It was game day and I was hoping things would go well. This two QB system should work tonight but not for the playoffs. Then I remembered Wyatt's Grandfather and how awful that must have been for the both of them. Then there was Heather and her dad and that fallout. Finally Tim and the offer and how to handle that. In the shower thinking about all that I though, damn Mike you need to lighten up. Then I realized there aren't many times when I don't get what I want. I decided to call the head doctor and discuss that, I dressed in Jeans and a hoodie and went to school.
At school there was no Heather and I simply went to class. Waiting for class to start I realized it had to be blowback from the fight she had with her father. I knew she wasn't sick and I would talk with her after lunch. I pretty much simply existed through English and for some strange reason the teacher left me alone. On the way out the door she asked for a minute sand asked if I was ok? I smiled and said game day nerve and I could tell she wasn't buying that, but she didn't push and I sleepwalked through the other classes and watched gym.
I went to the office and signed out for work and started for the office. I was hungry so I stopped at McDonalds, I really liked their coffee and also got a Big Mac and fries. When I was finished eating I tossed the garbage and went inside and ordered another coffee and drove to the office. When I got there security I was told that Tim would like to see me if I showed up. I said thanks and got on the elevator and went to the 4th floor. There I chatted with Amy and asked her to let Tim know I would be in for the next hour or so. I looked for Kyle and he wasn't in his office. In my office I went directly to my desk and fired up the computer. While waiting for that I looked outside and saw someone sitting outside smoking a cigarette. I opened the door and just started to laugh and asked Maggie, are you comfortable? She said no but I knew you would throw a fit if I smoked inside. Well when your finished come inside as I'm guessing you know about Tim. She tossed the cigarette and we went inside and damn the 4 club chairs were there and she sat down. I was now aware of how much I was out of it today.
Maggie said that Tim forwarded her an email with an attachment which contained an offer. He asked that it be printed and placed in a sealed envelope and hand delivered to him, ASAP. I laughed and said Maggie, I'm guessing you read the offer? She said absolutely, you want to know about the offer? Maggie, I don't and this is way too important to screw around with as he would take Bill with him. Maggie if Tim doesn't know neither should anyone else. With that she went on her way.
Once alone I picked up the phone and called Heather. When she answered I said babe, I missed you in school today. Mike in a discussion with my dad last night I told his to keep his business life out of my personal life. When he told me to simply stay in my lane and keep out of his business life, I told him to go fuck himself and I'm grounded for a week. So I extended that to school. He said he wouldn't be writing any excuses and unless I can talk mom into it I'll be back Monday. Mike, I'm good and I appreciate that you said not to let your business get between us meaning it can be discussed. Dad works 12 to 14 hours a day and all his money with no life simply isn't worth it. We do need to feed his ego. I'll apologize over the weekend and see if I can get early release, mom might help. Mike, what was the offer? Heather, I don't know and Tim should be here anytime now to discuss it, I think. I will let you know and I'll call after the game.
I was looking at the financials and Liam appeared and we started to review what was going on and almost immediately Tim appeared and asked Mike, can we have some time in private? Liam said, I'll be in my office and he left. I grabbed the remote for the blinds and lowered the blinds between my office and Liam's. Tim laughed and said Mike, unless he lip reads that wasn't necessary. I got up and we sat in the club chairs. I was already starting to appreciate these damn things. Mike, I assume that you are aware of the offer I received this morning from the Kirkpatrick law firm. Tim, last night when I picked up Heather for what became an aborted date, I was told there would be an offer, one that I couldn't match. Heather went inside and after a lengthy discussion told her dad to go fuck himself and was grounded for a week. I smiled and said you now know what I know. Mike, thanks for that and I'm sorry Heather was involved. What I know is that this morning, out of nowhere, I got a call from Kirkpatrick saying that they wanted me to join their firm as a partner. That I would get an email with a detailed offer and he asked that once I reviewed the offer, he would like to meet and discuss the offer. Yup an e-mail arrived almost immediately and I sent to to Maggie and asked her to print it and to hand deliver it to me in a sealed envelope. She did that and I haven't opened it. I imagine that she came right to you with the information and I feel you told her that she was out of line and that I would discuss it with you when I was ready. I laughed out loud and said well, that couldn't be more accurate. Mike there is more as this is the third offer I have gotten in the last two months. Both from large firms offering a partnership and more money. They also want you as a client. That makes me wonder if they want you or me? Then there is the partnership and the politics involved with that as there are people in line for those and I would jump the line. I would have a number of people under me and be a big picture guy and practice very little law. Then I would need to bring in clients and work about 12 to 14 hours a day. The money would end up sitting in a bank and I would be way too busy to spend or enjoy any of it. Mike, I have a classmate from law school who works there and he said the pressure is unreal and the hours are awful. In fact he asked if I was looking for additional help here. I am absolutely sure I don't want to live like that.
