Football Love : Part 2

“No way” Monica says to me with wide eyes and mouth open. “I know right” I say back to her. “I mean….but no fucking way” she says as the information I give her sinks in. “So John just ended it with Sabrina right then and there? In front of everyone?” Monica says with the biggest shock face she can muster. “Wait did you tell him how you felt?” Monica asks coming back to reality. “No I just said to him congratulations” I say to her as if she will have the answer. “And nothing else?” Monica stares at me. I just shake my head and wonder if John really knew the meaning of the congratulations I gave him.

“So then what could it be? To make John break up with Sabrina like that in front of all those people?” Monica stares at the table trying to figure it out. “You know what this means right?” Monica says looking up at me. I just stare at her “Every girl on campus will go after John….if they haven’t already” Monica says with worried look. I know Monica meant well but that statement rubbed me the wrong way. “Let them” I say looking at Monica straight in the eye. Monica then looks at me puzzled; I don’t know why but the thought that I fell for another straight guy turns my stomach. “He’s straight Monica just because he didn’t make a pass at you doesn’t mean he’s gay” I say almost annoyed. “But Alex…” Monica begins “It’s all right these events are just adding to my imagination that John really wants me when in fact he doesn’t” I say standing up and getting my back pack. “I have to get to class I’ll see you later” I say not even waiting for Monica to say good bye to me.

Maybe I was a little too hard on Monica. Sure the signs are there but that’s what happened the last time. That was the most horrible day of my life, telling a straight guy that I loved him. He practically tore me apart when I said it. It took me almost a year to recover from it. Last time I heard the straight guy moved out of town. I know for a fact that the first straight guy isn’t around town because he isn’t the type of guy to keep quite. I walk to my class and sit down next to Matt who looks at me with a worried look. “Hey Alex have you seen John?” Matt says with concern in his tone. I look up at him and just stare at him. “No one knows where he is” Matt continues. “You mean to tell me no one has seen John in the past two days?” I ask with a hint of concern. Matt just shakes his head and looks at me hoping that I would have the answer.

After the class ended I told Matt that I would look for John. After about an hour looking for John around campus and the football field I gave up. For some reason I thought back to the argument I got in when I told the straight guy that I loved him. It’s those types of argument you wish you can forget but they are always at the back of your head. I could really use a drink and so I headed for the bar nearest to the campus. Due to my partying with the football team the bartender somewhat knows me and greets me with a smile and a hand shake. “Long day?” the bartender says to me while handing me a beer. I just nod my head “You have no idea” I say while taking a sip off the beer. I reached for my wallet “It’s on the house” the bartender says and walks away with a smile. I smile to myself glad that I have a bartender as a friend.

One beer, two beers, three beers. I actually stop counting after eight beers I just wanted to drown out the past. The bartender had to cut me off at one point and when he did I decided to walk back to my dorm. I stumbled out of the bar and into the sidewalk. The bartender came after me and told me that he will call a cab for me. ‘Yeah that last cab ride turned out great’ I thought to myself thinking about John.

“It’s all right Mike I got him” I familiar manly voice came from behind us. The bartender looked back and sighed of relief. “He’s had one too many” the bartender says handing me over to the familiar manly voice. “I know the feeling” the familiar manly voice says. I look up and I guess it’s the alcohol but when I look up I see John holding me with his big muscular arms. The bartender relaxes and walks back to the bar leaving John and I in each other’s arms. Maybe it’s the alcohol but I start to get angry at John and with great effort I push him away. “WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?” I screamed but slurred my words to John. “I just needed sometime to myself” John says trying to grab me so that I can keep my balance. “YOU KNOW I HAVE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU TODAY” I say kind of turning and walking to the direction of the campus. “YOU HAD ME WORRIED ALL DAY FOR YOU AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS THAT YOU WANTED TIME TO YOURSELF?” I say stumbling down into the even side walk. I guess with the anger but relief that I found John (or he found me) I threw up right on the sidewalk. John didn’t say anything he just effortlessly picked me up from the ground and started carrying me to the dorms. I struggled at first but eventually gave into John’s body.

