Date: Tue, 03 Apr 2001 16:32:10 -0400
From: sci <scifiguy@lycos.com>
Subject: soccer_team - Part One

	It was finally soccer season again, and Marcus was ready for it. He
had been working out in the summer to keep in shape, but soccer was what he
really lived for. The sun, the excitement, the workout.. and SO many
guys. Marcus had known for a while that he liked guys a lot, but he wasn't
gay or anything. He still liked girls in a romantic way, but sexually, he
was all for cock. He jacked off night after night with the thought of the
guys on the team feeling the same way.
	In fact, Marcus already knew about one of them - Ryan. They had
grown up together since preschool and spent their more hormonal years of
middle school together, playing around with themselves and with each
other. Since seventh grade they had been comparing dick sizes (Ryan's was
always bigger, now at around 7 inches) and playing around together, but
Marcus was never attracted to him much; there was another guy on the team
that he had his eye on.
	John Holton was undoubtedly the hottest guy on the team. Tall,
dark-haired, and well built, he had to beat the girls away with a stick.
Marcus had known him for a couple of years from playing in a league with
him, and he knew he wasn't gay. But hey, a guy can hope, can't he?
	"Hit the showers, guys!" the coach yelled, after a few blows of the
whistle. All the team did for the practice was run laps in the gym that
day, so the locker room was right down the hallway. Some of the guys
started stripping on the way, racing each other to the shower
room. Ditching their clothes by the lockers, they all grabbed a showerhead
and washed off.
	Marcus was bringing up the rear, as usual; he didn't want to draw
much attention to himself, in case he got too stimulated by the
scene. Being in a room naked with 20 hot, young guys turned him on pretty
easily. He always showered in the far corner, facing the wall, usually
restraining his cock between his legs until he could grab a towel to put
around his waist. Besides that, he waited for all the guys to leave the
shower before he finally headed for his locker to change. He told them he
was just obsessive about being clean.
	By the time he got out to the locker room that day, it was mostly
empty, except for a few guys getting their things together. He waved at
Ryan, who was heading out the door, and grabbed a pair of boxers from his
locker. When he heard the door close behind the last of the team, he
relaxed on the bench and rubbed his hard-on from outside his silk
boxers. Being as all the guys already left, and he had some business to
take care of, he figured he could just get it done with there.
	He lay back on the bench in the middle of the room, putting his
towel behind his head. He pulled out his six-incher above his waistband and
began stroking, thinking about all those hot guys in the shower, especially
John. Getting into it, he began fantasizing about sucking him off. Just
thinking about his smooth body got Marcus even hornier, and thinking about
sucking his gorgeous dick got him off. He shot his load onto his chest,
still stroking the base of his cock gently. When he turned around and
reached for his towel behind him, he saw John standing in the doorway,
staring. Marcus' face turned bright red.
	"Didn't mean to interrupt, man," he said, still trying to retain
his cool. Marcus quickly shoved his hard-on back into his boxers. "Just
forgot my books." He stepped over, grabbed his things from his locker, and
headed back out the door. Marcus groaned, and slammed his head against the
bench. He had never been so embarrassed; and it couldn't have been someone
else on the team, it just HAD to be John. He sighed, and finished putting
his clothes on.

