Date: Thu, 18 Dec 2003 19:16:16 -0500
From: Talin C <destruction420@hotmail.com>
Subject: GOAL!

All the normal disclaimers come with this. This story contains sex with two
boys under the age of 18 and if you have a problem with this please do not
go any further.



	My name is Talin Corrayo, I'm a 16 year old guy. I've known for a
while that I was bi, but it took some coaxing from a friend of mine
freshmen year to give into it and try something with a guy (but that's a
story for another time). I joined the soccer team mostly because I had been
playing since I was 4. I stopped for a while because I had three knee
surgeries and the doctors advised it. However I need a reason to be out of
my house as long as possible so I figured why not join the soccer team and
revisit a sport I use to live for.

	I was doing well and was securing a back up spot at goalie, but
during one scrimmage I collided with one kid and when he fell onto my ankle
I popped a tendon. I was on crutches for about a week and a half, but would
come to practice anyways because we were still in preseason and getting new
kids and learning new drills so I didn't want to be lost when I came back.
It was probably Wednesday when he came to the team. I was on the field in
my jeans, my gray hoody (only I wear jeans and a gray hoody in Florida when
it's 90 degrees out). We were just getting out to the practice field when I
saw this guy jump the fence, I hadn't seen him before but when he got up
close I was mesmerized instantly.

"Jose como estas punto," called out one of the kids. (OK before I go any
further let me explain that most of our players were native Spanish
speakers. I understand Spanish pretty well but don't speak it too well.
They sometimes would talk to me in Spanish and I would respond in English
but for the most part they talked to me in English, but even the coach
mostly explained things in Spanish and I would have to translate it to the
kids who didn't understand Spanish)

	So finally, coach gets to the field and calls us all together. For
some reason I always end up standing right next to him, he is a teacher of
one of my classes so it seems like he thinks of me as his right hand man,
especially now that I'm on crutches and not playing during practice. As
coach is explaining what drills we are going to do that day I couldn't take
my eyes off this perfect specimen of a boy. He was dark tan and I guessed
from Argentina. He had jet-black hair and the most adorable hazel eyes
(eyes are my biggest turn on). Every once in a while he would look up and
meet my eyes and I would quickly look at the chart coach was going over.

	We broke to do some one on one drills and Jose was left by himself
sense we had an odd number of people today. While I was hurt I took to
being almost an assistant coach sense I knew a lot and could help out the
guys who hadn't played before.

"Hey Talin can you get over here!" Coach called across the field. He walked
over (I was on crutches but I only needed them because walking on my ankle
all day became torture after a while and the doctor said the crutches would
help heal faster).

"What do you want now little man" I said jokingly to coach who always
seemed to love my sense of humor.

"Do me a favor and do some throw ins and trap drills with Jose and get him
up to speed."

"No problem," I tried not to sound excited but the thought of working alone
with this beautiful guy got my blood pumping to all the wrong places at
that time. Luckily I could hunch on my crutches and no one could see until
it went away. As I was helping Jose out I got to check him out some more
without him noticing cause he thought I was just watching him to explain
what he did wrong. He had the most innocent looking face, he couldn't have
been more than a sophomore. He was built really strong it looked. I took
most of the practice and a lot of the practices after that to study him.

Finally the day had come to where I was cleared to practice again and just
in time because our starting goalie had a hernia and needed surgery. Which
meant I was the starter for a while. So Jose has established himself as a
starting forward, but his biggest problem was taking shots on goal. Coach
decided to get a Saturday practice in before our first game. We had the
goals up now so we could do real shooting drills. Jose really need work. At
the end of practice coach gave his usual pep talk and then we did out
little cheer (we stole it from the Man Show) Coach called me over and asked
if I could stay a little while extra and help out Jose, sense it seemed he
had taken a shine to me sense the beginning and listen to me when I tried
to explain things.

"Yea I guess I could take a little more time." What I mean to say was HELL
YES!!!

