Date: Mon, 9 Oct 2006 11:46:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: j c <writerscramp71@yahoo.com>
Subject: All American Sports God third installment
This is a complete work of fiction. Any similarity to anyone living
or dead is purely coincidental. This story is copywrited and sole property
of the author. And may not be reproduced without the express consent of the
author.
First I want to say that I'm sorry it has taken me so long to
post. I just had mid-terms and had to devout my time for some serious
study. Someone pointed out that the last chapter seemed to stop
mid-sentence. I looked at what I posted and sure enough it did stop
mid-sentence. The chapter wasn't intended to end that way so I have started
exactly were it left off. I'm sure it was my fault but I had stopped the
story right after the practice was over, so for that I apologize. Also
someone else has pointed out to me that my chapters aren't as long as the
common chapter posted on nifty, and that to be taken seriously they should
be a certain length. Well I don't know about all that, as I've stated
before this is my first story on nifty. And while I try very hard to be
honest to the story, I end them where I think they need to be. I definitely
don't want to be taken seriously if it means writing a bunch of crap just
to fill space. Now with that out of the way I just wanted to say one more
thing, this story began when I was trying to go to sleep one night and my
mind kept replaying the scene where Jay is getting beat up outside of gym
and John steps in to save him. Then for about 2 months this scene would
intermittently pop into my head at the strangest of times. So after I
decided to write it down, and I determined what the basic plot was going to
be everything seemed to be at peace again in my mind. But as I worked on
this chapter things didn't seem to go as I wanted them to. I had envisioned
John and Jay having sex and taking things to a higher level. But they
didn't want to cooperate, or should I say fate didn't want to cooperate, so
I'm sad to say we still have to wait for that scene. Between you and me I
can tell its going to move heaven and earth when it does happen. So for all
you freaks who actually read this crap and don't just jump right into the
story I hope you enjoy the distorted musings of my sick mind ya perverts!
Feel free to contact me at writerscramp71@yahoo.com
Last Chapter
After I had Jay settled in I changed for practice and headed on to
the field. It was going to be one of those days when the coach didn't even
give us time to warm up before he had us running laps. It took all I had to
keep my offence together as we went through almost every play we had in the
book. After we had been run ragged, almost to the point of collapse, we
were finally done. I couldn't wait to get changed and have Jay all to
myself.
(How it was suppose to end)
It took everything I had not to just turn and leave when the coach
was giving his little after practice speech. As soon as it was over I ran
to the locker room, with only one thing on my mind, Jay. I was so excited
to be able to spend time with him that I didn't even shower. I changed my
cloths and threw my practice uniform in the locker. Rushing as fast as I
could I grabbed my backpack and went to collect Jay, I hustled to get Jay
out the door before anyone could stop me.
New Chapter
"How did practice go?" Jay asked.
"It was ok, coach was kind of ticked, thought we weren't giving 110%
or some shit." I replied.
"So what do you want to do?" asked Jay.
"Well I need to shower when we get home, but after that we can do
what ever you want." I said.
"Yea you do kind of stink." Jay laughed.
God his laughter was such a turn on. I felt this pressure building
inside of me; things were rushing along so fast I wasn't even aware I had
turned onto my street. Once I pulled into my driveway a great tension began
to build inside me. Like a strumming tingle it was growing stronger and I
knew it was leading to something that was going to change my life. It was
then that I started to form a plan of how I was going to seduce Jay.
"Wow nice house."
"Thanks" I replied "come on and I'll show you around."
I gave Jay a quick tour of my house showing him the usual stuff, I
ended it at my bedroom door.
"Wow I like your room pretty cool." Jay said as I opened the door.
"Thanks I'm glad you like it, hey listen I'm going to grab a quick
shower." I said. "If you want you can wait in the living room or you can
just hang out here its up to you."
