Date: Tue, 24 Oct 2000 10:23:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: D D <acne_23@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Player 2

This is the second chapter of "The Player." For those of you who have read
the first installment before Tuesday 10/24/2000, I have changed the format
of the story. Check it out. Other than that, everything is the same.

I hope "The Player" will be an enjoyable reading experience for you. By the
way, this is my first attempt to write an erotic/love story, please be
gentle. I welcome all your comments and suggestions. Email me at
acne_23@yahoo.com. I will answer all your mails. David.

Chapter 3 will come up soon.

                              Chapter 2
			  	  Strange Encounters

                                 1
Dan was doing his math problems when he heard a voice behind him:
	"Hi Dan. I'm Jack. Remember me?"
	He turned around and saw Jack standing there with his hand out
toward him.
	"How can I forget you? You take my break away whenever I see you."
Dan thought to himself and said out loud:
	"I remember you. You're the football player, right?"
	"Yes...um...I just wonder...I saw you're doing Calculus III there,
and I...um...stuck here with some Calculus I problems. I don't
know...ah...could you help me out?"
	"Sure. I love to help you. Where are you sitting? Do you want me to
come there or you come here?" Dan said.
	"I come to your table."
	While Dan was helping him to solve his math problems, Jack breathed
out slowly, "Thank God for giving me the strength to ask him to help
me. Gosh, I'm such a wuss. Why am I so scared of talking to him?" Jack
looked at Dan and felt happiness all over. He couldn't believe that he was
sitting close to this cute soccer player. So close, he could smell Dan's
hair and body odor.
	"Gosh, he smells good!"
	"Jack, do you understand this problem now?"
	Jack replied: "Oh, yes, good sm...oh, I understand." He caught
himself before blurting out that Dan smelt good. Dan continued to solve the
other problems while Jack was sitting there dreaming.
	After all the problems solved, Dan got back to his own homework;
Jack still sat next to him, not wanting to leave.
	"You can sit there for as long as you want. It didn't bother me."
Dan smiled at the football player.
	"Thanks. I think I will finish the rest of my homework here."
	After an hour, Dan finished all his homework; he looked up and saw
Jack looking at him.
	"Jack, do you want to go to the cafeteria for a cup of coffee
later?" Dan asked.
	"Okay."
	"Are you done with your homework?" Dan concerned.
	"I was done a long time ago. I am staying here just to look at you,
cutie." Jack thought to himself.
	"Yes, I'm done."
	"Good, let's go." Dan got up and pulled Jack along with him.

	                           2
	"So, what is your major Jack?" Dan asked while they were sitting
down in the cafeteria.
	"Art."
	"Art? What an odd combination." Dan blurted out.
	"Huh?"
	"Sorry, no offense Jack. You don't look like the type of person who
loves art." Dan admitted.
	"What type of person am I then?" Jack was curious.
	"You're a big football player...Uh, I mean you don't look softie
enough to be an artist. No offense."
	"None taken. Well, I'm not an artist yet. I love to draw and paint,
but I still have a lot to learn."
	"What do you draw?"
	"Portrait and landscape mostly."
	"Wow, I have to see them sometime."
	"Okay." Jack blushed.
	"Are you a junior here Jack?"
	"Yes."
	Then, they were in silence. Jack was looking down at his coffee
while Dan was looking at him curiously.
	"Um...Jack, you don't want to know what my major is?"
	"Oh sorry. What is it then?" Jack blushed.
	"Math." Dan said simply.
	"Math? You must be good at it."
	"Well, I've loved math since I was ten," Dan blushed at Jack's
praise, "but I love cookie more."
	They both laughed out loud at the lame joke. Then, they fell into
silence again. Dan looked at Jack sitting there staring at his coffee; he
talked to himself: "Why is he so shy?"
	"And I'm a sophomore." Dan said without thinking.
	"Really? You're a sophomore and you're taking Cal III? Are you
genius or something?"
	"Oh, no, well, maybe...but don't tell Bill. He will get jealous."
Dan joked.
	"Bill? Is he your boy...buddy?" Jack stopped himself just in time
before the word "boyfriend" slipped out.
	"Boy buddy?" Dan looked up, questioning.
	"I mean your best buddy?' Jack said shyly.
	"Oh, yes. Since high school, we always do everything together."
	At that time, a beautiful Asian girl came to Dan; she wrapped her
arms around him:
   	"Where have you been, sweetie? I was looking for you everywhere."
	"Hi Jenny. This is..." Jenny cut him off before he could say
anything else: "I know who he is. This is the injured linebacker from last
Tuesday game."
	Jack blushed, "I didn't know I'm that famous around
campus. Everybody knows I'm the unlucky injured football player."
	"I'm sorry." Jenny said." I shouldn't say such things..."
	"It's okay. I'm just surprised, that's all." Jack said.
	"What' s your name?" Jenny asked.
	"Jenny, you didn't let me finish my introduction earlier. You
always get into my throat sweetie." Dan pouted.
	"Sorry pumpkin. Okay, do your job now." Jenny pouted back.
	Jack rolled his eyes in embarrassment. "Oh, they are so sweet
together. No need to introduce, she is your girlfriend. I know." He thought
in silence.
	"Jenny, this is Jack. Jack, this is Jenny, my girlfriend."
	"I knew it. I knew it. My luck is over. A guy as good as him is
always taken. How am I so stupid not to know that in the first place?" Jack
talked to himself.
	"Nice to meet you, Jenny." He shook her hand.
	"Um, a perfect gentleman. And good looking too. Have people ever
told you that you're gorgeous?" Jenny asked innocently.
	"Jenny, leave him alone. You're too much." Dan raised his voice.
	"Dan? You're yelling at me?" Jenny said angrily and started walking
away.
	"Jenny, I didn't mean..." Dan said and followed her. "Sorry,
Jack. I have to go apologize to her. See you later."
	"It's okay Dan. See you later."


