After my rendezvous with Peter during the football trip, I was hoping that we would be getting together regularly. I loved his body, and he seemed to have a good time when we were together. Peter never really talked to me at school or practice; we never became friends like I had with Charlie, but he did occasionally want to get together with me. However we never could go to his house or mine, so we didn't have any great opportunities. I think we were both still a little freaked out about how Charlie's Dad caught us, and so neither of us wanted to risk having sex at home.
We ended up taking off after practice in Peter's car to a secluded area where I usually gave him a blowjob. I enjoyed it, but it was pretty quick and seemed sort of dirty or seedy. We did have another memorable experience together before the end of my freshman year.
Although both Peter and I played football, we didn't share any other sport together. One day at the beginning of the spring sports season, he stopped me in the hall and suggested that I volunteer to be a manager for the baseball team. I never really liked baseball, and I knew that I wasn't any good at keeping the book for baseball because I had a hard time distinguishing between pitches and whether something would be considered an error or not. So, I didn't consider myself a natural to be the manager, but I assumed that Peter wanted me to travel with them team. So I talked to the coach about it. The head baseball coach was one of the assistant football coaches at our school, so I knew him pretty well. And he agreed to let me be a manager, and when we talked about my problems with keeping the book, we agreed that I could get Peter to teach me.
The team traveled during Spring Break, and the managers were not required to go, but we were encouraged to go. My family had plans to vacation, but I was excited about spending a week on the road with Peter, so I made the plea. I was allowed to skip the vacation, so I was all set.
It wasn't too hard to get assigned to Peter's room since coach knew that he was supposed to be training me. Also, unlike in football, he mixed up the ages in the rooms, and he didn't really have friends room together.
Peter and I shared the room with two other guys, so things would be a little difficult. (Charlie also played baseball, and I tried to get him in our room, but that didn't work out.) The first night on the road, nothing really happened even though Peter and I were sharing a bed. We were both so tired and had to get up so early that we didn't have much of an opportunity. However the second night both of our roommates decided to join friends in another room watching a movie after lights out.
As soon as they left, Peter told me he was tired and was going to go to bed. That was cool with me, so I stripped down to my shorts and got into bed while he was in the bathroom. The previous night, Peter had slept in regular shorts rather than boxers, and I was worried that he might do the same thing tonight. When he came out of the bathroom, he was still dressed, but he soon pulled off all of his clothes. He pulled the chain across the door so that when our roommates returned, we would have to let them in the room. I was getting very turned on. He began looking through my bag, and he pulled out my previous day's boxers and put them on. My boxers were tight on Peter's bigger body than mine, and it forced his dick to stick out of the fly. It was very hot. Peter turned off the bedside lamp, but he left the bathroom light on.
He climbed into our bed and started sucking on my already hard cock. I couldn't believe that he was doing this, but I loved it. He sucked me through the fly of my boxers rather than taking them off. After a few minutes, he brought himself up level with me and we began kissing each other on the mouth. I could feel his very hairy chest and his protruding dick against my stomach. It was great. He started whispering something in my ear, and I couldn't understand what he was saying. I asked him and he said,
"I want you to fuck me."
This was beyond anything that we had ever done before, and it shocked me a bit. I really hadn't considered this possibility, and I wasn't sure I wanted to. I finally agreed, and I thought he would get on his stomach, but he laid on his back, and started pulling down my boxers that he was wearing. He lifted and spread his legs out. I was able to get on top of him sort of like I would a girl, and I enjoyed this position more than what I assumed I would have to do to fuck him.
It took him awhile to get relaxed enough for my dick to get inside him, but we finally made it and it was fantastic. We took out time, and I remember doing something that I did with girls where I flex my dick while it is inside them (without moving it), and Peter liked it as much as girls do. I remember how Peter begin spewing out cum without even touching his dick. I had grabbed his hands with mine and had his arms raised above his head. It really turned me on to know that he was so excited that he just began to cum all over the place without any physical stimulation.
I came inside Peter, but he had made a big mess all over the sheets and both of us. We had to get up and take another shower, which we did together. We also had to sleep on wet sheets that night, but that was okay.