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Chapter 5
From Garrett's rooftop I could see all of campus sprawled out along the hills, the city behind it with a million lights glowing from every direction. Garrett had passed out an hour before, we had a midterm the next day and I'd been studying with him. I was awake though, drinking my eighth beer or so, just watching the night hum. It had gotten a little chillier, but not by much. I was wearing my Longhorns hoodie and my usual gym shorts and sneakers. Since football season had started I'd been busy as fuck, and with school thrown in there I was lucking to have any time to myself.
I finished my beer, crushed it under my sneaker and pissed off the side of his roof. Then I crawled back in through Garrett's window and walked by his room, seeing him lying butt ass naked on his bed. Something nearly came over me, I imagined myself crawling onto his bed and lying on top of him, kissing the back of his neck and rubbing my dick in his butt crack, feeling my cock buried in his warm, hairy butt... Damn, I must be drunk, I thought to myself. I walked into his living room and took off my shirt and passed out on his couch.
I smelled bacon and stirred awake, it was around 8:00am. I opened my eyes and heard Garrett frying up some breakfast, the radio playing an old Oasis song. He was humming along, I sat up and saw him in the kitchen in his undies, standing over the stove. I rubbed my eyes and got up, wandering into the kitchen.
"Morning man." He said, smiling at me. "Coffee?"
"Yes, please" I responded, pouring myself a cup.
"Sorry I passed out on you last night, how late were you up?" He asked.
"Eh, not too late.." I said, taking a sip.
"Nice, well I made some bacon and eggs. And there's toast too." He said, building himself a plate. "Help yourself" He added.
We wolfed down some breakfast, me sitting on his counter in my gym shorts and Garrett sitting on the kitchen table in his undies. After our hearty meal I felt good as new.
"Thanks for breakfast dude, I feel ready to conquer this fucking test" I said.
"Me too man, me too" He said.
We strapped on our backpacks and walked to campus, filing into the lecture hall with the hundred or so other students, taking a seat next to each other. The TAs passed out the tests went over the usual shit, I looked over at Garrett and nodded, giving him a nervous smile. He gave me a thumbs up.
I felt pretty confident during the first page of questions, but by question twelve I was getting a little worried. It was about binary logistic regression, a part of the lecture I'd never fully been able to grasp. I casually moved my foot over towards Garrett's and tapped his sneaker a couple times. He looked over at me and I slyly pointed to the question. He nodded and pulled his gym shorts up a little bit, exposing his hairy, muscular thigh. He wrote the letter `B' on his leg. I nodded and filled in the answer. He pulled his shorts back down and gave me a thumbs up. We revisited this strategy on questions nineteen and twenty four.
After the test we celebrated back at his place with some beers, it was mid afternoon at this point and we fired up the grill. We cooked some dogs and burgers and kicked back in the warm sun. Some old dude yelled from the sidewalk that we weren't supposed to grill on the roof and I responded by mooning him. Garrett cracked up at that. We cranked some music and hung out, eating and shooting the shit.
"Thanks again bro, for helping me. I'd be lost as fuck in that class if it weren't for you" I said, and we did a little handshake.
"Course buddy, anything for a Longhorn" He said, grinning at me.
Later in the evening we played some Mario Kart and continued our booze marathon, getting increasingly competitive with our drunkenness. We'd also ditched our shirts and were down to our gym shorts.
"Ya know dude, until I met you I don't think I ever drank this much" Garrett said as he opened another beer. "You football players are savage as fuck" He added, both of us erupting in laughter.
"Cheers to that man" I said, clanking cans with him.
After awhile I pulled out some whiskey and the sun started going down. I started really feeling drunk and brave and getting a little horny too. It always happens when I get drunk.
"Ya know, you bought that big old dildo and we've only used it once" I said, taking a swig of Evan Williams.
"Well, you've only used it once" Garrett said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
"Oh yeah, bro? You been stuffing your butt without me, huh?" I said, laughing and punching him in the shoulder.