I placed my head on his chest and listen to his heart beat. It was kind of fast almost seemed like he was nervous or something. I was dosing off in John’s arms “I am sorry that I made you worry” John whispers to me. After a while I started feeling better “Not your fault John” I say digging my forehead in his neck. It took maybe less than ten minutes to get to my dorm room. John gently placed me to my feet and I unlocked my door. John was about to leave “Wait…” I say almost a little too loudly. “Stay…please stay with me” I say without thinking of why I said it. John smiles at me and walks into my room. I close the door behind me and we stay looking at each other for a while. I smile back wondering why I invited him to stay when I clearly got drunk. I quickly excuse myself and headed for the shower. I gave myself a good rub down and brushed my teeth along the way.

I really didn’t expect anything to happen tonight between me and John but I didn’t want to go to bed smelling like puke. After I was done I put on some shorts and a t shirt and walked back into the room. My heart skipped a beat and my cock was in danger of getting hard. John was in my bed shirtless and with his hands at the back of his head. He had his eyes closed so I had time to make it look like I wasn’t checking me out. ‘Snap out of it he’s straight’ I kept telling myself over and over again as I made my way to my bed. John must have noticed me looking at him because he opened his eyes. “Sorry” John says and scoots closer to the wall. My bed is not that small it can easily fit two people in it. John takes his left arm from the back of his head and pats it next to him. I smiled knowing that John wants me in my bed ‘SNAP OUT OF IT’ I yell inside my head. I got under the covers and quickly glanced over at John’s lower body. John had only his boxers on and now my dick was slowly hardening.

Before John could say anything or I would do something stupid I turn my back on him. “Good night” I say and closed my eyes. “Good night” John said back with a hint of disappointment. It bothered me for a while that John sounded disappointed maybe he was mad at me or something. Before I knew it I dosed off into sleep. It was maybe around two in the morning when I could feel something on the side of my stomach. I took in a deep breath and opened my eyes ever so slightly. My heart started pumping faster as I saw that John had his right arm over me. We were facing each other and John’s face wasn’t too far away from mine. I just stared at John looking to see if he was awake but he looked sound asleep. Maybe it’s a natural reaction, maybe he slept in the same bed with Sabrina or maybe he did this on purpose. My mind was racing with ideas as to why John had his big muscular arm on me.

My breathing became uneven but I just stayed looking at John. ‘Just what if?’ I kept telling myself. ‘What if John really wants me? What would be so wrong with that?’ I told myself over and over again. Without thinking I moved my head closer to John’s. Not close so we are touching but close to feel each other’s body heat. I then close my eyes just in time as John was opening his. I knew he wasn’t asleep he just wanted to see how much he can push the envelope. To tell the truth it was actually kind of cute how John did it.

A couple of minutes pass by until my heart beat faster. John moved his face closer to mine touching his nose with mine. I could also feel his body move closer to mine as I feel the sheets move and his body heat against mine. I must have looked stupid my breathing uneven, my heart beating fast and my eyes closed. I then moved my hand up to my chest and the back of it was touching John’s chest. I loved the way his skin feels. Soft on the outside I pressed a little on his chest and it was hard full of muscle under his skin. I then hear John give a chuckle to himself knowing that we are both awake. My heart was beating fast that maybe I was close to having a heart attack. I then decide to open my eyes it was clear both of us were awake. I see John’s blue eyes look into mine. The world seemed to slow down and it was just the two of us.

John was probably waiting for me to make the first move. So after what seemed like hours of just staring at each other I moved in closer. I was about to touch his lips with mine “Stop” John says and pulls back. “I’m sorry…” I begin to say but don’t know how to end the sentence. In reality why do I have to be sorry he’s the one who made the first moves. Its weird how I went from nervous, to exited, to confused and then to anger. I swear all straight boys are the same. They just want to see how far they can go with a guy until they freak out and pull back. I was about to kick John out of my room when he does something that stops me.

