Hello!
I hope you still remember me! I know it has been a while since I last wrote but I've been incredibly busy lately. I hope you still remember the characters of my story and are still in love with the beautiful people they are. This chapter is intense in very new ways that I hadn't tried before so I encourage you to read it through and comment on what you thought about it. It is my first time writing sex or anything like it so please let me know how I can improve and send me an email to 69.avid.reader@gmail.com. I really hope you enjoy it.
Love,
Joey
Joey's Tale
Chapter 7
Friday night. Game night.
The tension in the school was palpable. Our high school was going up against its long time rival from the adjoining city. This was the first game of the season so it was incredibly important for both teams to do their best. That Friday the heat was unbearable, everyone was wearing shorts and flip flops.
Dylan had been practicing extra hard since he and Chris were the only new additions to the team and they had to prove they belonged in varsity. Sarah, Alex and I were sitting on the bleaches wearing the school's red and green.
We had never really gone out only the three of us so it was a lot of fun to enjoy this new dynamic. We were having a good laugh talking about my audition and how nervous I'd been. I laughed along with them; no matter what the results of the auditions were I was very pleased with myself for manning up and conquering my fear. I knew my chances were slim. They never really pick the youngest until they've auditioned a couple of times.
We were still laughing when Sarah said: "ooh, check out that guy from the other team! He's totally cute."
"Who?" I said as my eyes scanned the players in their purple jerseys.
"Number 6, O'Reily I think."
I noticed him then, he was pretty hot. He had a huge build but did not look menacing at all; he had beautiful features in his face. I couldn't tell what his hair looked like because he was just putting on his helmet.
Sarah and I kept on discussing which ones we thought were cute and which ones were just plain scary. I obviously stayed firm that Dylan was the hottest one on our team and the whole place. He looked delicious in his football gear. His tight pants outlined his beautiful butt in a way that made my mouth water. I blushed just by looking at him from the bleachers.
All this while I hadn't noticed that Alex wasn't participating in the conversation. I looked over to him; he seemed distant and uncomfortable, like he disconnected himself from us for the sake of not listening to what we were saying.
Just then the referee blew his whistle and the game began. We cheered and booed as the game progressed. Dylan was doing great! You could tell he was giving it his all. The other team did not stand a chance against ours. The score was very uneven, with us winning by a good amount of points, not enough for it to be a massacre but good enough to keep our players very highly motivated.
The referee signaled the end of the first term or whatever they call it and the cheerleaders did an awesome routine. Mary looked incredible in her cheerleading uniform and was at the top of most formations. We cheered loudly for Lacey too, who had done great as well. You could see it in her face that she was incredibly happy.
Sarah told me that the second term would start in like five minutes so I hurried to go to the restroom before it began. The large soda I had finished had gone right through me. The room was alone so I just went into the first stall I saw and released my soul. As I washed my hands afterwards I heard someone coming in and grabbing some tissue paper to blow his nose.
"Hey Joey!" I heard someone say. It was a deep, manly voice that I recognized immediately.
I turned and my suspicions were confirmed. Phillipe, the blue-eyed angel, stood before me, wearing an open green buttoned shirt with a white tank top underneath. He had dark cargo shorts and sandals. My jaw could've dropped right then and there. This god remembered my name.
"Oh, hey there Phillipe" I said with a shy smile. I still couldn't believe he was referring to me.
He seemed very pleasantly surprised as he said: "Wow, you remember my name!"
"Yeah, from the auditions" I said blushing furiously. He was surprised I remembered his name?!
"Oh yeah, of course." He blushed too. He was incredibly cute when he blushed.
"What are you doing here?" I asked stupidly, of course he was here for the game I just didn't know what to say to such a deity.
"Well supporting our team of course!" he said smiling with his beautiful perfect teeth. "So how did your audition go?"
"Pretty good I think. I was extremely nervous but I did my best. I'm sure they won't pick me though." I said more calmed now. He was surprisingly easy to talk to.
He opened the door of the restroom and held it for me. He followed right behind me and we started walking back towards the field.
"Why wouldn't they pick you? I'm sure you sing amazingly." He said simply. He didn't mean it as a compliment more matter-of-factly.
"I don't know. Plus I heard they don't usually pick first years." I responded
"I got in last year as a freshman. I'm sure that won't be a problem." He said with a smile.
"Wait, so you're a sophomore?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"I thought you were a senior or at the very least a junior." I said with big eyes.
He laughed a little. He had the most angelical laughter.
"What gave you that idea?"
"I don't know, the way Ms. Williams treated you I just assumed you'd been in this school for long." I blushed a little. But of course Ms. Williams was so nice to him, this angel must have the whole school drooling.