"I mean.. I don't know" He said, laughing.
"Go get it dude, I think I'm about ready for a go at it" I said, my dick hardening in my shorts. Garrett got up and walked into his room, emerging with it.
"Bad news man, I'm outta lube, ain't got any lotion either" He said, tossing me the dildo.
"That's cool man, we can make due" I responded.
"Does it ever weird you out that it's shaped like a dude's dick? Seems kinda gay.." Garrett said, looking a little concerned.
"Nah bro, if it feels good it feels good. Besides, gay dudes like it for a reason I guess" I said, shrugging.
"That's true. Oh well, I mean you're our best player on our whole fucking football team so if you say it isn't gay then I guess it isn't" Garrett said, grinning.
"Good point, you now what they say about Lacrosse players..." I said, smiling devilishly. Garrett tackled me and we started wrestling around on his floor. I pinned him down on his stomach with his arms behind his back.
"Hah! I got you man, you're trapped!" I exclaimed, taunting him. Then I added in a whisper: "You're gonna get it now."
Garrett struggled a little bit, both of us laughing. I used my free hand to pull his shorts down over his ass. I gave it a good smack. He managed to break free at that point and we wrestled some more, both of us getting sweaty. We got up, cracked open a couple beers, laughing and pretend punching each other.
"So, uh, bro.. About that dildo.." I said, picking it up. I slapped Garrett in the ass with it, he jokingly bent over and made a surprised face as I did it again.
"There's something wrong with the suction part though man, it won't stay in place anymore" He said.
"Damn bro, how hard you been riding this thing, huh?" I asked, erupting in laughter. Garrett grinned. I continued, "Well man, I mean, I can hold it in place for you if you want."
Garrett thought about it for a second. "If you don't mind, then why the hell not. We're both straight, we should be comfortable with ourselves" He said, taking a giant swig of beer.
"Exactly" I added, nodding.
Garrett pulled his shorts down to his ankles and bent over on the couch. I got behind him with the dildo and smacked his butt with it again.
"Wait, bro. We don't have any lube.." Garrett said, looking back at me.
"It's cool bro, I got you" I said. I spit onto my hand and rubbed it on his asshole. He looked back at me again for a second and almost said something, but he spread his legs open wider instead. I lined up the dildo with his ass and started sliding it in, it was tight as fuck without the lube. He moaned. I noticed his cock growing, too. I kept pushing it further up his big, hairy ass. I could see his ass muscles tightening as it slid up there.
"Feel good bro?" I asked him.
He nodded. "Yeah man.. It does.." He said, moaning.
I pushed it further up his butt, his ass muscles relaxed more and more the harder he got. I started moving the dildo back and forth, getting a rhythm going. Garrett started whacking off too, his balls slapping my hand as I shoved the dildo up his butt. I could see beads of sweat moving down his lower back, the hair on his ass cheeks wet. He flexed his butt muscles as he got pounded by the rubber dick.
"I'm gonna.. shoot.." He managed to say as he grunted and started spewing his load all over the couch, his ass pounding the dildo. Slowly, every drop of jizz shot out onto the couch and he let out a deep breath. I slowly pulled it out of his butt. Garrett collapsed onto the couch next to his mess of cum looking sweaty and relieved.
"Wow dude, just wow... Thanks Chase." He said, shaking his head in disbelief and giving me an appreciative smile.
"My turn" I said, tossing him the dildo. I got on my back on the couch and lifted my legs into the air. I was already hard as a rock.
"Good thing my ass already lubed this up for you" He said, looking at the dildo. He followed my lead and spit onto his hand and rubbed it on my asshole. I grinned at him. We looked each other in the eye for a second while he rubbed my butt, he had a stoic, almost dazed expression. He spit on his hand again and rubbed my ass more. I moaned a little. His fingers rubbed my ass, the tips sliding in and out of my asshole. I felt one of his fingers go into my ass, he looked at me with a devilish grin. Without breaking eye contact he leaned down and took my cock into his mouth, sliding his warm mouth down until his nose was grazing my pubes, inhaling the smell of my sweaty package. I ran my fingers through his shaggy, wavy hair as he sucked on my boner. He kept fingering my ass while he blew me, he had two fingers probing me, his other hand playing with my balls. I moaned, deep and low. He started blowing me more furiously, breathing hard as he licked and sucked every inch of my shaft.