Mike, this all goes back to that first time we met in Brian's office and we all went to the Capital Grill and when we were finished eating you simply, as a 16 year old, told Brian that you and I would be walking back. Then you indicated that Brian would most likely be the business attorney and that I would be your attorney. Mike, how did you know that in 90 minutes? Tim, I just do as we were in the same page immediately. So Tim are you even going to look at the offer? Mike, I am simply replying to the email, with a copy to you, saying not interested. I might offer Jackson a job as I get the sense you are about to build again. Tim, just so you know if you were accepting the offer, I was taking the company public, you are that important to me. He smiled and said thanks. As he was leaving I suggested he have a chat with Maggie.
Then almost without thinking I picked up the phone and call Wyatt's Grandfather. He answered saying what do you want or are you simply in the mood to beat me up some more? I said coach, I would like to stop over and chat before the game tonight. There was silence and I said I've taking my meds and promise to be respectful. More silence and I said I'll be there in 20 minutes feel free to answer the door or not and I hung up. I pulled into the driveway about 2 minutes later than I wanted and rang the bell. I waited and rang it a second time and was about to leave when the door opened and Coach Carson was standing there shaking his head. He said I can't believe your here and I can't believe I'm letting you in. He said follow me and we went to the room where we watched films. Once we were seated I said Coach, last night I said a lot of things to you that were true, what I should have done was said them in a very different way. A way that recognizes the respect you deserve as a coach, as grandfather to an elite QB and as an adult. I sometimes forget that I'm not in the business world and shouldn't always be direct. Dad taught me to never accept a total and complete victory, always be gracious and leave something for the person you just beat. I didn't do that yesterday and that was a mistake.
So that's your apology for being a complete control freak and for treating me with utter contempt and disrespect. Coach, I said I made a mistake, not in what I said but in how I said it. If you need to hear I'm sorry, I am sorry for the approach. Coach when you coached your last football game Wyatt was 6 and that team won your 5th Ohio Championship. In those roughly 8 years recruiting and both high school and college football have changed a lot. Right now there isn't a recruiter in the world who can approach Wyatt. Next year is a completely different story and Wyatt needs to start to figure out where he wants to go to school. Is it a football mill where he will be an arm in camp and there will be 3 or 4 kids who are as good as he his. Each with different talents and different strengths. Right now he is either the first, second or third rated high school QB in the freshman class. While they can't talk to him they are watching him, but for the most part this year is a bonus for Wyatt as there aren't many teams with freshmen as QB1. Coach understand he is QB1 and the message is being sent by coach that no one is exempt. Hell, I was 5 minutes late the other day and ran 5 laps in full pads. I just shrugged and ran. In 5th fucking grade I didn't build this team in my image and to be perfectly honest the first time I even thought about it was when the new defensive coordinator at VT mentioned it the other day. Look coach, Wyatt can play at any school in the country and that makes him unique. About 3% of the high school players in the country can play D1 football. Of that 1% can have a meaningful NFL career. Then you have to consider that all of us are one injury away from not playing at all. Coach, you know all that and it's nothing new to you. Hell you said the same thing to many of the kids who played for you and I know you coached kids that went on to have a great career in the NFL.
Coach, I get that's he is your grandson and that makes him different and besides his awesome natural ability you have made him football smart. You did all that and you honed his natural ability. A number of weeks ago Wyatt referred to himself as a eaglet. He wasn't that when he said it and he definitely isn't one now. You nurtured him and fed him and made him the eagle he has become. You even taught him how to fly but now you and me as well need to let him fly on his own and figure out what he wants and what is important to Wyatt. Josh and Todd will have his back next year then it becomes Wyatt's team and I hope he works as hard on his education as he does on his football. Coach, you son is right, Wyatt is smarter than the average eagle. So are you coming to the game tonight? Mike, I am going to scout next weeks opponent. Coach, it's senior recognition and it's an easy game and the week after most of the starters get rested as playoffs start. He laughed and said I'll ask Wyatt if it's ok, he was pretty pissed last night. I smiled and said 24 hours changes a lot, just call and nicely tell him you would like to be there. We chatted a little about how I managed the recruiting and he listened but didn't say much. I got the sense that he thought I should have selected a higher profile program. I said that I really controlled who I talked with and that in many cases I met with deans before coaches and that my degree will be undergraduate from VT and masters from CMU. Finally I said I needed to get to the damn pep rally. On the way out the door I suggested that he talk to his son about the game tonight. With that I drove to school.
