Date: Sun, 28 May 2006 23:02:55 -0700
From: Brandon V <brandonsbca@gmail.com>
Subject: A Trip To Remember Chapter 2

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A Trip to Remember
By BrandonSBCA
Brandonsbca@gmail.com
http://brandonsgaystories.blogspot.com

Chapter 2 - The Hotel


	The ref stopped the clock, the other team had a hurt player on the
field, telling from where I saw, and it looked like he twisted his ankle. I
looked up at the score board, and the game was tied, only one minute to go
on the final part of the game. I saw the team running over to the bench,
Brandon stopping next to me breathing hard, his face was dirty and
sweaty. The other team stopped in front of me looking at me waiting for me
to respond to them.

"Okay we have to score a goal and keep it that way until the minute is up,
can you guys do that?"

"Yes Coach!"

"Brandon can you do that?"

"Yes, I'll try my best coach"

	I looked into Brandon's eyes, the determination from him was high,
I could feel he wanted to win, and he's put our team this far, we weren't
gonna stop now.  The team ran to the field, I stood up from the bench
watching Brandon running back to his position on the field. I closed my
eyes, at that moment I didn't know what would happen, if we were to lose,
or if were win, I would still love Brandon, I felt like I was his boyfriend
or something worrying about him. I shook my head snapping back to reality;
I kept thinking about Brandon during the big game, I wonder if he was
thinking about me.
	The other team threw the ball onto the field, one of my team
members slipped onto the grass missing the chance of getting the ball, the
other team got it back kicking it clear across the other side of the field,
I saw Brandon running across the field about to get the ball, when I looked
towards the ball and the other team's members ran to the ball kicking it,
then tricking the goalie and making a goal. I hit my fists together as the
other team jumped up in the air running to the person who made the goal. I
saw Brandon falling to his knees on the grass; we lost the game, thus
kicking us out from the finals.
	The team walked over to the bench sitting down watching the people
from the stands running onto the field celebrating. I walked over to
Brandon; I was stopped by the coach who had a big smile on his face. I took
off my cap extending out my hand.

"Good game."

"Yeah good game indeed"

	The other coach walked over to his winning team, I continued to
walk over to Brandon, I kneeled down to him, looking at him, he lifted his
head, I saw the tears in his eyes, I wish I could have just kissed him and
hugged him, but I didn't want my team knowing the relationship between me
and Brandon. I stood back up on my feet, extending my hand to help Brandon
up from the dirty grass. Brandon grabbed my hand; I pulled my hand helping
him up. Brandon lifted his head back up again looking at me, he was crying
so much, but it looked like with him crying he was unable to speak. But I
did hear what he said when he spoke.

"Coach... I'm so sorry."

"No, you did nothing wrong at all, you did what you could"

	Just when I was about to pat Brandon on the back one of the team
members came walking past Brandon slapping him in the back of the head.

"Way to go Brandon! You lost the game for all of us"

"I'm sorry"

	I was about to pat Brandon after telling the other team mate to go
back to the bus. But I looked at Brandon already seeing him clear across
the field walking back to the bus. I picked up the equipment from my side
of the field then carrying it back to the bus, the team was already inside,
and Brandon was sitting in the back of the bus alone. I let the driver put
all the equipment under the bus, I walked inside the bus looking at my
team, I wasn't mad at any one of them, but some of them took the game too
seriously and blamed Brandon for it all. That wasn't right of them to do
that, so I just made something up real quick to tell them team something so
we could go back to the hotel.

"Well, you all did your best, and well we did what we could, it's no one's
fault for losing, but we should all not be mad at each other, or our leader
at that, we should all feel like winners right now for at least
trying. There's always next year Junior's, and for the senior's, I'm
sorry."

	I took a deep breath walking to the back of the bus. Some of the
team members patted me on the back; I lifted my head up looking at Brandon,
who was still crying, there shouldn't of been a reason for him to cry, I
had to make it up to him some how. I would find out when we got to the
hotel. I took my seat near the window looking out. The bus driver walked up
the steps to the bus closing the door.  With that he started the bus
driving down the street. My eyes gazed at the field, the celebration was
still going on, I felt bad, and maybe doing that to Brandon messed up his
plan of action for the game. I just hope he still wanted to do what we did
in the shower earlier this afternoon. I closed my eyes waiting for the bus
to stop at its destination.
	I opened my eyes to see the bus stop at the hotel, I looked up at
it, and the hotel was extremely big. With the funding from the High School,
they had given me enough to have us stay in such a well designed hotel. I
got up from my seat, looking behind me seeing that Brandon was wiping the
tears from his face. I got off the bus heading into the main lobby of the
hotel. I did what I had to do with getting the rooms I needed for the team,
I was to get a room of my own, I don't think I could take having any of the
team members of my own, so I got a one bed room while the team got a two
bed rooms. I paid the money getting the cards to unlock the doors for hotel
rooms.
	Each team member grabbed a key, I saw Brandon following another one
of his team mates to the elevator. He was still feeling like shit from the
game, I wonder if it was from the game, or from what happened in the
shower. I just kept it to myself hoping he did the same. It took about two
elevators for the team to go to their selected floor where their rooms
were. I decided I would take a walk around checking out this huge hotel, I
saw the pool area, a gym where people went to exercise, these were the type
of hotels rich people had went to. I didn't consider myself rich, just a
normal high school teacher.
	All I could think about was Brandon, I couldn't get those images
out of my head, instead of feeling sorry for Brandon crying, I wanted to
fuck his ass again, eat his cum, I shook my head looking at my watch, I
couldn't believe I wasted thirty minutes walking around the hotel and
thinking about Brandon at the same time. I walked to the elevator looking
at my key, it said floor 37 which meant all the team mates were on that
floor. I walked into the elevator pressing the key for floor 37, the doors
closed showing my reflection on the doors, and I couldn't even stand to
look at myself. I felt bad what I did to Brandon; I was probably considered
a child molester now.
	The doors opened, I heard an argument down the hall, and I walked
out of the elevator seeing a back pack fly against a wall, then some dirty
shoes and some other personal belongings. Then I heard yelling, I couldn't
make out what was being said, but then I could make out the last sentence
when I walked closer towards the fight.