"I know you said it was your turn man, but I want seconds.." Garrett said, his voice sounding hungry.
He put the dildo next to me on the couch and got up on my lap, facing me. I didn't say a word, and we both just looked at each other. He leaned in towards me and we kissed. Our tongues began exploring each other's mouths, he reached behind his ass and started lining my cock up to his butthole. I moaned, the tip of my dick rubbing on his sweaty, warm hole. I felt it easily begin to slide up his butt, he moaned into my mouth as we made out. I grabbed each of his big, hairy ass cheeks in my hands and squeezed them as my boner traveled up his warm ass.
"Oh shit dude, you're up my ass...feels so good.." Garrett said, moaning. Our bodies were covered in sweat, grinding against each other, his dick hard and rubbing against my abs as his ass rode my boner up and down. He reached behind and grabbed my balls, tugging them as he bounced up and down. I rubbed my hands from his ass cheeks to his abs, up to his lightly hairy chest.
I picked him up and laid him on his back, both of us lying on the couch. Garrett put his legs in the air and our foreheads touched as I fucked his butt raw.
"Yeah bro, you like it up the butt, huh?" I snarled, feeling really close to blowing my load.
"Oh yeah Chase... do it, jizz up my butt.. give it to me" Garrett said, his voice low and commanding. I started stroking his dick so he could cum too. I could see his balls tightening as he let out deep moans. That's all it took for me to start unleashing ropes of jizz inside him, his cock spewing it's second load all over ourselves.
We laid there on top of each other for a second, breathing heavily. I slid my dick out of his butt and sat back on his couch. We were both a mess of jizz and sweat. We were both catching our breath.
"Sorry bro, I gotta fart" Garrett said, farting some jizz from his ass. We both looked at each other and laughed.
"I don't blame you bro, I just came a lot up there" I said, both of us getting up. "Wanna hop in the shower?" I asked.
"Definitely man" he responded.
We got in the shower and soaped up, talking about our usual shit and being regular guys again. It's like something came over us from time to time, us guys. Sometimes I just had to have it. Sometimes we just had to have each other.
We passed out in his bed, butt ass naked. I'd spent more time at his apartment recently than I did at mine. We woke up and threw on some gym shorts, headed off to campus.
"Well man, I gotta get to BioChem. But hey, I, uh, want to see you later." Garrett said, looking at me. He was looking at me differently than any other guy had before. His expression was longing. It gave me a strange, excited feeling in my stomach. My heart started beating a little bit faster.
"Sounds good, man." I responded, flashing him a grin. He smiled back and we parted ways.
We had a game that weekend, winning 34-12 and celebrating with a night of debauchery. Coach Henderson, our head coach, came out to the bar with us too, bought a round for the boys. Duncan, Jeff and I all took a couple tequila shots, chugged some beers. The whole team was there, being rowdy as hell. I shared a cigar with a couple guys from the team outside on the bar's patio, it had started to rain.
Later in the evening I started walking home, the rain had really started coming down. My clothes were covered, I was dripping wet. I could've caught a ride with one of my buddies but they'd left earlier than I wanted to. A Ford F150 pulled up next to me as I walked down the sidewalk, I looked over and saw Coach Henderson in the driver's seat, waving to me. I hopped in.
Coach Henderson was young for a head coach, especially for a huge university like ours. He had buzzed brown hair, was lean but toned. He was rocking some facial hair this season, which we all gave him shit for. He was nice, sure, but he was a coach too, so he was firm and stoic most of the time.
"Thanks Coach, it's really coming down out there" I said, my clothes soaking wet.