John grabs my hand that’s in between us and holds it ever so gently. “I’m the one who needs to apologize. I just need some time to wrap my head around all of this” John’s manly tone echoes through the room. “I did break up with my fiancée not too long ago. I also wanted to thank you because you’re the only one who hasn’t asked me why I did it” John smiles at me. In reality I haven’t seen John that much after the day he dumped Sabrina that day. I actually wanted to ask him that but I got drunk and the rest is history. “She cheated on me but the person she cheated on me with hit me by surprise” John says with a hint of pain. I really wanted to ask him who she cheated on him with but I don’t want to push him too far. After all I’m probably the first person he tells on why he broke it off with Sabrina. “I like you Alex” John interrupts my thoughts. “I know that I want to be with you but…” John doesn’t know how to say it. “I just need some time to wrap my head around this.

I mean you been a guy and all I just want some time” John says fumbling his words. I know that the fact that I am a guy isn’t the only thing that’s stopping him from been with me. “You’re football career” I say in a whisper but John heard what I said. “I know it seems stupid but…but it’s all I have. It’s the one thing that I am good at and enjoy doing it” John tone is soft almost as if he’s waiting for me to kick him out. It’s really times like these that I hate the world of machoism. Here I have this really nice and hot guy who is the quarterback of the campus telling me he likes me. But we can’t be together because if people knew he was into guys his career as a football player is dead.

I know a regular gay man would not accept these terms. I know that a gay man would rather love his partner in the open than to sneak around with him. But yet how can you when the rest of society is against you. Sometimes you can’t beat society rules no matter how spirited you may be. It’s just how the world works and it’s not fair. However I see it more of the glass full kind of scenarios. The quarterback is telling me that he likes me. The quarterback the guy who can get anyone he wants, some people hotter than me, is telling me he likes me. If sneaking around with him for the time been is what I have to do to be with him than bring it on. I’m sure we can find a way to make this work one way or another.

John looks at me with a surprised look as I understand where he’s coming from. The best part is there is truth in his eyes when he tells me he likes me. After all he didn’t say he would have to keep this relationship a secret forever. “Okay” I say smiling to John. “Okay?” John says back with both a surprised and puzzled look. “Yeah. I understand what you’re getting at. If you need some time to wrap your head around all of this than I’ll understand. I know about what’s at stake if we really go there. I just want you to know that I’m not going anywhere and I’ll be there by your side” I say playing with John’s fingers with mine. John takes a sigh of relief and a big smile comes across his face. John then comes closer to me and kisses me three times. Well it’s more of three pecks on the lips. I guess it’s a start when the real first passionate kiss comes. I just couldn’t believe how soft and strong his lips where against mine. Those three pecks on the lips where just amazing. I really couldn’t wait for our first real kiss because if John can make my knees weak with three pecks I wonder how I would feel when it comes to a real kiss.

John places his forehead on mine still with his huge smile. “Thank you” John whispers to me. I place one of my hands on his chest and feel his heartbeat. John’s heart was beating so fast just like mine. I guess John thought that this conversation was going to end badly for him. Or maybe he was just nervous on telling me there has to be restrictions on a relationship that hasn’t even started yet. “Thank you” John says again to me in a whisper. John then buries his head on my neck and wraps his muscular arms around me. “Thank you” John says to me as I feel his breath on my neck. John grips a little more tightly on me as he gently kisses my neck. I wrap my arms around his neck and stroke his hair. A couple of minutes later John is snoring softly into my neck. John is still hugging me tightly almost afraid I will leave him. I kiss the top of his head and close my eyes as well. Score another point for the regular Joe’s.

Part 3 coming soon……..

**********Please forgive the shortness of part 2 but I am trying to save the good stuff for later.