Driving to school, I wasn't sure all that helped but realized it helped me. The pep rally was a pain in the ass until I I was handed the microphone and asked to say something, I simply handed to to JJ and and said say something profound. He smiled, grabbed the microphone and in perfect Texan speak he said, howdy partners how about you all turn tonight into cowboy night. Flannel shirts, hats and boots. I shook my head as he simply sat down. I was glad when it ended and found Wyatt and told him about my chat with his grandfather. He said thanks and that he called and would be at the game tonight.
We headed to the cafeteria and it was pizza and soft drinks and I grabbed a couple of pieces and a drink and put my coat on and went to the stadium. JJ soon joined me and we laughed about cowboy night and he said that he would bet me that there would be more than I thought. I told him about Heather and he said well that's perfect as Mia was spending the night with Heather and he was spending the night and the plane would be ready for departure at 7:00. Back in the locker room it was the usual, game pants and pads and a game jersey. Shoulder pads and helmet were pack in my bag and loaded on the bus. It took longer for 54 guys to do that than ride to the game site which was a 30 minute drive in more than moderate traffic. JJ asked, why didn't we just walk? I simply laughed and but my Walkman on and JJ grabbed an ear bud and bitched about the music choice.
As we pulled into the parking lot I got a sick feeling as I remembered the ass beating we took sophomore year. While I had a breakout game with 183 yards rushing and two TD's we lost 21-35 and the game wasn't that close. JJ and I were last off the buss and I simply went right to the bench and sat there. I needed to get the bad memories out of my head. Soon enough that reporter showed up and I simply laughed and said dude, you come up with a good question I'll answer it and if not you agree to never bother me pregame again. Ok, but who will determine if it's a good question? I pointed to the security guard and added, is he acceptable? The reporter looked and said sure. I called the security guy over and filled him in and he laughed and agreed. I looked at the reporter and he asked Mike, you still going to VT. The security guard burst out laughing and looked at the reporter and said dude, I only know of Mike but everyone has know the answer to that for 6 months so leave Mike alone. JJ having watched all this sat down and asked MJ, why you putting up with all this. JJ I amused my self with that stringer to get rid of the memories I had of the last time we played here. I played well but we lost big time. This dude can coach.
Guys were starting to come out for warmups and JJ and I went inside and padded up and joined in the warmups. We both took part in offense plays, ignoring the defense. As we were returning to the locker room JJ stopped me and pointed to the student section and I burst out laughing it was indeed cowboy night. In the locker room coach told us that this is a well coached team and that we needed to pay attention to the reads and that they liked to run the ball and we would start by stopping the run. I noticed Wyatt shaking his head and while we were waiting for the band to clear the field. I grabbed him and asked, what's do you know? Mike, just a feeling as I think they have been moving more and more to throwing the ball and more importantly they are out of the playoffs and are gunning for us, something about the ass kicking you guys gave them last year. Mike they run a play where the ball is pitched to a running back who tries to hit the QB with a pass. They have run it three times for big gains and one TD. Ok, is there a "tell"? Yes, they substitute a running back. Wyatt, tell your granddad thanks. Wyatt shook his head and said, tell him yourself.
Before the coin toss I asked Coach for the number of their starting backfield. He gave me two numbers and I went to Josh, Chad and JJ and filled them in. The officials were screaming for captains and we responded once we were set and we went to mid field. This time following my gut I called heads and we won and deferred. We kicked off and the kick was easily in the end zone and they had the ball first and 10 on the 20. As soon as they ran out on the field I alerted everyone as the running backs were not the starters. It turned out to be a formation I recognized from films and yelled purple. That was the code we quickly established if it wasn't the special play. White was the special play. At the last second Chad and I changed sides and their run play went for negative 4 yards. What I knew for sure was that jersey numbers were different and the dude I tagged for a loss was the regular running back. We held them on a run and an incomplete pass and they punted and while I was off the field, I told the coach what happened and what we were looking for. There was nothing illegal about this but damn the ethics and the sportsmanship sucked and now I was pissed.