"Course buddy, anytime" He responded, giving my shoulder a quick squeeze. "Jesus Chase, you feel so cold. Do you want a towel or something?" He asked, turning the heat on in his truck and fishing around in the backseat. He found a towel, handed it to me. "I can't let our best cornerback get sick this time of year" He added, laughing a little. I noticed he had a Budweiser bottle in his cup holder too.
"Thanks, Coach, really" I said. I pulled my soaked shirt off, drying my upper body. I'd been working my ass off on the field and in the gym, my body was looking toned and muscular. I pulled my shorts and boxers off too, drying my package and ass crack in his passenger seat. It was only Coach, after all.
He took a swig of his Bud. "Want a beer Chase?"
"Sure" I said, resting the towel over my junk and cracking open the cap.
"Where do you live?" Coach asked.
"Over on Longview, and 22nd" I responded, the rain outside pouring down sideways. I felt my ass sticking to his leather seats as I moved around a little.
"Alright, cool. You know, you were great out on the field today buddy" Coach said, nodding his head at me appreciatively.
"Thanks, that means a lot. I've been working my ass off" I said, taking a swig of beer.
"It shows, I really shows" He added, pulling up to my house.
"Well, thanks for the ride Coach" I said, reaching over to shake his hand. He pulled me in for a firm hug.
I picked up my shorts and shirt that were crumpled into a wet ball and got out, holding the towel next to me. I was wet anyway so I just jogged up to my front porch in the buff. I started fishing through my pocket in my shorts to find my house key. Fuck. It must've fallen out somewhere. I looked back at Coach Henderson, still idling in his truck. I wrapped the towel around my waist and jogged back over.
"Hey Coach, I can't find my house key. I think it fell out in here.." I said, looking around for it on the seat and on the floor. Coach started looking too. Rain was pouring down into the truck so I hopped in again and shut the door while I continued to search for them.
"Sorry Coach, I must've dropped them somewhere. My roommate's gone for the weekend too... You can take me to my buddy Garrett's house over on Cedar if you want" I said.
"You sure he'll be there?" Coach asked.
I nodded and we started driving over. My phone had died earlier in the day so I couldn't text Garrett but I figured it would be okay if I came over unexpectedly. It was a Saturday night after all, he was probably up. I kinda of laughed to myself at my naked ass sitting in Coach's pickup, I'm sure I'd get plenty of shit from the team when they heard about it.
We pulled up in front of Garrett's and I finished off my beer, folded up Coach's towel and put it in the backseat. "Well, thanks for real this time Coach." I said, smiling at him. My ass was still sticking to his leather seats. "Sorry I got my bare ass all over your leather seat" I added, laughing.
"Don't worry about it, have a good night." He said laughing too, and I got out.
In the pouring rain, butt ass naked, I climbed up Garrett's fire escape and crawled up to his window. Garrett was sitting at his kitchen table with cards laid out, playing Solitaire. I sat there for a second and watched him, sitting there in his undies with a beer. I tapped on the glass. Startled, he squinted towards the window at me and then grinned.
"Chase.." He said, opening the window. I crawled in, dripping wet and completely naked. "What are you doing out there?"
"I uh, lost my house key." I said gesturing toward my soaking ball of clothes.
Garrett put his hands on my shoulders, facing me. "You're all wet, and cold.. Let's get you in the shower" He said and smiled.
Garrett took my clothes and put them in the dryer while I stepped into the hot shower. I watched all the mud and dirt from the day circle the drain as I stood under the hot stream of water. Steam filled the bathroom, clouding over the glass panel door on the shower. I could see where Garrett had previously written in the condensation with his finger, it read "48", the number on my football jersey. I smiled to myself and finished washing up.
When I got out of the shower I saw that Garrett had put a pair of his gym shorts and a t-shirt on the counter for me to wear. I threw them on and walked out into the kitchen where he was sitting at the table.
"Feel better buddy?" He asked as I sat down.
"So much better, thanks again dude.." I said.
