Athletic Support

By Keegan Kennedy

Fresh out of college, Gunner Roth is an optimistic and cocky straight boy on the cusp of manhood. Looking forward to his bright future, the ex-rugby player lands a job at a retail sporting goods store: Athletic Support. But Gunner’s life is hijacked when he crosses paths with Briscoe Cooper, his new boss. And when the older and stronger ex-football coach begins jousting with the unsuspecting younger jock, only one will be left standing.
This work contains bondage, discipline, sports gear and other elements of male on male bonding. Novella is approximately 15,000 words.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Keegan Kennedy
• Release date: Apr 27, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310793394

Keegan Kennedy

Originally hailing from Mississippi, Keegan Kennedy is a writer based out of Memphis, TN. He's a self-described, ‘aging, former sex symbol’ with a kinky imagination. Keegan is fascinated with the natural power exchanges between dominant and submissive males, and his stories reflect that fascination. The fantasies that he shares are full of adventure, peril, bondage, and a dry wit. And he has a knack for uncovering love and romance in the darkest of places. With a tendency toward the melodramatic, he does more than arouse or excite the reader - he engages them.Author of Homecoming: International Number One in four countries: The United States, The United Kingdom, Germany and Canada. Author of Homecoming: International Number One in four countries: The United States, The United Kingdom, Germany and Canada. Author of eBook Number Ones: The Substitute Wife, Magnificent Pretense, Captivated, Ganymede 4, West Texas Rivalry, Taken, The Christmas Bottom, The Party Favor, Stupid Jocks Make the Best Submissives, College Endowment, Who Wears the Pants in the Family?, Saving Drake McKenzie, Heisting Hogan, Half Past Midnight, Crossroads, and Man of the House.

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Athletic Support

By Keegan Kennedy

Published by Kennedy-Empire Media

Copyright April 2015

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Athletic Support

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Athletic Support

I’d just graduated from college—and at twenty-two—I’d already gotten my first real job.

About a month before my graduation from Queen’s Landing University with a degree in Marketing, I was recruited by a new sporting goods retail chain: Athletic Support. Retail hadn’t been my first choice, second choice, or even a third choice, but I figured the job would be an excellent way to beef up my resume—staying for a year or so, collecting the cash and then moving on to something bigger and better. I was to be the Assistant Manager for the Dothan, Alabama location. I wasn’t sure where the hell Dothan was, but for forty thousand dollars a year, I quickly educated myself.

During high school, in my hometown of Olive Branch, Mississippi, I’d played three out of the four sports that the school had to offer: football, baseball, and rugby. The one I’d excelled at was at rugby. Because of my impressive skills as an Openside Flanker, I received a four-year scholarship playing rugby for Queen’s Landing University. It’d been a great ride, but now, it was time to make some money.

Standing almost five foot, eleven, I was muscular and stout. Unlike leaner bodybuilders, I was built for rugby. Weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, I had the robust musculature of a rugby player: round, rock-hard calves, powerful quads, massive thighs, and superior upper body strength. With short, wavy brown hair, blue eyes, and a killer face, I lacked neither confidence nor cockiness. And—in contrast to most dudes that attended QLU on sports scholarships, I was a hundred percent into the ladies. Because of my boyish good looks and my five-days-a-week at the gym, I got all the chicks I wanted. I rarely left a bar with less than a dozen phone numbers!

So, the week after graduating college, I moved to Dothan, Alabama. As part of my recruitment, Corporate agreed to pay the rent for my awesome new apartment—a very cool perk that would save me thousands of dollars.

On Monday morning of my very first week, I walked into the store dressed in my best linen Oxford shirt and khaki pants.

There was an undeniable swagger in my step. And my confidence was so high that I expected to rule the whole damn place within a month’s time. After all, I was charismatic, smart, and unlike most of my future employees, a college graduate.

Who was going to stop me?

Passing through the two sliding doors, I looked around the store with the high ceilings, noting the depth of the building appeared comparable to the length of a football field. A boy with a nametag reading Hunter greeted me. Oddly, he was dressed, head to toe, in a soccer kit—blue lycra shirt and shorts, soccer cleats and black socks with shin guards underneath. The kid didn’t look a day over sixteen. I figured he was a high school student, working at the store for the summer. Welcome to Athletic Support! Can I help you find anything? he asked gleefully.

Yeah, bro, I said, towering over him by a couple of inches. I’m the new assistant manager.

Oh, cool, the boy stated nonchalantly, I’m Hunter.

I shook his hand. I’m Gunner Roth. I’m supposed to report to Briscoe Cooper. Can ya help me find him?

Sure, he replied. I’ll take you to his office.

As we walked, I commented as we walked down the center aisle toward the back of the building. "This