The kickoff was to the 15 and JJ returned it 20 yards and we had the ball on the 35 yard line. Clark was in at QB and Todd and I were at running back and it was a simple hand off to me which went for 11 yards and I ran over a linebacker. We repeated the play and it went for 5 more yards. A play came in and I talked with Clark and asked him to change the play at the line of scrimmage and the play would be a stop and go to JJ on the right side. I stayed in to block and the play went for 25 yards as the safety had the angle and JJ got pushed out of bounds. We were now 1st and 10 on the 26 yard line. It got to be 4th and goal on the 1 and coach elected to go for the TD. I know everyone in the stadium thought I would get the ball but the play even surprised me as it was a QB keeper. Clark would take the snap and it was student body to our left which was to the weak side of their defense and to the short side of the field. The play worked and we were up 7-0 with the PAT. At the end of the first quarter I had 75 yards and Todd had 47 and we were up 10-0.
Wyatt was the QB for the second quarter and at the quarter I had a chance to talk wit Jim and we had a play that could put us comfortably ahead and it was an end around with JJ who would reverse to buy time and then lateral the ball back to Wyatt and either JJ or Todd would be open and I would be a safety outlet. Our first play on offense was that play and it went for a TD to Todd. This quarter we totally dominated as Wyatt threw for more that 200 yards and JJ caught two long passes and Todd and I had just under a 100 yards combined. The best part was when they ran their trick play, which Wyatt had described, JJ intercepted the pass and instead of taking it in for a TD he simply knelt down and turned the ball over to the offense. Coach called a time out and gathers us all together and he said to run the same play that they had just ran. We found it hysterical and that was out 4th TD of the quarter. We were up 41-0 at the half and in the mercy rule. The second half was run the ball and the final was 55-0.
At the handshake line us players were fine but the head coached stopped and screamed at each other. One pissed over us running up the score and Weston upset about the different numbers. We went to the band and sand the school song and ran to the locker room. I was detained by the press as were the two QB's Josh and JJ and the first question went to Wyatt as they were impress with is second quarter. He was asked why he didn't start and only play a half? He smiled politely and said well you will have to ask the coach, all I want to to is play hard and win. Then I was asked Mike, how did you guys win so big against a strong well coached team? Well we were motivated as we all remembered the drubbing we took here two years ago and we were not going to let that happen again. Mike did the number changes confuse you? Nope, actually it motivated me and I'm sure others. JJ you made an interception and had what looked like a sure pick 6 and you knelt down, why? I almost laughed out loud when JJ answered in perfect Texan drawl w replied yer all know I'm a cowpoke from Texas and that coach ohv-heir tried to pull one. Back home I woulda dun the same thing but the next play woulda been sump-um else. A sweep and we woulda put him on his rear. Just saying he is Slicker than a slop jar. I thought shit that was awesome but would cause another round of drama. We answered a few mor question and Josh added fuel to the fire by saying the numbers really didn't matter as we are in the playoffs and if they manage to qualify we will be ready for whatever back room crap they throw at us. The damn game is played on the field. Heck, I'll even print the signs to hang in their locker room to motivate them, as that was simply cheap. Mike, what do you have to say about all this? I smiled and said SCOREBOARD and headed to the locker room.
We took quick showers and the media descended on Coach. As soon as I threw my bag on the bus coach grabbed me and asked Mike, what did you say about the number changes? Coach all I said was Scoreboard as after Tex and the heir apparent were done there was nothing to add. He shook his head and said if they sneak into the playoffs they could easily be our first round opponents. I was hoping for a drama free game and the numbers motivated you guys and Wyatt went off the rails good and then the comments. Besides once that hits the papers tomorrow I'll be hearing from the league office. I shrugged and said well have a great weekend, I'll be in New York at the cabin. I got on the bus and sat in the back and wanted to get to the Tavern so I Gould eat and then spend the night with JJ. My only other thought was that I hoped he was as horny as I was.
