Hello Ladies and Gentlemen!

After my last post where I asked you for one-off story ideas, I have made good on my promise!

https://www.reddit.com/r/RoleReversal/comments/oe9jgo/rr_story_ideas/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

Big shoutout to u/more-fact and u/mrremy10 for inspiring this story!

IMPORTANT NOTE: This first version contains an erotic ending. I shall be uploading a second version next Monday with a Wholesome and Sweet ending.

Hope you enjoy!

“Bake and Tackle”

The warm scent of bread followed August wherever he strode throughout school. It was as though his family’s bakery had sown itself into the fabric of his red jacket, and was constantly warming some fresh delight for whoever crossed his path. Gus liked to joke that everywhere he went, men and women would drool when they saw him, and yet he wasn’t too far off from the truth. His scent made up for his slightly smaller-than average height, which would often make him difficult to find in a crowd. Those looking for him needed only to follow the aroma of bread and sugar.

Tina was just the opposite of Gus. After an hour of gym class, one could smell a bitter tinge of sweat emanating off her person. One would also have no trouble finding her in the halls of Waltman High, as Tina easily stood a head taller than most of her peers. Despite this, she could hardly be described as lanky. Where Tina’s body wasn’t curvy, she was chiseled and muscled. The smell of sweat was the sacrifice she made to keep her body and mind in prime condition and to keep her position as captain of the football team.

At the moment, Tina was wading through the crowds of hurried students, steadily making her way towards Algebra class. One of the perks that came with Tina’s height (in addition to longer strides and an advantage on the field) was the ability to see over the many heads criss-crossing through the greenish hallway. All kinds of hair and tops of heads floated past and swirled around her: shades of brown and blonde, braids and ponytails, even the occasional baseball cap here and there. Yet there was only one she was hoping to come across.

Tina felt like a fierce jungle cat, tracking down her prey by his sweet scent. Today would finally be the day that she caught him for good. As his aroma wafted to her, she could tell that Gus was nearby, but his exact position was still a mystery.

Tina heard a locker slam shut to her right, and at last her eyes locked on to August’s scruffy brown hair. The Baker was trying to shut his bag after filling it with far too many books, lost in his own world. His obliviousness was so strong that he failed to notice the giantess creeping up behind him. Tina placed a hand on the locker over Gus’ head and loomed patiently above him.

Gus soon turned and found himself face to face with the smirking linebacker.

“Heya Gus!” she smiled widely.

Gus was pleasantly taken aback. “Oh hello Tina!” He chuckled nervously. She was (literally and figuratively) August’s biggest crush. He admired the strength of her personality, and how she put so much dedication into becoming so physically strong. Unfortunately, she was also his biggest customer. Despite Tina’s diet, she simply couldn’t resist patroning the Greene Bakery four times a week for an almond croissant. When she stopped by and flirted with Gus, he ached to ask her out, yet every single time he would tamper his urges down. If she meant nothing by it and was simply teasing him, he would lose one of his favorite customers.

“H-How are you today?” He sputtered.

Tina cocked her head at his greeting, draping her auburn hair over her outstretched arm. Even when surprised, he was polite and sweet.

“Better since I saw you, Baker Boy.”

August could only giggle and stutter a few nonsensical words. This amount of explicit flirting was very new to him. He dared to think that she was hitting on him. Gus futilely tried to cover his red cheeks by putting a hand over his mouth. Tina was loving every second of watching him squirm.

She continued to lead, “Are you gonna be cheering for me at the game?”

August vigorously shook his head. “o-Of course!” His voice cracked. Why was talking to her so hard?

“Showtime.” Tina thought confidently.

She stood up to full height and flipped her hair back behind her head. “Anyway, I was wondering…” Tina gave him her slyest smile. She knew his answer already; the question was just a formality. “How’d you like to go out before I take the field tonight?”

Gus’ heart sank into his stomach. “W-well I’d totally love to b-but I have a shift until 7 today.” His first chance to have something with Tina, and it already started with a complication.

“Hmmm.” Tina pursed her lips. She should have foreseen this. She quickly formed a backup plan. “Maybe I’ll pop in this afternoon.” Why not? It’s how she had earned his affection.