"Get the fuck out of my room! You lost the game for all of us asshole!"

	The door slammed, and then I saw Brandon come out going down on his
knees picking up the clothes and other things. I ran towards him kneeling
down helping him.

"Coach, I... I can do this myself you don't have to help"

"No but I want to Brandon, do you have a room to stay in tonight?"

"No... I don't, no body likes me at all now, and they don't want to share
their room with me"

"You can stay with me tonight okay? I'll sleep on the floor okay?"

"No, Coach you don't have to do that, I can pay for the room"

"No you certainly will not pay for a room you're staying in my room with
me"

"Okay"

	Brandon wiped the tears from his eyes, he looked very depressed, I
didn't want him being depressed at all from losing the game, and I felt bad
thinking about what I said at the beginning of the year when he joined my
team. I had told Brandon that winning this championship meant a lot to me,
and now look what it's caused me now, Brandon being depressed, a pissed off
team. I helped Brandon up; I walked him to my room, I placed the key into
the slot unlocking the door. I looked at Brandon, seeing the tears still
running down his face. I let him in first, Brandon walked looking at me,
the smile was gone, and I had to do something to make him smile again. I
walked in closing and locking the door. I looked at Brandon as I closed the
door.

"Well do what you need to do, I'm just gonna sit here and watch TV."

"Okay Coach, I need to take a shower, I won't be in there long"

"Take your time son"

	I sat down on the bed watching as he took off the dirty shoes
placing them on a towel, there was mud and stuff on the bottom of
them. Brandon walked to the bathroom; I watched the shadow that was being
reflected onto the wall from the light. I could see Brandon taking off his
shirt, then closing the door. I continued to sit on the bed thinking of all
the things I would do to him if I was taking a shower. I closed my eyes
trying to think what I would do.
	I walked into the bathroom, seeing Brandon's dirty soccer clothes
on the floor, I pushed down my windbreakers kicking them off from my feet,
I then took off my shirt, I saw Brandon turning around giving me that
erotic look in my eyes. I opened the shower door watching Brandon soaked in
water; I walked inside the shower it was big enough to fit five people
inside. I went up behind Brandon kissing his cheek, Brandon turned around
looking into my eyes, we both kissed each other, and I could feel my tongue
go down his mouth meeting up with his own tongue.
	Brandon went down on his knees placing his mouth on my cock, he
started to suck on it, going up and down, and the slurping noise from his
mouth echoed through the shower, I was moaning stroking his head pushing
his head in and out.  Brandon stopped sucking on my dick, he stood back up
on his feet kissing me on the mouth again, and he turned around showing me
his ass. Brandon gave off that smile. Brandon used his hands to open up his
ass revealing his hole to me.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass and fill me with your hot cum Todd"

"Todd? How did you know my name Brandon?"

	I didn't care, I was about to stick my dick into him when my eyes
opened, I heard the door open, I was still sitting on the bed, I looked
down at my windbreakers seeing that I had a huge hard on, I lowered my hand
over my windbreakers. I saw Brandon coming out of the bathroom with a robe
on, he had a towel covering his head drying his hair. I laid back on the
bed; he took the towel from his head seeing me.

"Anything good on TV Coach, oh if you need to use the shower, it's free"

"No, I already took a shower this afternoon"

"Oh yeah"

	Brandon sat at the edge of the bed, I looked around, the room that
I bought had a really big bed, just enough to fit the both of us on. I
pushed myself closer towards Brandon; I was just in a good position to give
Brandon a back massage. I looked at the mirror seeing Brandon close his
eyes, then making an mmmm sound. I smiled knowing Brandon liked it; I
continued to do it talking with him about the game.

"That game must have worn you out huh?"

"Yes it sure did"

"Well let me make you feel better"

"Coach, what are you thinking right now?"

"Call me Todd"

"Okay Todd what are you thinking about right now?"

"Making love to you"

"Todd, are you sure you want to make love to the person who lost the big
game?"