Thankfully the short bus ride was uneventful and the bus was quickly unloaded. At the Tavern there was our usual table and I got there the same time as Wyatt, who jumped out of his dad's car and yelled thanks. I went in and and the group yelled " Hey Mike, where's Heather"? I yelled back GROUNDED and everyone groaned. Wyatt got a big hello and immediately asked for a ride home and I readily agreed. The group was Jim, JJ, Josh, Chad, Wyatt and me and no women. It was a fun time and the food was great as always but you can only drink so much iced tea. JJ said he would drop the truck off at home and grab is clothes for the trip. Wyatt and I started for the car and there was a note on the windshield it simply said "look behind the rear wheel". There I found a six pack. Alarm bells went off and I grabbed the six pack, asked Wyatt to sit in the car. Put the beer outside the door and went in and found the owner. I asked if he knew anything about the beer and he said nothing at all. I shook my head and asked him to get rid of it. Wyatt asked what was that all about me I said hopefully nothing and we started for home. I pulled onto Route 51 and might have gone a couple of hundred feet and there were lights and sirens and I pulled off the road into a parking lot. Sure enough the police car pulled up behind me and I was asked for driver's info, owners card and insurance. I explained that most of that was in the glove box. I retrieved the documents and handed them to the officer. When they returned I was asked to get out of the car. Officer, why is this necessary as there is no apparent reason for me to be pulled over. Well we were told you were drinking and have beer in you vehicle. Ok officer, please take me to Jefferson for a blood test and my attorney will meet me there. You have no cause to search my car. So let's get to the hospital? The only response was son open the trunk. Officer this is the second night in a row that I've been questioned about me drinking. I am not opening anything and if you are questioning me drinking I am, as is my right, requesting a blood test and be assured that besides my attorney the media will be there as well. You see last time you guys did this I won a settlement worth a couple of million. This time none of it will be donated to the local police. Please make it easy on your self and take me for the blood test.
There was a quick conversation between the officers and then one returned my documents and said sorry to have bothered you. I laughed out loud and opened the trunk and said please feel free to look. Understand, when I get back in town on Monday your chief and I are having a very long chat. The officer smiled and said, well that won't be necessary. I said officer, search the fucking car now or this will be on the morning news and in the local paper your choice. The car was given a quick going over. When it was completed I told the officers I hoped they would have a pleasant weekend and drove off. Wyatt looked at me and said Mike, that wasn't my granddad. Wyatt, I'm sure it wasn't and I took him home.
At my place all I wanted was a beer but we were flying in the morning so I settled on my third iced tea of the night and waited for JJ. He was longer than I was expecting and I lit a cigarette and almost immediately he appeared, threw is bag in the corner, grabbed my cigarette, took a big drag put it out and pushed me on my back and started to make out. Fuck, I was immediately hard and wanted out of my jeans and my hard on was pushing against the tight jeans. JJ stopped kissing and sat up and handed me the same note I had received. He laughed and said thanks for leaving first. I never looked and with my truck I simply backed up over the beer and there was glass and beer all over the place. You good with the police? I said shut up and pick up where we left off. He laughed and said well not here and he went into my room. I turned off the lights, locked the door and set the alarm and joined him. I smiled as he was naked in my bed with a very erect cock.
I just stood there looking at the sexy dude in my bed. I slowly sat down and rubbed my hands on is newly defined 6 pack and said well that's more fun than a 6 pack of beer. When did that happen. He laughed and said when I started working like Mike. Then I looked closely at his pubes and asked and when did that start to her trimmed? MJ when I started to shave my beard. I ran my hand over what appeared to be about three days worth or stubble and said so three days ago? He simply said about that. I leaned in and kissed him rubbing my hand through his hair which he was letting grow. As I kissed him I put my hand on his cock and started to stroke him nut when I realized he was close and I was wanting more I moved to his ball and pulled just enough so he felt it. I looked into those sexy brown eyes and asked did it hurt to shave your balls. MJ, not as all and this weekend I'm grooming you, trimming that wild bushes and shaving your balls. Your lucky I like a hairy ass. I straddled him with my knees on each side of his waist and grabbed his hands and pulled them above his head. He pulled the, free and locked his fingers behind his head and we kissed again. While we kissed I reached for his cock and positioned his cock at my home and then leaned back hard and grunted as his cock entered my unlined ass. It took a while but was sliding in and out nicely and I was dripping precum on his 6 pack. All of a sudden I felt him unload in my ass and it pushed me over the edge and I shot a rope of cum that landed on his chin and there was a pile on his chest. His softening cock slipped out of my ass and I licked my load off his chest saving the chin for last. I leaned in and we kissed and I filled his mouth with my load and we rolled on our sides whit my cock resting against his ass. We pulled up the covers and fell asleep.o
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