I didn't linger for Jay's answer as I headed into my bathroom. I
left the door open on purpose because the way my bedroom is set up you can
see into the bathroom from the room if you look into my dresser mirror. I
wanted to give Jay a show if he was brave enough to stay and watch. Yea I
know it's the oldest trick in the book but I was 16 and had never tried to
seduce anyone before. Ever since Jay agreed to come over, hell ever since I
saw him that first time I definitely wanted to seduce him. I turned on the
shower and adjusted the water temp, then began to undress. I never looked
back to see if he was watching but somehow I just knew he was. I pushed my
shirt over my head and popped off my shoes using my feet. Slowly I
unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off, bending over to get them from around
my ankles, and my socks. Then I dropped my boxers and kicked them aside,
standing there naked I looked into the bathroom mirror and I was shocked at
who I saw. I had never seen myself through lustful eyes before. The tension
grew stronger and my whole body felt like it was about to burst, hesitating
for another second I then jumped into the shower. I won't say it was the
fastest shower in my life but it was dam close, it didn't take me more than
5 minutes to get clean from top to bottom. I got out of the shower and
began to dry off, paying close attention to my cock and balls. I really
wanted to get Jay all worked up so that what I was about to do next would
hopefully go smoothly. Even though we had never talked about this thing we
had going between us I knew that he wanted it just as much as I did. I also
knew he would never make the first move. So without a moment's pause I
walked out into my room and began to look for some cloths. Watching out of
the corner of my eye I could tell Jay was riveted. I grabbed an old pair of
basketball shorts, a tee and pulled them on. Turning around I looked at Jay
and saw him blushing worse than I had ever seen him before. I could tell he
was really worked up, suddenly a look of fear crossed his face and he stood
up from sitting on my bed. It was then I noticed he had a boner, and man
did it look huge.
"I...uh...I'm sorry John but I couldn't help seeing you." Jay said
with fear in his voice.
"Did you like watching me Jay?" I asked in a coy manner.
"Well...umm...I"
"Did I make you hard?" I said motioning toward his large bulge. I
wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it, but Jay started to blush even
harder.
Before he had a chance to say anything or run away I moved close to
him and put my arms around his waist. Looking straight into his eyes I
tried to calm him with my reassuring look of love as I moved to kiss him. I
heard his breath catch when my lips softly touched his and the tension I
had been feeling suddenly went out of control. My whole body felt like it
was buzzing and it began and ended in my lips. I pressed my body hard
against Jay's and felt his rock hard dick rubbing up along side mine. I
don't remember how but we ended up on my bed, I was desperate to taste and
touch as much of him as I could. I clutched at his shirt and began to pull
it over his head. His hands squeezed my ass as my tongue explored every
inch of his mouth; the intensity of it all never stopped growing. I felt
like I was on the edge of a great abyss, that feeling of excitement and
being scared shitless all rolled into one was the only thing in the world
at that moment.
The touch of his skin against mine set my nerves on fire, it was all
I could do not to explode right then. After I had his shirt off I began to
work on his pants, and in the heat of the moment somehow I had lost my
shorts. I finally managed to get Jay's pants off, I was stunned. Now when
it came to size I was no slouch, almost 8 and thick thank you, but Jay had
what was the biggest dick I have ever seen. If it was an inch it was 10,
and so thick I couldn't get my fingers to touch around it. I didn't know
what to say, here was this perfectly proportioned little guy with this
massive cock, it was almost comical. And I would have laughed if I didn't
have this overwhelming desire to taste it, to feel it slid into my mouth.
Just as I was about to fulfill that desire I heard the front door
slam shut. My mother's voice called out my name; just like that my hopes
were dashed. Jay and I scrambled to get dressed; the look of fright on
Jay's face would have been funny if I wasn't so pissed about not being able
to go as far as I wanted to with him.
"Come on lets go down before she comes up to look for me." I said
with disappointment showing in my voice.
"Man I'm so freaked out right now." Jay croaked.
"Don't be, she won't think anything." I said.
"Well it's not just that, I mean everything. I've never done this
kind of thing before." Jay said as his gaze fell to the floor.