"I'll make love to you even if you weren't the team leader, when I first
saw you at P.E. a year ago; I wished I could have had you as my
boyfriend. Now that I have you alone right now, I feel like the luckiest
man in this hotel"

	I stopped giving Brandon the massage, I laid on my knees on the
bed, Brandon turned around looking at me, within a second I saw that smile
on his face again. The same smile he gave me. Brandon stood up from the bed
untying his robe; he pushed it back off from himself revealing his naked
body. He laid on the bed pushing me backwards, he crawled on all fours
grabbing my windbreakers slowly pulling them down off my body, and he
looked down seeing my erection. Brandon threw the windbreakers onto the
floor. I pulled off my shirt not taking my eyes off of Brandon, Brandon
went low near my crotch licking my balls then bringing his tongue up to my
dick, it felt so good my eyes closed, my body was going through one of
those sexual reactions, reactions that I haven't had in years.
	Brandon moved his tongue up, licking my stomach, then my chest;
then finally his tongue made its way into my mouth, Brandon laid his body
on top of me, my dick slowly going into his ass hole. Brandon kissed me, my
dick went inside him, and Brandon sat on top of my dick starting to ride it
up and down. Brandon started to moan, I grabbed onto his thighs moving his
ass around my dick, then he went up and down, it felt like I was fucking a
girl, but it was a male, it felt so good him riding my dick. Brandon placed
his hand on my chest; I grabbed Brandon's hard cock stroking it. Brandon
was breathing hard each time I stroked his cock, the more I stroked it the
more it was closer to shooting his load all over my chest.
	Brandon moved his ass up and down, the pace was going faster and
faster, my dick hurt at some points of me fucking him, but it didn't
matter, I was gonna make Brandon feel good. I pulled my dick out from
Brandon's ass. Brandon looked at me, he got up from off me, and I got up
seeing that Brandon was already on all fours ready to take it doggy
style. I pushed my dick inside feeling Brandon's ass grow tight; I pushed
my dick in and out. Brandon moaned, I pushed his ass into my dick harder
and harder, Brandon's ass cheeks shook each time I slammed it into my dick.

"Oh yeah, do you like that dick in your ass Brandon!?"

"Yes Todd! Fuck I'm about to cum, cum in my ass Todd please!"

"Okay here it comes... Here it comes"

	I fucked Brandon two more times, feeling my balls grow stiff, then
I shot my load inside him, feeling my dick throb inside his ass. I looked
down at Brandon seeing he was about to shoot his load, I wanted him to
shoot his load inside my mouth. I pulled my dick out; it was full of cum
and precum. I rolled Brandon over going down near his cock sucking
it. Brandon moaned, his load shot up my mouth and all over my tongue, I
could feel his dick throbbing inside my mouth, his balls growing smaller, I
sucked him dry, and I pulled my mouth off from his dick. My mouth filled up
with his hot juice, I went up to Brandon's face sticking my dick inside his
mouth eating whatever cum was left inside my dick. I fucked his face
feeling Brandon moan, I pulled my dick out from his mouth.
	I fell on the bed feeling exhausted, Brandon placed his hand on my
hairy chest rubbing it, and from there Brandon fell asleep naked next to
me. I looked up at the ceiling not even believing I fucked a student. I
guess he's having a great year now since he fucked his P.E. teacher as a
graduation gift. But the year wasn't done yet, I was gonna have plenty for
Brandon to do. I closed my eyes, my dick was slowly going soft, the room
was silent, and the TV was the only thing making the sounds.
	I opened my eyes seeing the morning sun showing through the
windows, I looked over seeing Brandon's naked body still laying next to
me. I kissed him on the lips, Brandon's eyes opened; he smiled at me
looking into my eyes.

"Good morning Todd"

"Good morning Brandon, you did a good job making me cum in your ass"

"You're the greatest Todd. I really like you; you're the first adult I had
sex with"

"I know, when we get back to the United States, I'll make sure to give you
a good graduation gift before you leave."

"But I don't want to leave you Todd; I want to be with you"

"And I don't want to leave you either Brandon, but I don't think it would
look good with your parents seeing that a 39 year old man is your
boyfriend"

"Yeah you're right, but I'll make sure to visit you at the High School or
at home"

	After me and Brandon talked, and had breakfast together out on the
balcony we got dressed and headed out to the bus. The team had already been
in the bus when I and Brandon got to the lobby; I paid for the rooms, and
then walked outside with Brandon. I looked over to Brandon. His smile was
gone, but I knew he loved me, and that we were to soon be boyfriends either
way.
	I got onto the bus first, then Brandon did, I took my seat, Brandon
took a seat in the back. The bus started up heading out from the hotel
parking lot. This trip was the best trip I ever had. It was a shame that
this trip had to end so sudden, but I know with me and Brandon together we
would have a great time at school. I looked back at Brandon, he smiled at
me, and I smiled back at him.


Thanks for reading my story, if you enjoyed I hope you read more at my
website.  Comments are greatly appreciated. Chapter 3 will be posted up
soon.