Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2011 12:44:38 -0400 From: Johnny Smith Subject: The Mascot Part I This story is completely fictional. Names, characters and incidents are a product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is completely coincidental. This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally, please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk. Part One There are only two things my Dad really loves. The first is the Army. My Dad joined the Army right after high school. He tells us his life was complete shit before that and the Army is what 'saved his life'. He stayed in for ten years before he finally decided he could live in the normal world. He also met our mom and she got pregnant. Of course they never told us she was pregnant with my brother before they got married but you don't have to be a genius to figure it out. My Dad's other love is soccer. He played it his whole life and the only time I ever see my Dad excited is when he's watching or coaching a game. After the Army he finished his degree and now he's a history teacher and soccer coach at our high school. Let me just say, I'm not looking forward to starting high school. My brother is everything my Dad wanted. He is the star forward on the varsity team and he's probably going to get a scholarship to play for college. My Dad says he doesn't have to join the Army, but my brother already said he wants to do ROTC at college and then enlist as an officer. I'm an ok player, probably better than average, but I'm no star. I also can't stand the thought of going into the Army. Not only do I not want to kill people, but I don't think the Army would even take someone like me. Two years ago, when I was in sixth grade, I went to stay with my grandparents in Florida. There was a boy in their neighborhood named Simon. He was kind of a weirdo but he had a pool and I'd go over to his house to swim. One day after swimming we were up in his room sitting on the bed when for some reason I got the feeling to kiss him. We kissed for about a minute and then both of us realized what was happening and I jumped up and ran out of the house. I didn't ever see him again. I don't think it was all my fault. I think Simon wanted to kiss me too, but it's hard to tell. One thing I remember most about that day was how hard my dick got in my pants. The whole time we were kissing it felt tight and squeezed like I needed to take my pants off. After that I couldn't get the thought of kissing a boy out of my head. I guess you could say I was boy crazy. But all this happened in secret, because if my Dad knew he would kill me. There were some boys in my classes in 7th and 8th grade that I liked, but the boys who I really have the biggest crushes on are my brother's friends. My Dad thinks it's good for me to be involved in soccer at all possible times so when I'm not playing in my league I go to my brother's practices and games at the high school. Sometimes when I go to practice he makes me play, which is no fun because the older guys kick my ass, but I like to go to the games. Except for running to get water, I can sit back on the bench and watch. I even have my own jersey. My favorite crush is a forward named Mike. He has blonde hair and he's kind of skinny, but I think he's cute, and he's always nice to me. The center midfielder is a red headed guy, Jeremy, and everyone thinks he's hot and he even worked at Abercrombie and Fitch in the mall last summer, which I guess only hires hot guys and girls. But I think he can be cheesy. And there's John and Tyler and Gabriel and the goalie Marcus. Marcus is really tall and muscular, but he doesn't have the best looking face. Going to all the games and helping out my Dad sucks, but most the guys like me and they started to call me Tony because the Titan was our mascot and someone made a joke that I was like their mascot and the mascot's name was Tony the Titan. It started as a joke, but next thing I knew it was a permanent nickname. Between games and practice my Dad also loves when his team comes over to the house too. He would tell them about the virtues of the army or give them advice about girls or college or their futures. Whenever they come over I am back to being Tony and my Dad makes me run for chips and soda, like I'm running for water. I don't mind for the cute ones, but some of them got on my nerves. Gabriel was an annoying one. He was very cocky and even my Dad had said he was a trouble maker. His mom was from our town in Wisconsin, but his Dad was from Venezuela. Gabriel was born in Venezuela, but his family moved back to Wisconsin when Gabe was small. His Dad still talks Spanish to him and he understands it too. He has lots of thick black curly hair and the hairiest legs I've ever seen. He is only a junior, but sometimes seems a lot older than even the seniors, including my brother. I didn't like when he called me Tony and sometimes he would grab me as I walked by or tug on my shirt. There was also something about the way he would talk to me like everything he said had a double meaning. I thought he was making fun of me. One night Gabriel and some other guys from the team were over and they were going to spend the night. My parents went to bed and I sat up with the guys watching a movie. The movie ended after midnight and I wanted to go to bed, but when I got up Gabe asked me if I was going to sleep with my teddy bear, which was rude and embarrassing I said back to him, 'Fuck You'. His reaction to this was to jump up and chase me down. I started to run up the stairs, but he grabbed me back and pulled me to the ground. He was on top of me, using all his weight to hold me down and I couldn't get up. Then he put his hand up my shirt and started tickling me. I couldn't help but start laughing hysterically. But it was a painful laugh and it hurt and I was afraid that my Dad was going to wake up. I could see the other guys and my brother were on the couch laughing at me. Gabe was on top of me, his face only inches from mine and every time I'd push up he use his weight to push me back down and tickle me some more. I would push up and he'd push down again and we kept doing this until I started to feel