High School Part 2

The next day at school I saw Andrew in the halls before class. “What’s up?” he asked. “Nothing much” I answered. That’s when a few of Andrew’s friends walked up. They were all skaters, I guess you could call Andrew a skater too. They all wore skate shoes and dressed in skate clothes. They were all pretty hot, but Andrew was the best looking one out of them all. “Yo, can you come skate with us after school?” Kyle said. Kyle was probably Andrew’s second best friend. “Shit, I wish I could, but I got football practice.” Andrew said. “That sucks, but its cool.” Kyle said.

That’s when the bell rang. “I’ve got to go.” I said “I’ll catch you at football.” “Alright,” Andrew responded. Damn, now I’ve got math I thought, but it wasn’t abig deal, the class was a breeze, it would be a piece of cake to pass anything that the teacher handed out. Once I got to class though, I found out we were watching a movie. Fine with me, I thought, I’ll just sleep, and that’s what I did. The bell woke me up.

That’s pretty much how my day went… slow and boring. At least until football practice. It was extremely hot outside, at least for early September. Near 90 degrees. I made my way to my locker. It was noisy as fuck in there! Andrew walked in a minute or two after me. “You ready to get knocked on your ass?” I asked him. “Yeah right!” he said, “Just because this is the first day of hitting doesn’t mean you are going to be able to take me down. “Whatever” I said.

I put my helmet on and we walked out to the field. I could tell that Andrew was nervous. It was the first day of hitting, and everybody wanted a piece of the QB, always, especially the new skater punk from California. Living in South Carolina, people were different, at least the football players, a lot of the guys were rougher and tougher than what he was used to. He was fast though, I really didn’t think he had anything to worry about.

The coach blew his whistle, and said that it was time for stretches. After that, it was time to scrimmage. I was a starting safety. I probably would end up staying back and protecting the pass coverage like I normally did, but surprisingly, the coach said he was going to try me at linebacker for the day. It made sense, I wasn’t that big, but I could hit. After making a couple of good plays, the linebackers coach told me to blitz, that meant that I would have to try to tackle Andrew. I wouldn’t be able to get through the offensive line anyway, I thought. Once the play started though, their was a huge hole, a made my way towards it and actually got through! All I had to do now was catch Andrew, which wouldn’t be easy, but surprisingly, he turned right into me! I nailed him too. I wasn’t trying to hit him that hard, it was probably harder than I had ever hit anyone this season! 

I walked over to him and looked into his face mask expecting him to be pissed, but he was laughing, was I walked away he slapped me on the ass, noone thought anything of this, because it was constantly happening on the football field, but I could tell that he was aroused. Practice was almost over, and I was tired as hell. Not only was it almost 90 degrees, it was humid as a bitch. 
Coach put me on the bench for a while and told me he might move me to starting linebacker, that was definitely a good thing. I watched Andrew play, he was so graceful on the field. He was dodgeing tackles left and right. He probably didn’t get hit more than five times all day. And that’s pretty good for first hitting practice. Right when I was getting comfortable, the coach blew his whistle and said practice was over.

I talked to coach after practice, he said that the move would most likely be permanent. After a minute or two I walked back across the student parking lot towards the gym. That’s where the lockerrooms were. Once I got inside, I was surprised at the number of people in there. Probably only about 10 guys left, and most of them were packing up about to leave. Andrew was just taking his helmet off. “Damn I’m tired.” He said. “I got banged up pretty bad.” “Your hit didn’t help.” “Whoops, I said, sorry about that.” I said. “It’s no problem,” He told me, “You had to hit me.” “You must be pretty sore” I said. “Yeah, but I think I just need to relieve some stress.” He said with a grin starting to appear on his face.

“You want to?” he asked. “here?” I said “Now?” “Yeah,” Andrew said. “Look around, we’re the only two left in here. Shit, I thought. I mean, I wanted to do it, but the last thing I needed to do was get caught. I knew I would end up doing it, but I wanted to let him sweat. “Come on, man!” “I know you like what we did yesterday! And I know you want to do it again so lets just go! He said, trying to get me to say yes. “I don’t want to get caught.” I said. “Please?” he said in a gentle voice. “We won’t get caught.” “Alright, I guess we can” I finally said.

