Date: Sun, 2 Jun 2002 20:10:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Justin Cipparone <cykarit@yahoo.com>
Subject: Late For Practice

Disclaimer: This story involves sex between two male teenagers. If you
aren't interested, or are not legally allowed, please leave now. All
characters are fictional and any resemblance to real people is merely
coincidence.

	Steve had been at Pulman High for a week and had already noticed
many differences between his new school in the city and his old one in the
country. For starters, there were a lot more students - almost double that
of his old school. However, Steve didn't have much trouble finding new
friends. He was a very outgoing guy who enjoyed playing sports and had a
cheerful personality. He was the star player on his old school's soccer
team and had already made the team at Pulman, trying out as a midfielder.

	Because he kept fit by playing soccer, Steve was a fairly
good-looking guy. He had defined calves and tight abs that he liked to show
off by wiping the sweat off his forehead with the bottom of his jersey. He
kept his brown hair short and spiked and his face and chest were smooth. He
had a 5'8" frame with 145 pounds of mostly muscle. Best of all, he had
dazzling green eyes that the girls simply loved.

	However, that didn't really mean much to Steve because he liked
guys. That was why his favorite part of his new school was the large locker
room with a wide open shower. After practices he would delight in taking
peeks at his fellow teammates through the steam and water. A lot of the
guys on the soccer team were hot, and many of them were sporting some
massive packages of meat. Sadly, Steve suspected most of his teammates were
straight and that his desires were wishful thinking. He was wrong.

	On this particular day, Steve was late for practice. The coach made
him run laps afterwards as punishment. This meant he couldn't spend quality
time in the showers with his team, so he was naturally upset. Luckily one
of the seniors, a defenseman named Bryan, volunteered to stay and run laps
with him to keep him company. Steve was relieved.

	Bryan had been at Pulman High since grade ten and never dated a
girl. Like Steve, he preferred guys. And he suspected that Steve was gay
ever since he caught him checking out other guys in the locker room. When
he saw Steve running laps by himself after practice, he knew this was his
chance to find out.

	Although Bryan wasn't really popular, he was still damn attractice
by Steve's standards. Bryan was almost six feet tall with some wild unkept
brown hair that was dyed blond. After a rough practice it would get all
sweaty and matted to his head. Steve especially enjoyed this. He also
admired Bryan's built chest and strong arms. He longed to be in his
embrace, staring into his deep brown eyes. Unlike Steve, Bryan had a little
fuzzy goatee at the end of his chin and a small patch of brown hair between
his pecs.

	Steve and Bryan completed their laps while joking with one another
about the usual things. The coach told them to hit the showers and lock up
when they were done because he had to get to a dentist appointment.

	Neither boy had a problem with this scenario and they eagerly
headed to the change room. They slowly undressed while catching quick
glances of each other in the process. When they hit the showers, Bryan made
the first move by choosing a shower head unusually close to Steve while the
rest of the large shower remained empty. Steve began to catch on and, a few
minutes into soaping up, "accidentally" let the soap slip out of his hand
towards Bryan.

	"Shit," he cursed and bent over to pick it up, casually brushing
against Bryan. Bryan's cock sprang to life. "Hey there. Guess you like
that, eh?" Steve rose to meet Bryan's eyes. Bryan merely grinned and
wrapped his fingers around Steve's head. Their lips met briefly before
parting to allow their tonuges to collide. When they paused to catch their
breath, Steve confessed, "I was really hoping you were gay."

	Bryan blushed, "Same here."

	"You know what I've always wanted to do?" Steve smiled coyly,
slowly rubbing his hand against Bryan's rock abs before grabbing his stiff
cock. "This." He knelt down in front of Bryan and swallowed the head of his
dick. Bryan moaned.

	"Shit, that feels so good. Suck me harder, Steve," he urged. His
large mound of cock meat fleshed out into its full eight inches, providing
Steve with a daunting but rewarding task. However, Steve had some
experience in his old town where he often helped his well-endowed best
friend take a load off after school. Slowly the shaft disappeared inch by
blissful inch until Bryan's cock was well past the point of gag reflex and
into Steve's throat. Steve could smell the sweat on the bush of pubic hair
his nose now pressed against.

	"Geez, you're fucking amazing," Bryan exhaled as Steve's head
bobbed up and down the lenght of his cock. The water from the shower ran
down Bryan's chest and dripped onto Steve's face as he grabbed Steve's head
firmly and began to face fuck him. Steve leaned back and rested his head
against the tile wall as Bryan assaulted his mouth with his beautiful
member.

	"Fuck man, I'm cumming!" Bryan exclaimed before unleashing a blast
of his juice down Steve's throat. He pulled out a little for the remaining
wads so Steve could enjoy his delicious salty taste. Even then, there was
so much that it started dribbling down the sides of his mouth, but he
recovered it all with his tongue once he swallowed.

	When Bryan finally withdrew his limp cock, Steve was breathing
hard. "Damn, that was great. You taste wonderful."

	Bryan shrugged. "Can't help it." He looked closely at his new fuck
buddy and realized his cock was still hard. "Damn. You probably want to get
off too, eh?"

	Steve glanced down at his swollen meat. "I guess so." He
grinned. Bryan took his hand and let him out into the locker room, still
dripped with water. He laid down on one of the benches and looked up at
Steve pleadingly.

	"I think you know what to do." He gave Steve a devilish
smile. Happily, Steve knelt down at the end of the bench and began licking
Bryan's asshole. He licked around the rim, taking in all the sensory
pleasures before sticking his wiggling tongue inside. Bryan gasped. "Shit,
you're making me hard again."

	Steve took his tongue out and replaced it with two fingers, and
then three. When he felt Bryan was sufficiently loose he slowly pressed his
seven inch wonder into Bryan's waiting cavern. Aside from an initial gasp
of pain, Bryan moaned and relaxed as Steve filled him with his meat. When
he was fully in, Steve bent over Bryan's body and rubbed his pecs. "You
have the tightest ass in the world." He pinched his nipples playfully. "And
a damn good chest, too."

	"Damn it, man, fuck me already!" Steve didn't need to take a
hint. He pulled out slowly, experiencing each sensation of Bryan's
tightening asshole, and then plunged in again swiftly to fill the void. His
rhythm began slow but he eventually quickened his pace until his heavy
balls were smacking loudly against Bryan's ass cheeks. Steve kept reaching
down and rubbing Bryan's pecs and abs with one hand while the other held
one of his legs in the air.

	"Fuck..." Steve groaned before Bryan exploded unexpectantly in
another torrent of cum. This sent Steve into overdrive as his pistoning
cock unloaded in Bryan's ass. They screamed in united pleasure until Steve
eventually collapsed into Bryan's waiting arms.

	After a few moments Bryan whispered, "You should come late to
practice more often." Steve mumbled a reply before drifting off to sleep in
Bryan's warm embrace. Their affair would last through the entire soccer
season, and even into the following year, before Bryan would move away for
college.

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free to e-mail me at cykarit@yahoo.com.