pressure growing inside my pants. It was like the time I kissed Simon. Now I started to worry that Gabriel was going to feel my boner, but the more I tried to not think about it, the more I did, and the harder it got. Gabriel was in between my legs, pressing down, he must have felt it, but if he did he didn't say anything. Eventually after I begged him to stop, he got off of me and when he finally let me up, I rolled to my side, away from the others, so they couldn't see what was happening in my pants. I jumped up without turning around and ran up stairs. The guys didn't see my pants sticking out, they just called up after me, 'Good night Tony..Go to your teddy bear'. In my room my dick went back to normal and I stripped down to my underwear and was soon asleep. I was dreaming when I was awoken by my brother. He and Gabe were in my room. My brother said that Gabe was going to sleep in my room because there wasn't enough space in his room. There were always people sleeping over, so it was no big deal, I just nodded ok and rolled back over to sleep. It didn't take long for me to be completely asleep again. Just as I started dreaming I was awoken again. This time it was just Gabriel and he was sitting on my bed. At first I thought something was wrong because of the way he looked at me and I started to get up, but he moved up close to me and told me everything was ok. He said he just wanted to lay with me for a little bit. It was definitely strange, but I figured he just didn't want to sleep on the hard floor. I scooted over and he crawled under the covers with me. He was only wearing underwear and I got really uncomfortable with him in there. For one, his body was a million degrees I felt like I was starting to sweat. But also my chest started to feel really tight, like I couldn't breathe. I could sense where his body was and I had the strongest feeling to touch him, but I was terrified. I couldn't move. Gabriel turned to his side, so he was facing my back. I could feel him breathing on the back of my neck. I laid perfectly still for a long time, but I wanted to get closer to him. I acted like I was still asleep and just sort of wiggled, like I was dreaming. I twitched again and this time I think he moved forward, because we made contact. As soon as we touched his hand came up and around me and pulled me into him. His warm body enveloped me. His bare chest was hard and pressed into my back and one of his muscular, hairy legs moved in between my legs. My dick came to life in my underwear and was hard again and straining to get out as he pulled me tighter against him. I reached up my hand and put it over his to show him that I liked it there. Just then, I had this fear that that maybe Gabe was dreaming that I was someone else, so I said, 'Gabriel are you awake?' He just mumbled 'Uh huh'. Then I said, 'What are you doing?' His reply was, 'Nothing.' It was more than nothing. He moved himself up and as he slid up I could feel a hard lump from inside his underwear, along my legs and stop against my butt. As soon as it stopped I pushed my butt back against him. It wasn't deliberate, but it was like I was losing control of my body and my thoughts. Like something my body naturally wanted. I desperately wanted to feel what was inside his underwear, like it was a magnet pulling me toward it. He pushed forward again and I pushed back grinding us together. My butt was against his dick, but it was hard to make out the shape and I moved my butt up and down to feel its size. I wanted to look at Gabriel's face and so I rolled over to my back and when I did he leaned over and started kissing me. It was hard and forceful and his skin was rough like sand paper but I didn't want him to stop. We kissed like that for a few minutes, but I started thinking about my brother or my Dad coming in. I broke away from Gabe and asked him a second time 'What are you doing?' But he didn't say anything and he just started kissing me again. I wanted to resist, but I couldn't. I opened my eyes as he kissed me. His eyes were closed and I could see his face. He was so close he was blurry. Until now I didn't think Gabriel was the hottest guy, but he was cute. But the more he kissed me the more I was attracted to him. He never had a girlfriend and I wondered if he was gay, but I wondered to myself, 'there must be hotter, more muscular, more developed guys in high school, why would he would want to make out with someone like me, a boy in the 8th grade'? It didn't make any sense to me. But I know he liked it because next think I knew his hand was pulling down my underwear. I wanted him to stop and I grabbed his hand. He asked, 'What's wrong'? and all I could say was, 'What if my Dad comes in?' He said 'No one is coming in.' And he forcefully pulled my underwear down my legs. I was self conscious because I don't have much hair down there and I was afraid he would find out and make fun of me, but I don't think Gabriel cared because next thing I knew his hand was on my dick and he was massaging it up and down. It was like when I jerked off myself, but it was weird that it was someone else's hand. He let go of my cock and moved over so he was on top of me. He lowered his weight onto me, like when he was tickling me but this time I was naked and he was in his underwear. He kissed me some more then moved down and kissed my neck. It tickled a little bit, but I resisted laughing. Next he kissed my chest and when he did I arched my back up because it felt so good. I put my hands on the back of his head, his thick black curls intertwined with my fingers and I held on to him as he went back and forth between my little hard nipples. He kissed me some more on my stomach then moved down under the covers. He held onto my dick which was so hard I thought it was going to explode. He jerked it a few times then pulled down so my foreskin was pulled back behind the head and put the tip in his mouth. It felt like fire and I jumped. I told him to stop and I was too sensitive, but he told me to relax and I'd get used to it. He put it back in his mouth and started to lick the tip again and my whole body went rigid. It was burning, but felt good at the same time. I wanted him to stop, but I