"Beer?" He asked me, leaning back and opening his fridge. I nodded. He knew the answer to that question was always yes.
"You kicked ass out there today, I was there watching" Garrett said.
"You were? You shoulda told me, I would've mooned you from the fifty yard line" I said, grinning. Garrett leaned over and gave me a playful punch on the arm. "Thanks though, man, for everything. Really." I added.
"Of course man." Garrett said. We just sat there for a second, looking at each other. Maybe it was the beer, or the encounter I'd had with Garrett a few days before, or the fact that we'd won a game today, but I stood up and leaned in to him and started kissing him. Hard, my tongue moving through his mouth. I sat down on his lap and put my arms around him as we furiously made out. His hands slowly went down my back and under my shorts. He gave my bare ass cheeks a squeeze, holding each of them in his hands, spreading them apart. I could feel his boner beneath me, mine was rubbing against his abs.
Without a word I stood up and pulled Garrett up with me, we couldn't keep our hands off each other though and were making out against the wall, kissing and grabbing each other all the way into his bedroom. We pulled off each other's clothes, our hard cocks at full attention. Rain was pounding against the window as we crawled into his bed, rubbing our warm bodies against each other. We grabbed each other's cocks and balls, my fingers going down his hairy crack and poking his butt hole as we made out.
"Chase.." Garrett moaned under his breath, kissing my neck and chest. He grabbed my ass and climbed on top of me. I was on my back with my legs up, Garrett's cock poking me in the ass as we continued making out, sweaty all over. Our hairy bodies were rubbing against each other, grinding intensely. Garrett's cock started sliding into my ass, I let out a deep moan. He grabbed my dick and starting stroking it, my balls tensing up as he filled up my butt. My hands reached up and grabbed at his hips as he started pumping my ass, beads of sweat dripping down his chest.
"Fuck me.. Dude.. Fuck me up my butt.. Come on.." I growled, my voice husky and low.
"You like that, Chase? You like me fucking your ass?" Garrett said, biting his bottom lip cockily. He grinned as he rammed me raw, his sweaty balls slapping my ass.
He pulled out and leaned up and stuck his cock in my mouth, I put it between my lips and rubbed my tongue all around the head before sliding his shaft down my throat, inhaling the musky scent on his pubes as I blew him. As I bobbed up and down on his throbbing cock, I reached behind him and stuck my finger up his ass. He moaned, his cock hardening and leaking salty precum into my mouth. Pulling out of my mouth, he sat down on my cock, lining it up and feeling it slowly slide into his tight ass.
"Put it up my butt dude.. Do it.." Garrett said, under his breath almost. His eyes rolled back in his head as he sat down on my sweaty boner. His ass enveloped my dick in his warm, tight ass. He put his hands on my chest and grabbed my pecs as he started bouncing up and down on my cock.
I knew I couldn't hold it much longer. Garrett was ramming it just the right way. "Dude.. I'm gonna nut.." I managed to say in between grunts and moans.
"Do it bro.. Up my ass.." Garrett said, looking at me intently as I shot my load into his ass. He was furiously jerking his cock too and started unleashing ropes of jizz all over my abs and chest. We were both panting, covered in sweat and jizz. Garrett smiled at me, then pulled my dick out of his butt and leaned down and took it into his mouth, sucking it dry.
Garrett laid down next to me and we both caught our breath.
"Dude.. Chase.."
"I know man, I know.." I said, and leaned over and kissed him.
The next morning we threw the football in the park, had a lazy Sunday afternoon grilling out and playing video games. I felt a lot closer to Garrett, throughout the day we both kept finding excuses to grab each other or wrestle. I don't think either of us could really pinpoint, or even admit, what we were feeling.
Monday morning was practice at the asscrack of dawn. Afterwards I shot the shit with Duncan and Jeff in the showers, Jeff had gotten a girlfriend apparently. I looked at his ass the whole time and thought of how good he was at taking dick, even two at once. We all chuckled to ourselves, reading each other's minds.
