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The Lacrosse Ten Part 2
Damn!" "Never in a million years would I have thought this was what the meeting was about!"
Matt Nabors steered his car towards his buddy Jay's house. They usually took turns driving to school as they lived close together.
"Me neither!" Jay replied. "It's un-fucking-real!" Jay looked in the sun visor mirror to hand comb his shiny black hair.
"So whadda think? You up for it?"
"Well, I'm not crazy about a guy swinging on my dick...but on the other hand, a blowjob is a blowjob, right?"
"I guess so. I mean, it's been forever since I had one and she didn't get me off with her mouth, finished with her hand, but I know what you mean."
"You know the saying: the worst blowjob you ever had was wonderful!"
They pulled into Jay's driveway. As Jay unhooked his seatbelt Matt couldn't help but notice the rising tent in Jay's pants.
"I'll pick you up in the morning dude." Jay said, covering his bulge with his backpack.
Heading into the house he looked back to see a thoughtful look on Matt's handsome face.
**** "Fucker, I know it's gonna be you!" shouted Mike as he elbowed Casey in the ribs. "I know you'd love to chow down on a big old fuckstick!"
"Asshole!" Casey replied. "If it was me I wouldn't waste my time on that needle dick of yours!"
"Ah, come on buddy, I'll let ya have some practice time if you wanna get in shape for Friday!"
"If I want to practice sucking I'll get a straw instead of your puny cock."
The two Freshmen were having a spirited one-on-one basketball match in Casey's driveway.
They had discussed the pros and cons of the momentous meeting and naturally, being two years younger than their teammates, were firmly in favor of the plan. Now it was simply the expected macho postering of two teenagers looking ahead to regular blowjobs.
"How many years you been wanting my dick Casey? Middle school?"
"Soon as you grow one I'll let you know."
**** "Hey Drake! Hang out a while, will ya?", said Doug Chen to his running buddy. They had just completed a five miler around the neighborhood park and were gulping water out of the backyard hose at Doug's house.
"Yeah, okay. Lemme get my clean clothes outta the car and I'll be right in."
By the time Drake retrieved his clothes and bounced up the stairs to Doug's room, Doug was emerging from the shower.
As Doug dried himself Drake stripped and ducked into the shower stall. The boys kept a running conversation:
"So Drake, you think Noah means it? You're his best bud, you oughta know. You think this is really gonna happen?"
"I dunno man. I mean I get what he's saying, I get what he means, but I don't know if I really believe one of us is actually gonna suck dick.
I just don't see it."
"Yeah, I hear ya. Hell, everyone of us has a girlfriend, and whether we get any pussy or not, I can't see anybody switching teams, you know?"
Behind the glass door Drake gave a few tugs at his lengthening cock.
Doug slipped on a pair of white briefs as his balls tightened.
Both teens were turning things over in their minds.
**** "If it's you, you can just ask me. You don't have to wait."
Will cupped the front of his shorts as he stood talking to his teammate Randy.
"I mean if you been needing it, you should have asked me. You don't have to go down in front of the team, it can just be our secret."
Randy stared at Will's unblinking hazel eyes.
Fuck! I think he really means it! Randy mused.
Randy grinned broadly:
"So what you're wanting is a Personal Cocksucker! Too good to share with your teammates huh?"
Will grinned back.
"Why not? With all the horndogs on the team I'd have to wait in line for hours! How about it buddy? Ready to take a wild ride?"
Randy held his belly as he bent forward laughing:
"You are truly crazy Will! I always knew you were fucked up, this just proves it!"
Laughing, both boys began pushing one another in a subtle game of dominance.
"Hah! I think you want it!"
"I know you want it!"
**** That night in each separate house, a horny teenboy came a gallon across his abs and chest.
They were imagining the scene that would unfold Friday. Seeing an actual blowjob take place was already mind blowing in concept, but a buddy-blow?
Major meat beating images there.
They wondered who would be the one to meekly kneel on a pile of folded towels as a hard penis was waved under his nose.
Images of The Ten flickered across their fantasies as they imagined nine different cocks at stiff attention waiting for one overworked mouth.
Some wondered terrifying and forbidden thoughts about face pumping.
One jockboy jacked furiously with his mouth formed into an oval as his tongue frantically beat inside his virgin mouth.