodded.
"I could use some assistance."
Shane bowed to her jokingly and brought out the old British accent.
"As you wish, your highness."
With ease, Shane picked up the garbage. He walked over to the dumpster at the end of the block and tossed the bag in there. He came back with a smirk on his face. Alexa rolled her eyes.
"What are you so cocky about? All you did was take out the trash."
"I did it faster than you would have. You know, I'm starting to think that the only reason you became friends with Big E when you were little was so he could carry things for you."
"Nah, I had Seth for that.''
"Huh?" Shane said confused.
"I told you, that kid was totally head over heels for me when we were younger. Anything I asked for, he'd do it for me."
"Damn. Talk about lovesick. And you used his infatuation with you for your own personal gain?"
Little Miss Bliss shrugged.
"When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. I do kinda feel bad though looking back. But, that was in the past, and no one really got hurt. Except for that one dodgeball incident that I told you about."
Shane cringed.
"Yeah, that sounded like it sucked. Anyway, I've got the free at my house for the day. My dad's out working. You wanna come over? It's been a while since we've spent some time together alone. I miss being able to mess with you without wondering if anyone notices."
"I'm not sure, Price. I think I need some persuasion." Alexa answered with a smirk.
"Fine, I'll cook for you again."
"Great. I'll be over in a few. I just need to let my mom and dad know what I'm doing."
"You gonna tell them you're coming to my house?"
She thought about it for a moment.
"Eh, why the hell not? They won't care."
"Alright then. I'll leave the door open so if I'm in the shower, you could just walk in. Sound cool?"
"Yup. I'm okay with that."
"See you in a bit then."
Shane and Alexa went inside their respective houses and did what they needed to do. Alexa cautiously walked upstairs and into her parents bedroom where they were both asleep.
"Mama? Papa? Guys?" She whispered trying to get their attention. Tyler, her father, stirred awake and answered with a tired voice.
"Lexi? What's wrong?"
"Hey, dad. I'm going to the new neighbors' house."
"Really? I thought you didn't like them."
"Yeah, turns out they're not that bad."
"Oh, well that's good to know. You should invite them over here for dinner sometime."
Alexa smirked, knowing that Shane's not only been in their home, but has legitimately made food here as well.
"That would be a good idea. I'll do it."
Tyler yawned.
"Okay, have fun sweetheart. Be safe."
"Bye, daddy. You're the best."
The girl slowly closed the door back and then left to go across the street to Shane's house. She entered and immediately heard the sound of the shower running.
"Price! I'm here!" Alexa yelled out.
"Okay! I'll be out in a few minutes, just sit tight!" He responded from in the shower.
Alexa sat on the couch and waited for him to finish his business. This gave her some time alone with her thoughts.
"This kinda reminds me of when I teased him to death that one night."
She giggled to herself.
"Yeah, I had him in the palm of my hand. I remember how close I came to making out with him. Truthfully, it took all the self control I had to keep myself from doing it. Now, I wish I had. Fuck, how come Bayley got to have his first kiss? But... There is something hasn't done yet... I think."
She shook her head and blushed.
"No! Bad Alexa! I- I'm not ready to lose mine yet anyway. On the other hand... I don't have to go all the way. Bayley sure as hell wouldn't go that far. Not sweet, innocent Bayley. That's why I'm gonna win. I know how to please a boy. You know what, when he gets out of the shower, that's when I'm gonna make my move."
A few minutes later and Shane was out. He was still a little wet, with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Hey, Short Stuff. I know, I know. I don't have a shirt on. I'll go put on some clothes real quick and then I'll make you breakfast like you wanted."
Alexa stood up and started walking toward him with a suggestive smirk on her face.
"Oh, I don't mind you being shirtless. In fact, I kinda like it."
That statement caught Shane by surprise.
"Huh? But you always... What are you doing?'
The petite princess was now right in front of the boy, and she was rubbing her hand up and down his chest and stomach.
"I'm just feeling you out. You've been working out pretty hard I see. You're bigger than when we first met."
Shane nervously laughed.
"Th- Thanks. I'm just trying to work hard so we win the title this year."
"That's admirable of you. You're always looking out for other people. You helped me. Hell, you're still helping me. I think it's time I pay you back."
"Yeah? And h- how are you gonna do that?"
Alexa leaned in, kissed him on the cheek, and began to whisper in his ear.
"I'm gonna make you feel good."
It was like the world stopped spinning for a few seconds. Shane couldn't believe this was really happening.
"You're messing with me again aren't you? Okay, you win, alright?"
Alexa giggled and ripped the towel off of him, leaving him in the nude.
"No, Price. I'm. Dead. Serious. And it looks like your little friend is pretty serious as well."
Shane looked up at the sky and gulped.
"I don't know what to say."
She pushed him against the wall, grabbed his erect member and smiled.
"Good, don't say a word. Let me take care of you."
Little Miss Bliss started stroking him at a steady pace. Her soft hand around his cock was a feeling unlike anything he had ever experienced in his life. It just felt so damn good. He couldn't help but moan in pleasure. If he thought Bayley had magic fingers, Alexa had magic hands, period. He felt like he was going insane. Alexa quickened the pace a little, causing more moans to come out of her friend. All the while, she had a lustful look on her face, biting her lip. She liked looking at him squirm and she loved the fact that she was the reason for it.
"You like that? Am I making you feel good?" She breathed.
"Yeah... Fuck. I've never... never felt better."
She upped the ante by pulling her hand away for a second to spit on her hand for lube, and then going back to pleasuring him with that same hand. She was so turned on right now it wasn't even funny. But, she still focused on the task at hand. (Pun intended)
"Short Stuff, I'm... not... gonna last... much longer. Oh God." He choked out.
Alexa kissed him on the mouth to increase the sensation, and suffice to say, it worked. She put on the final touch by seductively whispering,
"That's it. Come for your princess."
Before both of them realized, Shane had reached his climax. He nearly yelled in ecstasy. He barely ever masturbated, so the euphoria was amplified. The boy would've collapsed if it wasn't for the wall behind him. Tiredly, Shane let out a laugh.
"Did... Did that really just happen?"
Alexa kissed him one more time.
"Yeah. You're welcome."
"Thank you. That came outta fuckin nowhere. Get it? Came?"
Little Miss Bliss rolled her eyes.
"You're such an idiot. But what can I say? I like the dumb blondes."
Shane laughed again.
"Well, I must be really dumb and you must really like me. Because that was amazing."
Alexa smirked and thought to herself.
"Bliss 1, Bayley 0. Top that, kid."
A.N: Alright, Flame my friend. It got kinky. You're welcome. Shane finally got some action! It only took almost 40 chapters! Love you guys. See you next time.