“W-well I’d lov- errrr... It’d be great to see you!” Gus beamed.

The warning bell rang, leaving them with only a minute to get to class.

“Sorry to hold you up.” Tina piped up as she began to saunter away. “I’ll see you!”

“Yeah!” Gus waved, his heart still pounding. “I’ll see ya.”

The rest of the day seemed to fly by in just a few moments, and before Tina knew it, she was on her bus ride home. …

“Do you remember my first time here?” Tina closed her eyes to remember the moment. The table she and August were sitting at had not yet been added to the bakery’s decor, and he was just barely able to see above the register. “I was only a few inches taller than you.”

Gus smiled and looked around his family’s pride and joy. The pastry case had been smaller, there was no espresso machine, and the menu had been far more limited. In just a few years of his adolescence, the Greene Bakery had gone from a mere bread shop to a small cafe.

August quickly turned back to Tina and nodded in agreement. “I still remember you asking me what to get.”

“You were the one who recommended the almond croissant to me.” Tina recalled biting into the fluffy pastry for the first time, how the buttery bread had mixed with the chopped pieces of nuts and almond spread. “I blame you for getting me hooked.” She teased.

Gus chuckled and put his hands up in false surrender. “Guilty.”

They both laughed, taking a second to savor the moment.

Tina reached out and placed hand over Gus’ fingers. Her touch made him shiver a bit. Her grasp was a bit cold and, more importantly, he wasn’t touched very often. Her fingers were calloused, and still a bit green from digging into the freshly-mowed football field.

“The first time we met, you were so shy.” Tina matched Gus’ gaze and looked at his hand. It was red where the ovens had burnt him, and his wrist still had a smattering of white flour. “I thought it was a bit weird at first, like you didn’t like me.”

Gus shook his head apologetically. “I was just taken aback by how…” He chose his next phrase tactfully. “Outgoing you were.”

“You weren’t used to Tomboys.” Tina said jokingly, flexing her biceps dramatically.

“Heh heh, yeah…” Gus smiled. “After a little while I think I started to realize that seeing you made my days a lot better.” He put an open hand under his chin and looked up into Tina’s green eyes.

“Unlike the other people who come in, you talk to me and you really listen. I don’t ever feel like talking to you is just a formality or like it doesn’t matter. I guess…” He looked down at the table as his cheeks began to heat up. “You just make me feel like ‘I’ matter.”

Tina grinned. He was sweeter than any pastry she could buy, it seemed. She slipped her fingers into his, and gripped them tightly. Gus reciprocated as his blush grew brighter.

“And you took my advice about the croissants, which helps.” He quickly added before pretending to look out the bakery’s front window.

“Well…” Tina figured that she owed him the same courtesy. “I think after spending so much time around competitive guys and girls I started to appreciate your attitude a bit more.”

With her free hand, she reached out and softly cupped Gus’s cheek, lightly turning his bright red face towards her. “You aren’t constantly trying to one-up me physically or bragging about your grades. You’re just soft and sweet.”

Gus tried to sputter out a thank you, but again, the words seemed to catch in his throat. He finally settled for a grateful smile, and placed his hand over Tina’s. They were hard, and covered with small scrapes.

Finally, he found his voice. “I’m really looking forward to seeing you tonight.” Gus almost whispered. Tina gave him a knowing smirk. She would need to play extra hard if he was watching. “And….”

“I’m really looking forward to going out.” Gus nodded.

…

The rest of Gus’ shift was agonizingly slow. To his dismay, only half a minute seemed to pass every time he checked the clock. The only bright side to time’s snail-pace was that it allowed Gus to think about Tina, and the kind of gift he wanted to give her. When foot traffic died in the last hour, he set to work making a new pastry just for her.

At last, Kelly finally came by to take the closing shift, and August sprinted home to get dressed. He had only been able to see Tina at three home games this year, and was sadly low on Waltman High paraphernalia. He quickly decided to put on some clothes that at least matched his school colors. Gus was able to scrounge up a bright red shirt that he wore as part of the bakery’s holiday uniform and a white baseball hat. While one couldn’t quite call him a fanatic, he would certainly blend in with the crowd.

With what little time he had left, Gus made the final preparation.