"Hey don't feel bad little man, it's my first time too." I said with
a wicked grin.
A look of surprise came over Jay's face as he exclaimed "really?"
"John come and set the table your father is going to be home early
and I want to have a real dinner for once." My mother yelled up the stairs.
"Come on I want to introduce you to my mom." I said
Jay followed me downstairs and into the kitchen, I could tell he was
still freaked out about everything that had happened.
"Mom I want you to meet my friend Jay, Jay this is my mom." I said
with a chuckle.
"Well hello honey it's nice to meet you, my name is Helen, are you
going to be staying for dinner?" My mother asked.
"Um sure, if it's ok with John." Jay said with a questioning look.
Smiling I gave a nod and arched my eyebrows at him. Turning towards
Jay my mother grew very serious looking and said. "I only have one question
to ask you."
Nervously Jay replied. "What's that?" "Do you know how to make a
salad?" She asked.
"Yes I can make salad." Jay said with a smile on his face.
The rest of the evening went great, its one of the best memories I
have of spending time with Jay. I could tell he was very comfortable with
my family, I had never seen him so relaxed and carefree. My parents were
their charming selves as usual. I think it was that night when they began
to have suspicions about my sexuality. I'm sure my mom could see the way I
looked at Jay and the way he looked at me. Only someone who's deeply in
love for the first time would think no one else could see it.
All the way on the drive to his house that night after dinner I held
Jay's hand. Oddly we didn't speak about what had happened in my bedroom
before my mom came home. But I can honestly say I was more in love with him
than I had ever thought possible. We didn't kiss when I dropped him off; I
think we were both afraid of what that might lead to if we did. I certainly
didn't want to get caught making out with a boy in my car, and I'm sure Jay
didn't either. I have always had to deal with hiding my sexuality, but
being in love and not being able to show it is something entirely different
altogether. The pressures began to mount and while I had been able to
handle all the stresses in my life so far, I was worried whether or not I
would be able to deal with it and still achieve what I wanted.
It was after I took Jay home that night that I began to think about
what it would really mean for me to be with Jay. Not just the sexual part,
which I was still intent on getting, but thinking about what it would be
like to be with him for the rest of my life. That's when it dawned on me
that there would be no way I could play professional football and be openly
gay. This had been my driving goal since I could remember, I couldn't give
up that dream, I had invested too much of myself to abandon it. But I also
didn't want to give up Jay; his love had become surprisingly very important
to me. Even though I had accepted the fact that I was gay I hadn't really
thought how that would fit into my life. I had a choice to make, live
openly as a gay person and give up the dreams I had held my entire life, or
hide who I was, achieve my goals and hope that would be enough to make me
happy. From that point on these two conflicting emotions began to war
inside my head and my heart.
As I laid awake in bed that night, I couldn't help but think of all
the possible ways that my relationship with Jay could hurt me. You have to
understand that this was the early 90's and gay rights were something that
was just beginning to be understood by the nation. But in the sports world
things weren't as quick to change. Rampant discrimination and open hatred
were the norm. Being openly gay and playing team sports wasn't an
option. Even if I could live an open life and not be totally ostracized
from my friends, school and family there was still the issue of becoming a
professional football player. Finally all these thoughts were just too
much and I pushed it out of my mind.
Instead I thought about what Jay and I had done before we were
interrupted by my mom. I remembered the way his body smelled and how soft
his skin felt against mine. My heart raced when I thought of the way he
made me feel. I was still amazed at the size of his dick. It blew my mind
that such a little guy could be hung so well. And I thought about what Jay
was doing at that exact moment. Was he playing through his mind the things
we had done? Was he hard thinking about my touch, the way I was thinking
about his? I couldn't help but jack off thinking what would have happened
if we weren't disturbed, and wondering if Jay was doing the same thing. I
don't think I had ever cum so hard before in my life. As I started to drift
off into sleep I knew one thing for sure, I was going to finish what I had
started and soon.
Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter gentle reader.