Date: Tue, 26 Nov 2002 14:41:25 -0800 (PST)
From: JK
Subject: FRESHMEN Q.B.'s "PRACTICE PATTERNS"

Attn: The contents of this story are based entirely on
fiction. None of the events in this story what so ever
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FRESHMEN Q.B.'s "PRACTICE PATTERNS"

Yes it was another year of football. But this year was
no ordinary football year, we were freshmen in the
highschool. I know what your saying, "Why is he so
happy to be a freshmen, dont they get picked on?" And
thats a reasonable question to ask but I was in to it
for other reasons beyond just being happy to be in
high school finally. Highschool meant swimming in gym
class, taking showers after football and a bigger
selection (if you know what I mean).

So our first football practice began the typical two
weeks before the begining of school. And believe me if
you've ever been in Indiana on a summer August day
you'll know what I'm talking about when I say hot as
hell. I remember we were having practices with the
temperatures being like 98-100 degrees. But as I saw
it, it was the linemen, the biggers guys. That were in
for it, because our line coach was a real ass.I saw
them one day, they had to push this big ass sled. As
for us runningbacks, and me(qb). We had it pretty
good, all we did was run patterns for the first few
weeks.Plus we only had to wear helments, since werent
doing anything with contact. However, after that was
when school started and we started having practices on
top of being tired as hell from school. People would
often slack off in practice, therefore causing us to
have to run sprints and shit. Sure I was in shape and
all, and it wasn't that hard but it didn't help my lack
of energy for homework. When I say I was in shape, I
was fairly decent back then 6 foot 155lbs. and I was
also fairly ripped in return working out the past few
summers. Not to brag but I wasn't half bad looking,
normally bleached blonde hair, tan with ice blue eyes.
So our practices continued for a few week until this
one new kid joined on the team, named Sean Withers. I
hadn't seen anyone much more handsome than he was till
then. He had light brown hair,hazel eyes and he was 6
foot as well and my favorite brand of clothing on
Aeropostale. When he joined I heard him inform our
coach that he would want to be quarterback if
possible, or as he put it that was what he played at
his previous school. The coach reluctantly informed
that I had already filled the position but if he
worked hard in practice it might be a possibility. So
bummed out about this, I started working extra hard to
earn my keep on the team. The first practice that Sean
was in, I thought I about fainted in the showers when
I saw him in the nude. He was really toned, not like
overdone, but toned. He had a nice 6 pack with a
firmed chest and hot brown nickel sized nipples. I
think he noticed that I was checking him out, because
he came over and asked if we could share a stall. I
would of been out of my mind to decline, so of course
I said yes. He started talking to me as we were taking
our shower, he complimented me on being so good at
quarterback. I was kinda quiet concentrating on not
getting a hard on in front of this kid.

Dumbfounded he asked again, "Did you hear me? I think
your doing really good at qb, I wish I could be as
good as you"

I popped out of my trance, "Oh yeah, thanks a lot
you're not half bad yourself."

Finishing washing off, "Hey you want to come over to
my house and run a few patterns out of the play book?"

Surprised I kinda loudly said, "Sure that'd be
great!"

So after school I met up with him and his mom. As I
found out when I rode home with him he was rather
rich, his mom driving a Cadillac Escalade. When we got
in the car Sean introduced me to his mom, and informed
her that we were gonna practice some patterns
together. When we got to house my prediction of him
being rich proved its self once again, he lived in a
nice ranch style house, with another s.u.v. parked in
the drive, this time it was a Mercedes. When we got
inside his house he informed me that he had to change
into some more comfortable clothes. He asked me if I
wanted to borrow some, being the same size as him I
happily agreed. When we got up to his room , I was
amazed at how neat it was, he had a nice full size
bed, Playstation 2, and a rather large computer. When
we got there he dug through one of his drawers and
threw me some mesh Nike shorts and a matching
sleeveless shirt. He got a similar one for hisself but
it was Addidas. When he slipped off his cargo pants
that he had on, I got really got turned on because he
was wearing Hanes boxerbriefs that was my all time
favorite kind of underwear. Not to mention he had a
slight tent too. Excited I started to get a bit hard
too. Kinda oddly looking at my reaction to my
hardness.

He said, "What it's no big deal? Everyone gets them"

Kinda surprised that he noticed me" Umm well, I'm just
not used to see others peoples thingys"

Nerviously he asked,"Umm, do you want me to help you
get rid of that, if you help me with yours?

Not getting enough time to answer he started pulling
down my orange and blue Aeropostale boxers exposing my
now hard 6 inch dick. That was fully grown with pubic
hair. He started sucking at my cut penis. Kinda ,
wanting him to stop, but then I realized how good it
felt and just fell back on to his bed. As he was
sucking me, he started to caress my scrotum now making
me moan. As he sucked harder and harder and harder I
started to get closer to orgasm. Not to mention he
kept massaging my ass cheeks while sucking me.Sean
must of sinced this because he stopped sucking and
just began to masturbate me. Within a minute or two ,
I came, getting semen all of my hard abs. Still
breathing heavy, I lunged at his blue boxer breifs,
reavealing his still hard 6 and a half inch dick. It
was beautiful, he didn't have a lot of pubes but he did
have some. Being unexpierenced I just started to
mimick what he did to me, swirling my tounge around
the head of his penis and taking the length of it,
fully down my throat. Meanwhile, as he did carresing
his forested with light brown pubes ball sack. As I
did, he began moaning loudly, I thought he was about
to come. So I just jacked him off the rest of the
way,stroking his hard cut dick.Until he came all over
the place. He got semen on my stomach even.

Still catching his breath he asked, "Well I know that
was weird, I hope you don't not like me anymore since,
well, I'm gay."

Surprised, "No not at all, in fact it turns out I'm
gay too."

So after this we had many more practices of
"Practicing Patterns"

(also if you were wondering after reading I am a bit
of a brand fiend)