After another small run to school, August arrived just before the larger crowds of students showed up. He used this as a chance to grab a front-row seat for all the action. Before him, the field was green, and the white meter lines were still sharp. The floodlights beamed intensely over the empty metal bleachers, protesting against the setting sun.

After about ten minutes, the bleachers were completely filled with fans clad in red and white. Students shouted to their friends to be heard over the din of the crowd and the thunks of noise sticks.

Tina watched the bleachers fill from the entrance of the locker room, rearing to go. At the moment, the Waltman Marching Band was taking the field, stirring up the crowd with familiar fight songs. The floor beneath her feet shook with each blast of the tubas, rattling her cleats.

Tina and her teammates were almost fully dressed for the game. She felt powerful being clad in her shoulder pads, scarlet ‘4’ jersey, white compression pants, and knee pads. She felt like a warrior in armor. The adrenaline she felt and the thumping of her heart was only increased by her inability to find August. He had surely come, right? He had to be in the crowd somewhere…

“Looking for your Loverboy?” Daya asked, slapping her hand onto Tina’s shoulder and shaking her a bit.

Tina smirked but didn’t turn to face her. “Exactly.”

Daya shook her braids out and grabbed her helmet off a bench. The team began to line up for their exit. “Well you’d better find him quick, cause we’re up!”

Tina’s eyes refocused on the gridiron. She saw that the other team had taken the field, and were lined up for the National Anthem. Their black and green colors seemed to counter her own. Tina snapped back to reality and quickly shuffled over into the line.

As the players emerged from the locker room to deafening cheers and applause, Gus leaned out as far as he could over the metal railing and held out his large cardboard sign.

Tina’s eyes were scanning the crowd when she saw it: a cardboard sign with a message written in black permanent marker.

“LEAVE EM DOWN “4” THE COUNT!!”

Above it, Gus’ face was grinning from ear to ear.

Tina’s heart fluttered at his support. While she was normally not one to break the rules, but just this time she decided to make an exception. She broke rank, ignoring the protests from her teammates, and jogged to the bleachers. Even with the break from procedure, the crowd was still going wild with anticipation for the game.

“I knew you’d show!” Tina shouted up to Gus. He stood just a bit taller than her on the raised bleachers.

“I wouldn’t miss it!” August put his sign down and stuck his hand out to her. She clasped it tightly with her glove.

“Hey! I made a new recipe! Just for you!” Gus shouted as best he could over the frenzied crowd.

Tina tilted her head and grinned. “Meet me in the lockers after this!”

Gus nodded to her, smiling wider than ever.

“Gus!” She leaned up as far as she could, gently grabbing August’s collar and pulling his ear to her mouth. “This game’s for you.”

Tina put both of her gloved hands on Gus’ cheeks and looked into his elated eyes. Without missing a beat, she kissed him as best she could. It was passionate, though not quite picture-perfect. Gus was surprised by her, and could barely react or move his lips. Regardless, time moved in slow motion for that one second, and they savored the feeling of finally pressing their lips together.

Tina broke away and, with a smirk and a wink, jogged off onto the field. The crowd behind Gus was cheering louder than ever at the display of affection, and several of the adjacent boys shook him around with congratulatory elation. August, however, was still in too much of a lovesick daze to notice.

The rest of the game was a whirlwind of jerseys and bodies flying everywhere. It wasn’t uncommon for Gus to catch sight of Tina during the start of a play and then lose her halfway through. The tackling and dog piles were nearly unbearable for him to watch. With every girl that flew into Tina’s stomach and dragged her down to the sod, Gus’ heart would skip and his fists would clench harder.

Tina made sure to give back every hit she took, however. Her ability to guard her quarterback from every threat was uncanny. She was a shield of muscle and might, throwing herself into the fray with all her power. No amount of bodies thrown at her would diminish her performance or weaken her iron-clad resolve.

…

After a stunning victory of 31 to 21, Tina and her team returned to the locker room in high spirits. They shared hugs, threw sports drinks at each other, and dog piled Coach Levens.