				        3
    	Ring-ring.
	Ring-ring.
	Dan ran out to answer the door naked. He looked through the
peephole. Jack was standing there with a big smile.
	"What are you doing here?"
	"To visit you, goofball."
	"Visit me?"
	"You're sick, aren't you?"
	"But, who told you?"
	"Bill."
	"Bill?"
	"Yes, Bill."
	"So why didn't he come with you?"
	"He's busy."
	"How do you know my apartment?"
	"Bill told me."
	"Bill told you a lot, didn't he?"
	"Yes, he did."
	"What else did you know?"
	"Look, can I come in or do I have to wait out here?"
	"Wait out here? For what?"
	"For you to get dress."
	"Huh?"
	"You're naked, sweetie."
	"Sweetie?"
	"Yes, what else should I call you?"
	"Anything but sweetie?"
	"How about sweet-pie?"
	"Nothing sweet, please."
	"We love each other Dan. Those are pet names for lovers, babe."
	"We love each other?"
	"You don't love me? Last time you said you love me. Now you don't?"
	"Um..."
	"I still love you, pumpkin."
	Jack finished his sentence and pushed Dan over to get into the
apartment. He hugged Dan passionately and closed the door behind them. The
football player held his lover's face in his hand and start kissing him. He
bit Dan's lower lip and kept it between his teeth. He then teased the upper
lip and soon both of Dan's lips were shivering with passion. Jack's tongue
now invaded into Dan's throat. It was swirling around, making its entrance
like a snake walking freely in the jungle. He kissed Dan's eyes, licked his
nose and around the face. Moving down to his lover's ear, Jack whispered:
"I will complete you tonight, babe."
	Dan almost fainted when Jack bit his earlobe. He pressed his body
against Jack's strong muscles. God, Dan loved to touch the muscles on the
football player's body. The soccer player unbuttoned the big guy's shirt
and jeans without breaking the contact between them. His hands were roaming
all over Jack's naked body. He touched the football player's big hairy
chest in amazement. Dan buried his face into the hairs on Jack's muscular
chest. He inhaled the smell from his lover's body. It smelt soapy.
	The big guy picked the smaller one up and dropped him to his
bed. He moved down to Dan's neck, bit it and left a love mark there. Jack
continued to move down on his lover's body; when he touched Dan's proudly
erected member, Jack stopped and looked at it in excitement. Without saying
a word, Jack went down on his lover's dick as far as he could. All of Dan's
cock was inside Jack's throat now.
	Dan felt an incredible sensation sweeping along his body. He hid
his head on the pillow and moaned in great passion. His legs went weak with
excitement. His body was shaking. And his dick was in a hot and moist
mouth. He couldn't control himself anymore.
	"Oh yeah, baby. I'm coming."
	All his juice spurted out from his shaft like the lava spurting out
from an angry volcano. Hot, it was boiling hot. Wet, it was wet everywhere.
	Ring-ring.
	Ring-ring.
	Dan woke up, blinked his eyes and picked up the phone in one quick
motion.
	"Hello?"
	"Dan? You're not awake yet? It's 7:30 am. I'll be there in fifteen
minutes."
	"Ok Bill. See you down there."
	Dan placed his phone back into the receiver. He was aware of the
fact that his body was wet and sticky. He touched the sticky substance on
his stomach, put his hands up to his nose and smelt it. He remembered his
dream and swore: "Fuck!"

To be continued...