	The next Monday at practice, Marcus was much shyer than usual. He
kept to himself the whole time, and didn't talk much to anyone. When they
hit the showers, he took his usual place in the corner, and waited once
more for all the other guys to exit.  When he entered the locker room, John
was still getting his things together. Marcus made sure his towel was tight
around his waist and edged over to his locker.
	"Hey man, I hope you aren't too embarrassed about last week," John
said, still keeping his eyes on his own locker. "I understand, sometimes
you just have to get your rocks off." Marcus turned around, and John was
adjusting his package. "Speaking of that.. you don't mind if I jack off, do
you?" Marcus, speechless, shook his head, and tried to continue getting his
clothes on.
	John swung around on the bench and spread his legs, unbuttoning his
fly. Marcus scrambled to get a pair of pants on, so he could hide his own
rapidly growing dick. John pulled his cock out, and Marcus couldn't help
but stare. Even the porn stars he'd seen didn't look this good. He had
about seven and a half inches of hard, cut cock which stood up to his toned
stomach. He was skillfully stroking it with his left hand - obviously, he
did this quite often - and he began shoving his hips forward with each
stroke. Marcus stumbled back to his locker and grabbed his stuff, and tried
heading toward the door, but found himself stopping in the doorway. John
reached up and rubbed his chest with his right hand, still stroking himself
hard.
	Marcus stuttered a little, but managed to speak. "No wonder all the
chicks love you so much."
	"Yeah," John replied, "but my girlfriend won't give me oral.. she
says it's degrading or somethin." He looked up at Marcus. "Hey, you ever
sucked a cock before?"
	He dropped his bags, stunned. Finally. He nodded slightly. "Yeah,
I've played around with one of my friends before."
	"Well, you mind helpin me out here?"
	Without hesitation, Marcus rushed over in front of John and knelt
on the floor next to him. He pulled that gorgeous meat toward him and began
stroking it gently. John closed his eyes. Feeling his tight six-pack with
one hand, Marcus started licking the base of his cock, moving gradually up
to the head. When he made it, he took it into his mouth and began massaging
his head with his tongue. John moaned with pleasure.
	"God," he shouted, "you're really good at this!"
	Marcus continued until he was downing all of it, nearly gagging in
the back of his throat. Even if he did choke, he didn't care.. what a great
way to die. He let John's dick fall back to his stomach and resumed
stroking, since he knew he was about to cum. John gasped and shot several
spurts onto his stomach. Marcus licked the base of his cock again, and he
shot a few more times.
	"God, that was awesome," he said. He sat up, pulled his pants back
on, and grabbed his things. "See you tomorrow." He headed out.

	  Marcus ran upstairs to his room as soon as he got home. He shut
the door behind him, closed his blinds, and stretched out on his bed as he
began pulling his pants off. He desperately needed to jack off after his
session with John in the locker room. He threw his boxers aside and began
pulling at his cock rapidly, closing his eyes and fantasizing more about
John. Just before he released his cum, Ryan opened the door to his room.
Marcus has forgotten.. he was coming over for a project.
	Ryan chuckled and quickly closed the door behind him. "Sorry, but
we do have homework to do," he said. Marcus rolled his eyes and continued
jacking off. Ryan sat on the bed across from him and asked, "You need some
help there?"
	Before Marcus could give assent, Ryan bent over and wrapped his
lips around his pulsating dick. Marcus grabbed Ryan's head and began
shoving his cock further into his face, moaning with pleasure. Ryan's hands
began wandering upward, and he started caressing Marcus' nipples, which
soon became hard.
	But it wasn't like Marcus was the only one enjoying himself. Ryan
loved everything about Marcus. He had a buzz cut of light blond hair and a
cute face, with two of the bluest eyes he had ever seen. He was very
muscular, because he wrestled in the winter, and worked out the rest of the
year. His skin was tan all over - he had been at a nude beach over the
summer - and he had a beautiful dick. It was about six inches long, cut,
with a slightly pink head that stood up to his abs when he was hard.
	Marcus clutched the sides of his bed and shot about ten times (he
was really, really excited) into his friend's mouth, and he swallowed each
drop. Ryan wiped off his lips on his sleeve and looked up, as Marcus was
now turned over and reaching for his discarded boxers.
	"Man, what got YOU so turned on?" he asked.
	Marcus turned around with a smirk, and told him the whole story of
the after- practice blowjob. Before Ryan could get too jealous, the phone
rang. Marcus rolled over and reached for his phone.
	"Hello?"
	"Hey, Marcus? This is John," the voice on the other line
said. Marcus grinned.
	"Hey, man, what's up?"
	"Nothin much, I just wanted to thank you for your services at
school...man, I can't tell you how good that felt!"
	"No problem," Marcus said, adjusting his crotch as his dick began
growing again.
	"Hey, if you aren't doing anything Friday night, my parents are
gonna be out of town, and I thought I'd invite a few guys from the team
over to spend the night.. you wanna come? It'll be fun, I promise," he
said. Marcus adjusted his crotch again. "You can bring Ryan, too, if you
want."
	"Sure.. I guess I'll see you tomorrow at practice, then."
	"Hasta luego!" He hung up the phone. Ryan looked down at the
growing bulge between his legs.
	"Must have been a good phone call," he said.
	"It was John," Marcus replied. "He invited us over to spend the
night on Friday."