After a short while, the locker room cleared of its elated guests, and Tina texted Gus to come in. August himself was rather nervous about how he would look entering a room solely for ladies’ privacy, but the area was surprisingly free of prying eyes. It appeared as though most of the players and students had left in a hurry to celebrate at the after party. Without much thought, he waltzed through a bright red door bearing a skirt-clad silhouette.

August was shocked to find Tina wearing nothing above her waist but a black sports bra. Below, she had only removed her cleats and knee pads.

“Oh geez!” Gus flew back behind the red door, “Are you still changing?”

Tina couldn’t help but laugh at his overly-respectful manner. It was chivalrous, but in a cute way.

“You’re good.” She called. “Come on in.”

Gus slowly opened the door and crept back inside. Tina had shaken her auburn hair out and wiped most of the sweat from her body in an effort to look slightly more presentable. August himself removed his white baseball cap out of some vague notion of respect. It just felt right to him.

For a moment, an awkward silence pervaded between them. Gus drew as close as he could while still being respectful, and Tina stepped a bit closer to him.

“You were really great out there.” Gus broke the silence with the first thing to come to his mind. “I mean, the whole team was good out there, though not to say you weren’t a standout, although I don’t know a huge amount about football so maybe I’m wrong but to me at least-“

Tina stepped even closer and put an arm around Gus’ back and one hand on his cheek, turning his face up to hers. Her hand smelled like used leather and grass. Once again, the scent of sweat emanated from her slick skin.

Tina could feel a change in the air when she grabbed him. Gus’ tensed muscles softened at her touch, and he felt as though he had melted into her hands. His cheek was smooth and pure, like an unfrosted cupcake. His sugary sweet fragrance was like a pheromone, urging her to draw him into her.

“When you kissed me I…” August nearly looked away. The words in his head were suddenly so hard to find and grab hold of. Tina’s gaze had made them elusive, and Gus could only make a meager attempt to put them together. “Can we- Can we do that again?”

“You don’t even have to ask.” Tina whispered as she drew Gus up against her abs and slowly began bending over. “I mean, I didn’t, which I suppose I should apologize for.” She quickly realized.

“Don’t worry about it. I like you, and I liked kissing you.” Gus gave a grin that he hoped would come off as forgiving.

This drew Tina’s attention back to his lips, and she was rather finished with talking. With maybe a bit too much speed, she closed the distance between their faces, her lips slightly parted.

“Finally.” Tina thought as she closed her eyes and indulged in Gus’ shy mouth. She thoroughly led the kiss, deciding when to break apart for a moment to breathe, and when to bring her tongue a bit forward.

August’s mind was alight with disbelief and bliss. “Ohmygod ohmygod we’re actually kissing ohmygod.” He was too stunned by his own fortune to do much beyond reciprocating Tina’s mouth and following her lead.

Slowly Gus lifted his hands up to Tina, wanting to embrace her. With one hand he reached up and lightly gripped her toned shoulder. He lightly pressed his other hand into Tina’s side, as though he was about to waltz with her. At this, however, she recoiled.

With a small grunt of pain, Tina broke off and lightened her previously firm grip on Gus. August glanced down to find that he had accidentally touched a large bruise.

He vehemently apologized over and over again, until Tina calmly put a finger over his mouth. “Too sweet.” She thought. Her reaction had mainly been out of surprise rather than actual pain.

“You’re totally fine. I was just surprised.” She softly released Gus and turned around to show him the full bruise. “How does it look?” She asked.

It appeared as though the purple mark stretched from Tina’s side and faded upon reaching her back, as though a wet paintbrush had been flung at her.

“It’s kinda purple, but not too big.” Gus said reassuringly.

“Can you touch it really lightly for me?” Tina asked. “I just want to know how much it hurts when I’m ready.”

With one finger, Gus slightly touched the sore spot, causing Tina to exhale in pain like before.

“Oh my goodness I’m so so sorry! I shouldn’t have…” He quickly drew his hand back.

“Hey.” Tina turned back, and the lack of harshness in her eyes calmed him. “Could you move just a bit to the right.”

After a calming breath, Gus ran his fingers along the small of Tina’s back, letting them skim over her skin and spine. The slightness of his touch sent a jolt of shivers through her nerves. Tina pressed into his hand a bit.

