after the game, FNS gave s0m a hug. FNS fell in the warm embrace of his arms. “it’s ok baby” s0m whispered as FNS's head lay on his strong shoulder, “even the best miss some times” — FNS cried out “i never want to miss you” — s0m whipped the tears from FNS's indian cheeks, licking his wet hand. he pulled his teammate closer. FNS's tears ran down s0m’s shoulder, down his jersey, down to his pants… s0m was petting the head of FNS when he began to slowly slide his hand down FNS's back. he could feel his jersey sticking to the muscles of his immasculated teammate. to his surprise, he felt FNS arch his back when sam's hand slid down the pocket of his pants. “i’ll show you how to shoot from behind” sam roared. FNS nodded his head and raised the stakes “only if you let me show you what i can do to you kitten” — s0m smiled