Coach gave me the keys to the locker room to put the balls up when we were
done. Everyone had left and I started giving Jose shooting advise and ways
to read where to go against a goalie (like if a goalie is leaning to a
specific side or they seem to be faster going one way) He soaked it right
up and a few times we met eyes with an awkward silence. Also every once in
a while he would flash that smirk I had fallen in love with the past few
weeks. He got a lot better and I decided that we had, had a good practice
and it was time to finish up. We went to the locker room; I put the balls
into the coach's office and then went to my locker. Jose went to his which
was a few rows away from mine cause he usually dresses with the rest of the
Hispanic kids, but I guess he got lonely because he grabbed his stuff and
plopped it by my locker (Hey I'm not complaining) I took my shirt off and
grabbed my deodorant from one of my pockets in my soccer bag. All of a
sudden I felt Jose's fingers grab my arm and I felt a shock of pleasure
where his skin touched mine.

"What this?" He asked looking at an old scare in the shape of an A on my
left arm.

"Oh man that's been there almost a year now I forgot about it. When I was
depressed last year, one night I burned that onto my arm. I don't think
it's gonna go away I've just gotten use to it being there."

He looked at the scare and then into my eyes, damn his eyes could go
straight through me and weaken my knees. He let go of my arm and took off
his shirt showing a blinding body. He was skinny but he had a nice little
six-pack on him and I couldn't help but stare. When he noticed me looking I
through my head back and felt a surge of pain. I had forgotten earlier in
the day I went for a ball and Dominick cut my on the back of my neck with
his cleats. I looked decided sense no one was there I'd actually go take a
shower (we have this huge community shower but usually the football and
basketball players fuck with anyone who uses them, but it was just me in
Jose)

"I think I'm gonna hop into the shower and puts some cool water on this
gash. I'll see you Monday Jose."

I walk off and turn the shower on. As it gets the right temperature I slip
off my soccer shorts and my boxer briefs. I stand under the water letting
it fall onto my sore neck. Then thoughts of Jose with his shirt off fill my
mind and my 6.5" cock stands at attention and needs some attention. I
figured Jose had already thrown his other shirt on and left so I was alone
and free to go at it. It felt so good; I closed my eyes to imagine Jose.
About a minute or two in I had that strange feeling of being watched and
then all of a sudden someone started nibbling on my ear lobe! I stop
immediately and turn around and it is Jose fucking naked! He's standing
there with a 6" glorious tan boner! I could've passed out right there and
then. But before I did he grabbed me and kissed me. I opened my mouth to
let his tongue explore. I was in ecstasy as my iron hard cock was pressing
against his bare belly. He broke the kiss unforginately, but he only did it
so he could drop to his knees and take my cock into his mouth. I could've
died there and been happy as I had the most perfect Argentinean god bobbing
up and down on my member. It didn't take more than a minute before I shot
and he didn't seem to mind as he milked it until I went soft and slide out
of his mouth. As soon as my cock retracted from his mouth he looked up at
me with those puppy dog eyes and gave me that smirk that I would die for. I
brought him up to his feet because I want to return to favor. I loved
teasing his uncut head. I had some experience so I knew what drove guys
crazy and it seemed to be working for him as I could feel his knees weaken
so I grabbed him by his perfectly smooth round butt to keep him up. It
didn't take him to long either as his cock began pumping and his balls drew
up, he screamed something in Spanish I hadn't heard before (I'm guess
something like "I'm gonna cum) cause he shot a few huge streams into my
mouth and I loved every bit of it.  After his cock became soft I took an
interest on licking his soft, almost hairless, balls he really seemed to
enjoy that. I turned off the shower and we walked to the open area of the
locker room. We laid there naked for at least an hour and a half fondling
each other and kissing passionately. He then called his mom from my cell
phone to tell her we were done with practice. I went to the parking garage
to get into my car. I sat in my car for a few minutes digesting what had
just happened. Then I started up my car and thought to myself, "This is
going to be an interesting season"