“Mmm…” The shivers went to her nipples, and she could feel them pressing against her bra. A dirty idea came to mind as she continued to rub against August’s firmly-set hand. “It’s not so bad there. But how’s about this?”

She reached back and delicately gripped both of August’s hands, leading them forward across her bruises, and gently pushing them against her abs. Gus could feel every line in her stomach, every bump of firm muscle. Yet Tina didn’t keep his hands idle on her stomach. Slowly but surely, she guided him to her bra.

Gus tentatively cupped his hands over the soft and smooth fabric. “Uuhmm… Tina?” He could feel his pants tightening.

Tina looked back, enjoying the sound and feeling of Gus’ breaths getting faster. “Why don’t you knead them a bit, Baker Boy? I could use a massage.”

August took the hint, and slowly slid his hands under the tight fabric. He let them rest for a moment atop Tina’s smooth skin. Here, she was soft and uncalloused. Here, she was vulnerable. He paused when his middle fingers felt the tips of her nipples, eliciting a small gasp of excitement from Tina. Gus decided to keep his focus there, and began to lightly stroke her erect nipples. WIth the rest of his hands, he cupped her sensual flesh firmly and began to gyrate his wrists. The stimulation of Tina’s tips and the massaging of her now-sensitive breasts stirred a heat within her loins. Tina lightly rubbed her legs together, sending more pleasure through her groin and spreading her wetness across her compression pants.

Not one to be taken without reciprocating, Tina reached a hand down to Gus’ legs. She could feel the firm lump in August’s crotch, and pressed her fingers against the tip. She lightly squeezed him in time with the movement of his hands. Together, they were like a machine of sexual pleasure, fully synchronized and rapidly gaining momentum towards an orgasmic destination.

If August was lucky in one regard, it was his headstart in their sexual escapade. He had never felt another hand on his stiff member before, and the new sensation was exotic enough to have him ready to blow in record time. If he and Tina had started pleasuring one another at the same time, he would surely have finished first. Now however, he could feel that they were both getting close to spraying their fluids together. The faster he massaged Tina’s bosom and teased her nipples, the quicker she would squeeze and grind her hand on his cock. Their breaths and sighs collided and filled the locker room with a cacophony of erotic moans.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Tina could barely moan anything else. She was thinking and moving solely on instinct now.

“So… close.” Gus grunted from behind Tina’s toned back.

His only thoughts were on pleasing her with every ounce of his being. With her back as a canvas, August kissed Tina’s shoulder blades, and made a trail from her neck to her spine. Tina could feel the love from behind, savoring each wet gift from his puckered lips.

She was on the very cusp of bliss now, and quickened her pace to as fast as she thought Gus could handle, furiously rubbing his rock hard cock through his now-moist pants. After just a few more seconds of grinding into him she felt August buck his hips across her palm, and she knew the loud moan reverberating across her back was one of orgasmic satisfaction.

Gus’ arrival came hardly a moment too soon, as he needed only to squeeze for just a little longer when he felt Tina’s whole body shudder. “Oooohhhh….” She exhaled, grinding her rear against Gus’ lower abdomen as she felt herself finish and soak her panties. She had never been so stimulated before, and her body simply refused to let her feel otherwise.

Suddenly, the impact of her day: the training, the game, and the sex, hit Tina like a freight train. Before she knew it, her legs were turning to jelly, and she was falling backwards. Gus was quite unprepared for the sudden test of strength, and his legs went out from under him in surprise.

“Whoops!” The pair tumbled to the floor, with Gus taking most of the impact as Tina fell atop him.

Tina turned quickly, desperate to make sure that her soft baker hadn’t been hurt. To her surprise, he seemed far from hurt. His arms were still wrapped comfortably around her, and from deep within his belly a laugh emerged.

“Ahaha!” Gus happily cried out. “Oh! That was great!”

“Please,” Tina took hold of his hand. “Let’s do this on a bed next time, eh?”

Gus simply smiled and nodded.

For what seemed like forever, they laid on the floor together, simply kissing and feeling elated.

In the corner of the room, Gus saw where he had quickly tossed the brown paper bag meant for Tina. While he would normally have scrambled up to get it for her, he let it be for now. It seemed as though each other’s presence was more than enough for the both of them.