"Yeah, she's a sweetheart, but I've only been here a year." He said. He casually put his hand on my shoulder and said "Well, I'm going to go find my friends, but it was really nice meeting you. Don't forget they post the callbacks on Monday!" He blushed a little and squeezed my shoulder before he removed his hand.
"Yeah, I'm glad I met you too. I'll see you later." I said quickly and left before anyone could see the raising flag in my shorts. What the hell was I doing? Lusting over some guy I barely knew? I had a boyfriend for god's sake!
"What's the matter?" Sarah said as I sat beside her.
"Nothing, I'm just tired." I lied.
The rest of the game went pretty much smoothly. Our school scored a couple of more points and the match was over. We sang the school's victory song and cheered along with Mary and her squad.
I hurried to the bottom of the bleacher and saw Dylan running towards me as he took off his helmet. He ran his hand through his jet black hair in the sexiest way possible in front of me then grinned as he hugged me tight and swept me off my feet.
"Put me down!" I screamed laughingly, but he just laughed and twirled me in the air. I must've weighted nothing to him. "Congratulations baby, I'm so proud of you" I said quietly to his ear.
He smiled the most incredible smile and gave me the quickest peck on the lips before setting me down. Dylan then introduced me to some of the team as his boyfriend.
I was shocked at first when he said this but when I saw that the rest of the guys already knew about Dylan and me and greeted me very kindly I forgot my worries.
"Hi, nice to finally meet you; Dylan talks about his awesome boyfriend so much, some of us thought he was making you up." One of them said. I blushed but enjoyed meeting them very much.
"I got to go take a shower babe, meet me at my car in 10 minutes to go to the party at Chris' house." He said as he hugged me and ran towards the lockers.
I joined Alex and Sarah who were congratulating Lacey for her performance. We all agreed to go to the party at Chris' and celebrate. Lacey went to change and the rest of us gravitated towards the cars. Sarah saw a friend of hers from middle school and ran to see her. Alex and I waited next to Dylan's car.
"So how are things with Dylan?" He asked.
I could tell this was hard for him so I kept it simple.
"It's been great. He's such a gentleman and there is never a dull moment with him." I think I love him I thought, but didn't want to stress Alex more than necessary.
"I'm really happy for you." He said with a small smile.
"Thank you, Alex, it means a lot." I said and hugged him quickly. He blushed a little but it was as if all the awkwardness between us was erased and we were back to our normal selves. We were talking about the game when I saw Phillipe in his white BMW. He honked and waved toward me before speeding away.
"Who was that?" Alex asked as I waved back sheepishly.
"Just a friend, don't worry about it." I said rapidly. I don't know why, but I didn't want him to know about Phillipe. I wanted him to be my secret until I could figure out how I feel about him. I decided I should consult Sarah about it, I loved talking men with her.
Dylan got to his car finally, he looked beautiful in his black polo and tight jeans. He opened the car door for me and motioned to open it for Alex but he moved faster and opened it himself. That was weird but I didn't think too much of it.
We got to the party and saw a lot of cars there. I don't know why I was so nervous about going to this party; I had a lot of fun! I quickly bonded with the other players' girlfriends, most of whom were cheerleaders. Lacey and Chris were the center of attention because he had scored the most points and was constantly being congratulated and she looked stunning in her short cocktail dress. I could see my friends were having a blast. I saw Mary and Steve there so I went over with Dylan to greet them.
"Hey baby bro!" She said excitedly. I hugged her and congratulated her for the cheers.
"Thank you, the squad did great, I just hope we'll keep it up." She said.
Dylan and Steve started talking about some of the plays so I lost interest and went to find something to drink. I saw Sarah with her friends, some I recognized but others I didn't know. She motioned for me to come and introduced me to them. I chatted with them for a couple of minutes then asked Sarah to come with me to get some drinks.
Once we were away from the group I told her all about Phillipe in the men's room.
"Oh my God, Joey. What does this mean?" She said with mock horror. "You saw a gorgeous guy and your hormones reacted? You monster!" she said almost laughing.
I hit her shoulder playfully and laughed myself. I was making too big of a deal about nothing. Anyway we got our drinks and met up with the rest of the group. Dylan and Steve kept on talking football and cars and I don't know what else, and I had a blast with Sarah, Lacey and the rest of the girls. We discussed the hotties on the other team and agreed that O'Reily was the hottest one but that our school beat them in that department as well as on the field.
When Dylan was driving me back home I couldn't stop smiling.
"What is it, baby?" Dylan asked.
"Nothing, I'm just really happy. I've got everything I wanted." I said squeezing his hand lovingly. We made out passionately when we got home and I had to get out of the car before I ripped his clothes off and took him right there.
He walked me to my front door and gave me the most sensuous and delicious kiss ever. I swear I didn't see straight afterwards, like I was high on love. I struggled to find my key and finally said goodbye to my beautiful man and went upstairs.
