“Three, two, one…cheezu!” Alicia. D moved closer to her brother Borja, and both held up their medals for the camera. “To the Domenechs, only the third set of twins to both win an Olympic medal on a single day!” “To the team Espana!” Alicia’s arms were so tired that it was an effort to lift her drink. She had crossed the line in the women’s rowing just half an hour before watching her brother triumph from the stands. They...

As the world prepared for The Olympics, a resolution to an inevitable issue was put in place. Everyone knew that athletes were going to sleep with each other. Governments came together and proposed a "Volunteer" program before the actual Olympics. Athletes were to be separated by gender and train for their respective sports in remote facilities where they would also live. To help the athletes with their sexual urges, a "V...

As she stood in the pouring rain, getting increasingly drenched, Celeste thought wryly back to the afternoon three years ago when she had first applied to volunteer at the Paris Olympics. On applying, she had pictured herself handing out medals. She’d imagined that maybe she’d be in charge of sharpening fencing swords or helping the equestrian horses or some other cool role like that. But no. Here she was, holding the umb...

“Yo, Dex. Ain’t no time to be drowning in misery, man. So you couldn’t pull it out. You’re what, eighteen? Barely outta high school and on the biggest sporting stage in the world. Shit. It took me longer than that to finally make it here.” I look over at Jamal, proudly displaying three bronze medals. He’s giving me a confused look, as if I should be happy just making it to Rio. I’m not. It’s not in my DNA to settle. “Two...

If your intention was to escape the roar of the crowd packed into the giant stadium, the best place to be probably wasn’t the changing rooms. But this was the only place Lulu knew where she could find any degree of privacy. Of course, she wasn’t the only one collapsed head-down on a wooden bench, her arms draped over her knees and hands dangling loosely down. Women from events other than hers were slumped in a similar sta...

Dear reader, if you are unfamiliar with the locations described in this story please check out my profile. There is an album of photos taken on the day on which this story takes place. I had two Olympics tickets in my hands. They weren't the greatest seats and it was a morning athletics session of qualification rounds. But that didn't matter. I was going to the London Olympics and I knew who I wanted to take with me. When...

“This was one of the best parties before London,” said the tall, tanned, muscular man wearing a Team USA swimming t-shirt covering only part of his wing like arms. “Yea did you see all the cute little gymnasts checking you out?” the shorter, tanned, muscular man walking beside him questioned. “You sure they were just checking me out, I think they were looking you over pretty good too, man.” The two young athletes chatted...