With that, the grin on his face reappeared and he grabbed my arm. He took me to a place behind the lockers. I had never been there before, but it looked pretty big. At least ten feet long and eight feet wide, I would say. There was a bench there too. Without saying anything, he laid me down on the ground. The floor was made of cement and it was FREEZING! I stood back up. He just looked at me with those eyes. We started to kiss. His mouth was so warm, after a minute or two, he undid my pants, revealing my 6 ½ in meat. It was already wet from pre-cum. He slowly rubbed his tongue up my shaft, and tickled my balls with his fingers. Slowly he slid my penis into his mouth. It was just waiting for me. A perfect circle. He took me in slowly. I was pushed up against the back of the lockers. He was bobbing his head back and forth on my dick. He was taking me all the way down his throat. I could feel myself want to collapse, my legs were getting so weak. It felt great. After about a minute or so, I began to tense up and pulsate, and I shot a river of sperm down his throat. He just looked at me with those big blue eyes.

He stood back up, I knew it was my turn to pleasure him, so I put him down on his back. He was covered with so much sweat from practice, that when I grabbed him around his shoulder and under his arms, it felt like I was trying to pick up a wet bar of soap. Once he was on his back, we started to kiss again, and then I slowly started to lick down his neck, he liked it when I did that. I could smell tha aroma coming from his old spice mixed with the musky odor coming from under his arms. I kept licking down his chest until I got to his belly button. I took his balls into my hand, and then into my mouth. His dick was resting on my forehead and nose. He was rock hard. I figured it was time, so I took his dick into my hand. I began beating his meat hard and fast, his eyes were closed. I kept going, beating his cock raw! It wasn’t but about two minutes before he too began to pulsate, and a nutfull squirted all over my face, some of it dripped off my chin, but I licked up what was on my face. 
We waited for a little while and then I started to roll him over on his stomach. I then began to rub his back. I knew his back was probably hurting, and I wanted to relax him. As I continued, I started to blow onto his neck. The hair on his arms stood up, and he began to shake. “Come on” he said “What?” I said “You know what I’m talking about, just go” he said. I started to rub and massage his ass, once my hands got tired, I started to slide my thumb down his crack, between his cheeks. The sweat was enough of a lubricant to slide my thumb into his hole. He let out a slight moan, and I though he might need to get loosened up. I pressed my face against his sweaty, rank ass, and slid my face in. I spread his ass apart with my hands revealing his little rosebud. It was still red from what happened last night, and I felt a surge of sexual tension run through my body. I slid my tongue around his hole, and then penetrated him. He let out another moan, and began shaking again. 

I finished up with my tongue, and began to slide my dick between his cheeks. I shoved it in without warning and he yet out a loud yelp. I started slowly, but began thrusting my cock in and out. He was bucking into me from the start this time, and I was fucking him hard. “keep it down!” I said. He just kept moaning. He was warm and wet on the inside too. I felt another wave of sexual tension, and was about to bust my nut, when I heard someone in the lockerroom. I pulled my dick out, but couldn’t hold my load, so I shot my man juice all over his back. 

Whoever It was went into one of the stalls. Andrew told me he’d see me on Monday and ran out. Once I put my clothes back on, I waited for whoever it was to leave before I left. I didn’t hear anything, so I went to check things out. The person must have left so I was going to leave when I noticed Andrew’s bag. He had left it in the corner behind the lockers. I took it and left.

When I got home I got something to eat and watched some t.v. I wondered who it was that walked into the locker room, or if they knew what was going on. It was getting late, and I was about ready for bed. I was still horny though. I went to my computer and looked for some porn sites. I found one that had a bunch of college guys that were supposedly straight having an orgy. I went to the free tour, and clicked on the link. It was pretty intense, the guys were having oral sex, and anal, but I got to see very little of it because I wasn’t a member. I was getting a strong hard-on, I had to call Andrew. When I called him, he didn’t pick up. I tried again a few minutes later and still go no answer. I was bummed, I mean, jacking off was fine, but it wasn’t as good as real sex. I tried to think of something I could do to enjoy the experience more. I didn’t want to try any type of anal sex device, if I could find anything. I wanted to lose my cherry to Andrew.

That’s when I remembered his gymbag I walked over to it and unzipped it. I looked inside. It had all of his stuff, except his pads. His helmet, shoes, sox, jersey, pants, cup, and jock strap were all inside. I walked up to my room… I took the bag with me. 

I laid back in my chair and put the jockstrap in my hand. It was still wet with sweat from football practice. I held it up to my face and began to stroke my penis. The jockstrap smelled just like Andrew. I began to stroke quicker. The scent was so intoxicating. 

I started to stroke myself even harder and faster than before. I was imagining him, making that cute face he makes while he’s sucking my balls. I thought of the moans he made as I fucked his ass as hard as I could. I was more than enjoying myself, and when I couldn’t hold it any longer, I blew my load. It went all over me, on my legs, the first shot almost hit my face.

I cleaned up and went to bed, I put his jockstrap back in his bag. I fell asleep knowing Andrew was thinking about me. It was a good feeling.