I was really tired so as I stripped and crashed in my bed wearing nothing but boxer briefs I fell asleep.
In my dream I was in a luxurious room I didn't know, the lights were off and it was at night so I could only outline the furniture. It looked like a suite on the most elegant hotel ever. The bed was huge and very tempting, so I jumped on it and covered myself. I heard the door of what must've been the bathroom open and I saw the outline of a physical god.
He was sculpted to perfection; every muscle that shone with the light seemed pure and elegant. He was perfect in every sense. He was naked but I couldn't see but the outline of his body. He sensuously approached the bed and snuck in besides me.
I felt as his body pressed against mine and realized I was naked too. I reached my hand and caressed his gorgeous chest, his strong pectorals and his perfect abs. I had never felt such lust than I did then. He took my face in his strong, warm hands and oh-so-gently brought my lips to his. He kissed me deeply and passionately, making my tongue his and melting our bodies into one.
He rolled me on my back and covered me with his strong and huge body. He kissed my neck and licked my ear lobe in a way that drove me insane. I reached his back and felt his muscles flex as his hands caressed my thighs and ass. I grabbed a hold of his ass and squeezed those two globes of delicious perfection.
I realized then that this god wasn't only perfect, he was perfect for me. He was shaped exactly as I desired my lover to be. He turned us around, our bodies working as one.
I got on top of him and straddled his crotch. I felt his huge cock pressed between my ass cheeks and his stomach. I started to move my hips over his cock, loving the way his man pole felt when it touched my bud and sent electric shocks coursing through my body. I kissed him again and started moving my lips down his throat. Even his Adam's apple was perfect and sexy. I moved on to his right nipple and took it in my mouth. He tasted deliciously and had this incredible aroma of manly, musky essence that literally made my head spin. I went further down and found his treasure trail, I kissed it very gently and finally set my eyes upon my price.
His cock was the most perfect image of masculinity, lust and perfection I have ever seen. I wanted to take my time and make it as pleasurable to him as this was being for me. I went to the base and licked all the 8 inches until I reached the head. I did this several times, planting sweet kisses in random places of the shaft.
Then I grabbed it in my hand and felt it throbbing as I took the head in my mouth. I circled it lovingly with my tongue and then in one quick motion swallowed it whole. I deep throated this god for all I was worth. I could just not get enough of his perfect cock that felt so delicious inside me. He ran his hands through my hair and said he loved me over and over again.
I was ready for the next step. He set me on the bed and opened up my legs. He gave my cock a series of sweet kisses and then continued his trail all the way down to my hole. He passed his tongue over it sending me shivering in pleasure.
He penetrated me with his tongue and rim my ass incredibly. I would've never guessed this would be this amazing. After a couple of minutes of this incredible pleasure he gave my bud on last kiss and lined the tip of his cock to it.
He used minimal pressure and I immediately felt as my whole world collapsed and nothing in my reality existed but this unbelievable feeling of ecstasy that ran through every fiber of my being. With every thrust he gave me life, love, and the most incomparable pleasure. I moaned loudly and screamed his name high and loud. It felt so right, every single thing felt correct, like it was always meant to be this way.
I felt his pace quicken, and he took my cock in his powerful hand and started pumping it at the same rate. I felt I would cum the second he touched me but he was being careful to match my orgasm with his. At that point I understood why it is called love making, as he penetrated me deep with his incredible cock.
He took one last and especially deep thrust and I felt his grip on my cock tighten. That was enough for me. I felt the orgasm build up starting in my toes, coursing up my legs, my stomach, I felt my heart squeeze out all the emotion of intense love and exaggerated lust and force it through my cock and unto his powerful hand. He bent down and kissed me the way I had never been kissed before.
My mind shattered with the unsustainable pleasure of every jolt my penis did, as it caused my insides to tighten on the love rod in my ass. I felt how he moaned into me and let himself become a slave of his pleasure and give into his full ecstasy.
His orgasm coursed through me like I was merely an extension of his body. Our lips remained glued to one another as we climaxed together.
Once we were done he collapsed on top of me. I intertwined our arms and legs and continued to kiss him with the same intense passion he was kissing me. I never wanted this moment to end. This was the definition of physical satisfaction and I had known no greater pleasure.
I woke up from this amazing dream to a very wet bed and with my lover's name still delicious on my lips.
My Phillipe.
If you're not touching yourself even a little after reading this then I think there's something a bit off with you, because even as I wrote it I felt the need of release if you know what I mean. Anyway I hope you enjoyed it and I promise to try and write again soon. Please, I really would appreciate if you commented on the story, specially on the sex part so I know what type of things I did right and which ones I need to improve. I will answer every email I get at 69.avid.reader@gmail.com accordingly.
Love,
Joey