"Anon! Rainbow Dash! Care to tell us why you two have been slacking off today!? Did I say you guys can half ass it?!" Coach screamed as we were getting called out for not giving the effort he was used to. Yea, we were half-assing it, and for good reason.

"We were saving energy, coach," I answered.

His face turned from annoyance to rage.

"Why the fuck are you two saving your energy for?! Are you guys gonna fuck after practice?!"

Everyone on the team laughed, myself included. Rainbow Dash covered her face in embarrassment. Once her wave of embarrassment passed, Rainbow explained. "Anon and I have a one-on-one match tonight. You know me coach: I have to beat everyone at least once."

Coach still was not amused. His eyes were saying he was buying none of it. But, they did soften up after he tossed a ball to Dash.

"Everyone get some water and take a seat. These two are gonna play their match here and now."

The rest of the team and the coaches took a seat on the benches. They were ready for the showdown of the two starters. One coin toss later I was starting off on the defense. Coach handed the ball to Dash, and with the blow of his whistle, the match began. Rainbow always had speed and agility, so having her race past me the first time was not surprising.

It was after the second or third time where It was getting frustrating. Her biggest strength was just to shoot layups past me. I was afraid of getting physical with her, because I could of easily demolished her if I tried. That was where my biggest strength came in. Where she had to physically move to get points, all I had to do was to shoot from anywhere on the court. I was almost a foot taller than her (5'3 and 6'0), so field points were a breeze.

Everyone in the stands watched on in silence, save the occasional cheer where there was a basket from us. Coach was on the sidelines screaming at the both of us. Trying for us to get better.

Eventually, he stopped the game for a water break. Coach dragged Rainbow aside and looked like he was coaching her, telling her what she needed to do to win.

"Anon, what the hell!?" Mase asked.

"Huh?"

"You's need to get physical with her, you's stronger!"

"Do I really want to steam roll RD every time she attacks?"

"Yes" Coach answered from behind us. "Anon, It doesn't matter if your opponent has a vagina. Your opponent is your opponent and you will show no mercy, or else you can warm the benches. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"

"Yes, Coach," I answered.

"Good. First to a 2 point advantage wins it," he said as I made my way to the court. Dash was waiting on defense for me.

Instead of waiting for me to make a mistake, she became aggressive, and attempted to reach for the ball, and every time she tried I moved it out of her reach. She reached in and I moved it away, but she did managed to feel up my member with her forearm. I knew she felt it because she looked a bit flushed. The play continued, but ended in a rim shot. She grabbed the ball as I ran to her to play defense. I became more aggressive as well, my body was pressing on her, my now half-hard rod pressed against her soft bottom, which in turn Rainbow looked a bit flustered some more. I took that opportunity to reach over her to grab the ball, and was met with her right breasts and the ball. She was still dazed from feeling up and getting felt on.

It was a quick layup and I took the advantage.

Rainbow was just dazed and sweating ... well it wasn't just because of her movements.

Has she never felt a cock before?

Rainbow got the ball for her shot to tie it up, almost the same result happened. My member was pressed against her, but she seemed to keep her focus, even giving me a small elbow on my rib as she slowly fought her way to the basket. I continued to reach in, but her quick hands kept the ball away. One of my attempts managed to grab a handful of her crotch. She was wet according to the liquid in my hand, and the fact it was more slimier than regular sweat.

She tried for the layup. All I had to do was the slap the ball out of the air, which was effortless.

I walked towards the basket, with the ball, dribbling it as casually as I can. Rainbow was waiting for me with bent knees and open arms. Her hair was down, her eyes screamed determination. She was drenched in sweat and I guess vaginal fluid?

Rainbow is a squirter? Makes sense to me.

The casual walk turned into a full run towards her. She started to shuffle back, buying time for a chance to strip the ball.

Gotcha.

I stopped just outside the 3 point line and prepared to make the long shot. Rainbow ran towards me and jumped, hoping that maybe a fingertip would knock the ball off its trajectory far enough to miss. Not only did she fail to get a fingertip in, we crashed into each other mid-air. I held her as my back slammed hard against the hardwood with a loud thud. The pain turned into euphoria as I watched the ball whoosh seamlessly into the basket, solidifying my win. The entire bench went wild from the shot, with Masse and company coming to pull me out of the floor. Which I really wished they hadn't.

Rainbow was on top of me, and her face said it all. Her hands were on my member, my right arm was cupping her b-cup breasts, my left was grabbing a handful of her womanhood. It wasn't skin, but was mesh type athletic wear, but it didn't matter. I wanted to do her right there and then, while everyone watched. I had a feeling she wanted to do the same.

"Alright you two, get off each other." Coach ordered. "School cant afford cleaning the semen stains from the wood."

The crew pulled Rainbow off me, and then helped me on my feet. Rainbow and I came close to hug, I'll admit she was good.

"Impressive." She commented with a whisper.

"My junk or my game?"

"Take your pick."

Author's Notes:

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