Date: Mon, 15 Mar 2004 07:26:12 EST
From: GayBoi072@wmconnect.com
Subject: Winning Jock: 2

This story is a work of fiction and involves sex and athletics, and if
reading this is illegal in your area or you are underage, please move on
now. Otherwise take your dick in your hand and enjoy.

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The Winning Jock: Part 2

    I told dad that while we were waiting for the pizza, coach and Brandon
to get there, I was gonna go get me a quick shower. So, I went to my room,
slipped off my clothes, put the jock in the zip-loc bag, grabbed my towel
and headed for the bathroom. Brandon showed up and suprised me by coming
into the bathroom, just as I was about to step under the spray.

     "Hey Bro., how's the water?"

     I jokedly told him that the water was fine and to come on in. The next
thing I knew, he was naked and in the shower with me.

     "I didn't mean for you to join me!"

     He reached aroud, grabbed my dick and told me to relax, becuase he had
always wanted to take a shower with me, just the two of us. I was getting
hard in his hand and he told me to turn around. When I did, he was on his
knees with his mouth open. I stuck the head of my dick in and he suddenly
pulled back and stood up.

     "I can't do that, until I do something else first."

     Brandon suddenly grabbed me around the waist and pulled me to him,
leaned in and kissed me passionately on the lips. I could feel his hard
cock on my hip as he was humping me. When we broke free, I told him that I
thought that he was straight.

     "Eric, we're best buds right, I have to confess something to you and
it has to stay right here between us."

     "Sure, bro., you can tell me anything."

     "You know how I've been dating girls."

     "Yeah, so..."

     "Well, it was all a big front."

     "So, I guess what you are tryin' to tell me, is you are gay."

     "Yep, and that I am really attracted to you."

     "Why didn't you say somethin' to me before?"

     "I was gonna wait until the perfect opportunity, plus I didn't know
how you would react."

     "Shit, dude, I feel the same way about you."

     We hugged each other and decided to finish the shower and get out. By
the time we were dryin' off, dad came through the door and told us that the
coach was there and that he wanted me to wear the lucky jock. I told him ok
and that we would be out in a few minutes. Brandon and I went to my room so
that I could get dressed. I reached into my gym bag and grabbed the
jock. Brandon said that he wanted to put it on me, so I handed it to
him. He took it out of the baggie, unfolded it and held it out for me to
step into. As he pulled it up, he kissed my cock and then tucked it in the
pouch. I put on my basketball shorts, kissed Brandon and we went into the
livingroom, were dad and coach Lubman was waiting on us.

    "Son, I was telling the coach here, that the lucky jock originally
belonged to me and that my intitials were on the front of it."

    "I looked at the jock real close, coach, and Mr. Marshell's initials
are on the front of the jock."

    "Yeah, my dad's initials are on the front of the jock, coach."

    "Marshell, if what you, your dad and Peters say is true, then we have
no choice but to give the jock back to it's original owner."

    "Mr. Lubman, I don't want to take the lucky charm away from the
school. Especially if it's working."

    "Marshell, get over here and drop your shorts so that I can look at the
front of that strap."

    I walked over to coach and dropped my shorts. Dad kneeled down in front
of him and showed him the initials. Coach slapped my ass and told me to
pull my shorts up.

    "Mr. Marshell, you sure, that you don't want the jock back?"

    "I'm positive. Now how about we play some cards and eat some pizza."

    Brandon helped me get everybody a slice of pizza and a beer, while dad
was busy getting the cards. We played cards until the wee hours of the
morning and had a cery interesting conversation about the lucky jock. Dad
and coach came up with a plan, where dad would present the coming senior
with the lucky jock and the coming senior would hand his over to dad, in
the end dad would keep the guy's strap, starting with me. Coach decided to
go home because he was getting tired.

     "Marshell, you and your dad come to my office tomorrow and we will
have the first ceremony then."

     "Ok, Mr.Lubman, what time shall we be there?"

     "Let's say five o'clock. I want to call everyone that's gonna be on
the team next year and have them be there. And one last thing before I
leave, Mr. Marshell, I want you to wear the jock tonight and all day
tomorrow. During the ceremony, both guys will be wearing their jocks and
pull them off and switch."

      Coach said goodbye and left. Brandon was too drunk to drive home, so
he stayed the night. But, before we went to bed, dad reminded me to pull
off the lucky jock and hand it to him. Brandon said goodnight to dad and
headed for my bedroom. I told dad goodnight and followed. When I got there,
Brandon had already took off his clothes and was waiting for me on the bed
passed out with a raging hard-on. I took the opportunity to take a good
look at his goods. His pecker was equal to mine when hard, but I didn't
think his little three-inch softy could get so big. But what really got my
attention, was his balls. They were enormous, a bull would be jealous. I
reached over, stroked his meat, took my clothes off and climbed in bed
beside him. I kissed him on the cheek and fell asleep.

      The next morning, I woke up to him deepthroating me.

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Part 3 coming soon

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