"How long do you think that'll last?" I asked Jeff, all of us grinning.
"Probably until you two come over again" He said, and we all busted out laughing.
After the shower, I was drying off when Coach Henderson walked up. I hadn't really talked to him since he'd given me a ride the other night.
"Hey Coach, thanks again for taking my sorry ass home" I said.
"Of course, someone's gotta take care of you crazy boys" He said, grinning at me. He started going over some strategies with me, I absentmindedly dried off my junk and ass as he kept talking. I started fumbling through my duffel bag and realized I forgot a change of boxers, oh well, I thought. I'm freeballing today. I put on my short gym shorts that showed off my thighs and a t-shirt as Coach Henderson finished going over the next day's practice schedule. You could see the outline of my cock through my shorts, but I didn't have much choice.
"You have class right now?" Coach asked me, looking over at the clock.
"Nah, my class this afternoon was cancelled" I said.
"Wanna help me with a little project I'm working on? I'll buy you lunch" He asked me.
I shrugged and nodded. Coach patted me on the back and ushered me toward the door of the locker room.
We hopped in his truck and started driving through the city, heading through an industrial part of town and ending up at a hole in the wall BBQ joint. "They have the best ribs" Coach mentioned as we walked in. I stuffed myself on pulled pork and ribs, we drank sodas and talked football. It was nice having this one on one time with Coach.
After lunch we headed through the industrial park to a lumber yard. "I gotta get some wood for my deck while we're over here." He said.
I helped him haul some 2x6 cedar planks into the back of his pickup. We loaded a bunch of them up, lining them next to each other. I sat on the edge of the pickup truck bed while Coach went back into the lumber place to take a piss, and as he walked back up to where I was sitting he started laughing.
"Dude, Chase, I can see your balls hanging out" Coach said, laughing and shaking his head.
"Sorry Coach, I don't have any underwear today" I said, and pulled back my shorts so that my entire package fell out. Coach made a face and laughed, turning away.
"Get it in the truck you crazy boy" He said, and we both laughed.
We drove down the highway back towards the neighborhood where Coach's house was, a nice, tree lined street with two-story colonials. We pulled his truck through the driveway into the backyard where his garage was. I started unloading the wood from the back of his truck, hauling them into a pile next to his half-finished deck. I was still feeling pretty silly, and when he turned back around from dropping off a load of planks I mooned him as I was bent over his truck bed.
"Jeez Chase, keep your shorts on." He said, laughing. I left my shorts down for a minute. I stretched my arms out above my head, spread my legs and touched my toes, doing the stretches we did before practice. We were both cracking up. Coach came up behind me and smacked my butt cheek.
We kept unloading the wood and started laying the planks in a row on the deck, nailing them in. Coach got us a couple beers and the hot sun started beating down on us. I took my shirt off and kept nailing in the boards, Coach was over at the table saw in his garage cutting down the boards for the railing. I decided to take a little break and walked into the garage where Coach was. He'd taken his shirt off too and was all sweaty like I was.
"Dude, Coach, this garage is like an oven" I said, only wearing thin shorts but still sweating balls. I stepped in front of the fan he had going and felt myself cooling off. I pulled my shorts down to my knees and to let my sweaty package get some air.
Coach chuckled. "Not a bad idea Chase" He said, walking over. He unbuttoned his shorts and dropped them to his ankles, then pulled his boxers down too. We both were cracking up, standing in front of the fan with our dicks hanging out. I chugged the rest of my beer and crushed it in my hand, tossed it in the trashcan. I turned around. I spread my ass cheeks apart and bent over a little.
"This feels good too" I said, feeling the breeze on my ass.
Coach did the same thing, nodding in agreement. "No shit, this does feel good" He said. We both laughed a little. We turned back around and let our packages get some more air.
"Damn Coach, you're packing some serious meat there" I said, looking over at his giant cock. It hung down long and low, thick and veiny with a bush of pubes surrounding it.
"Thanks buddy, you obviously got a lady-pleaser there yourself." He said, and grabbed his shaft absent-mindedly. He stretched it a little, let it grow. "Truth is though, my little guy hasn't gotten any attention from the wife lately. He's been begging to come out." He said.
"I know what you mean man, I've been feeling like busting one out all day.." I responded, tugging at my cock.
A silence fell between us, both of us grabbing our cocks and getting semi-hard.
"..wanna stick it up my butt Coach?" I asked, my voice low, sort of quiet.
I looked over at Coach, who had bitten his bottom lip and nodded at me. Without a word, I bent over on his work bench and stuck out my ass. Coach's hands grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart, moving them around. My cock was getting harder and harder. I could feel my ass opening up the more turned on I got, and my ass crack was so sweaty I barely needed any lube. Coach spit into his hand and rubbed it around on my ass, then started pushing his head in. Coach's cock was huge. As he slid his huge dick up my butt, I was getting harder and harder, precum leaking out and the pleasure going up my spine. I moaned. His hands grabbed my shoulders as his huge schlong went straight up my hairy butt. I reached back and grabbed his balls and played with them, tugging at them as we started getting a rhythm going. His cock started pounding my prostate, deep in me.
"Yeah Coach, fuck yeah.. Put it up my ass.." I said, backing into his cock for more. He pounded me harder. His huge balls were slapping against me as I gripped the edge of the table. Sweat was dripping down my body. Coach pulled me up so that his abs were pressed against my back. He ran his hands down my stomach and grabbed my cock, stroking it furiously. With his giant cock filling up my butt and my cock getting stroked like that I knew I was gonna bust a nut. He was getting close too, breathing and panting into my ear and ramming my butt harder and harder. I felt it coming on, my cock stiffening up and my ass relaxing as I spewed my jizz all over his work bench and table. Coach grunted and moaned and shot his load up my ass.
Coach kept fucking me until his cock was almost soft again, jizz dripping out of my ass as he pulled out.
"Damn Chase, you gotta nice ass on you." Coach said, shaking his head in disbelief almost. He gave my ass a smack. "Let's finish up that deck and have a beer." He said, and we pulled up our shorts and went back to work.
Later in the evening I went back to my apartment and laid in my bed. The streetlight came on outside, casting a yellow glow through my bedroom. I heard my phone buzz on my nightstand. I looked over at it and saw it was a text from my older brother, Drew.
"Sup buddy" It read.
"Not much, u?" I texted back.
"Headin down to Austin this weekend" He said.
"Crash at my place bro, bring some beer" I responded. He sent me a thumbs up back. I smiled.
Over the next two days I went to practice and class and kept to myself mostly, now both Coach Dean and Coach Henderson were giving me sly grins on the field and in the locker room. In Stats, I saw Garrett and sat next to him during the lecture. I was so beat from practice I started nodding off during class. Garrett woke me up at the end.
"Come over after class" He said, and smiled at me.
Later in the evening I crawled up his fire escape with a six pack and tapped on his window. We played some video games and drank our beers, ordered a pizza and went over the Stats lecture I mostly slept through.
"Any big plans this weekend?" Garrett asked me as I shut my Stats textbook for the evening.
"Well, my older brother Drew is coming in town" I said.
"Oh shit, Drew fucking Ree. He's a football legend." Garrett said. "Almost as much as you" He added, both of us laughing.
"Yeah, he's coming in on Friday evening. You should kick it with us." I said.
"For sure man, that'll be fun. Does that mean I won't get any this weekend?" Garrett asked, giving me a mischievous grin.
"Not at all. But hey, why wait until the weekend?" I asked, putting my hand on Garrett's leg. I leaned in towards him and we kissed.
"Hey, uh, Chase.. Will you stick this giant rod of yours up my ass?" Garrett asked, taunting me and grabbing my growing cock under my shorts. He gave me a sly smile.
"Anytime" I said, picking him up and carrying him into his bedroom where we would spend the rest of the evening exploring each other's bodies.
Chapter 6 coming soon!