wanted to cum at the same time. I told him to stop again, but he ignored me and moved his mouth down until my whole cock was in his mouth. My hips shot up on their own and tried to push my dick further into his mouth, but it was already in all the way. Gabriel made a few more motions up and down with his mouth and it only took a minute before I started cumming. I wanted to scream but I was afraid of waking someone up so I just tightened my fist up into a ball and bit my lip so hard I could taste blood. Gabe kept sucking, but my dick was burning up and it was super sensitive. I reached down and pulled him off of me. He jumped up and went to my trash can and I saw him spit my cum out of his mouth. I just laid on the bed, naked and exhausted. Gabe sat back down next to me and asked how I liked it. I didn't know what to say so I just nodded up and down. He asked if it was my first blow job and I nodded again. He leaned over and kissed me and I tasted the funny taste of my cum in his mouth. My dick was still hard and when I looked at Gabriel sitting in his underwear I wanted to try it on him. He must have read my mind because he said, 'Now it's my turn.' Gabriel stood up, and I sat on the edge of the bed with my face just about level with his waist. He wore skimpy blue underwear, not like anything my mom would buy, and I could see the shape of his dick. It shot up the right side, and it was long and really fat. The tip ended near his hip. I leaned over and kissed the tip of it through the underwear. It was hot and I could smell the detergent in the cotton, but it mixed with another smell, like sweat or something. I reached up and pulled his underwear down slowly. Before long I could see, just under the waistband, the beginning of lots of thick, black hair, that was bushy and wild. I kept pulling down and there was more and more hair. The funny smell got stronger as more and more of him was exposed. Finally it was as far down as I could get it and the elastic was hung up on his dick. I was going to reach for it, but he beat me to it. He pulled his dick out and pushed the underwear down to his ankles, as he did his dick and balls popped free. I had to take a deep breath. His dick was enormous and was pointing right at my face. It shot up from his body then curved down again, like a bomarang with a little arch in it, right about the middle. The head was even fatter than the rest and was covered in his dark brown foreskin. At the end was a puddle of clear liquid and a string hung down from where a droplet had just fallen. There was hair all around his dick and it crept down his legs. His balls were huge and just as hairy as the rest of him and they hung low between his legs. I wanted to give him a blow job, but I couldn't move for some reason. He was looking at me and I just looked back at him and asked, 'What am I supposed to do'? He reached down and griped his cock, slowly pulling it back so the big purple head came out. The clear liquid was smeared all over it. He worked it back and forth a few times and then he told me to give him my hand. He took my hand and put it on him and I started jacking him. His dick was really hard and hot in my hand and then I had to strongest desire to have it in my mouth. I leaned in and took in the head. Right as I did Gabe told me to cover my teeth. I did cover me teeth and I put out my tongue to taste him. The clear liquid was sweet, but his dick was salty, like sweaty skin. I wanted to take the whole thing in my mouth but it hit the back of my throat and I started to gag. Gabe told me to slow down and to just massage it with my mouth and to get it really wet. I did my best to make it feel good, but I didn't really know what I was doing. The only blowjob I had experienced was only a few minutes ago. Gabriel told me to use my mouth and hand in the same motion and work his dick up and down and I did this, but it was hard to keep my mouth stretched open for so long. It seemed to work because after a few minutes he started groaning. I changed position a few more times and after a while he said, 'That's it, just like that.' Whatever I was doing he really liked because he was pushing his cock into my mouth just as I was working it with my hand. My hand was near the hairy base of his cock and he was thrusting hard against it. Gabe started to tell me that he really liked it and not to stop and he was going to cum. And he said 'yeah' and 'fuck' a lot and just then I felt his dick swell even bigger and it jumped and that's when I could taste his sperm in my mouth. I wanted to swallow it but it caught me off guard and I pulled back. He grabbed his cock out of my hand and jacked it really fast and I felt cum hit my face and I instinctively closed my eyes. My eyes were shut tight when I felt it hit my face again and then my chest. It felt like burning hot, sticky syrup. When I opened my eyes he was shaking in front of me and I saw more cum shoot out of his dick and hit my chest. It kept shooting until it was all over me. His cock must have shot ten times. I've never made so much cum in my life. His dick was starting to droop a little and I leaned in and took it in my mouth again. I could taste the sperm and it was bitter and left a weird sensation on my tongue, but I liked it for some reason. I squeezed his softening dick and more came out and this time I swallowed it. Gabriel used his finger to wipe some of it off of my face and then stuck his finger in my mouth and I started sucking and licking on his finger. He asked if I liked the taste of his cum and I just nodded. He collected the cum that was all over my body and fed it to me off his finger. Some of it he just rubbed it into my skin. The smell was over powering and I thought if anyone walked in there would be no disguising what just happened. Next thing I knew I was sound asleep. I was so tired I didn't even dream. Normally I wake up about 6 on my own but this morning I was completely asleep when my dad burst in at 6:30 and flipped the light on and shouted 'It's a beautiful morning, everybody up!' At first I had forgotten about the night before, but as I rolled over my skin felt tight. I looked at my chest and it looked like my skin was peeling. I touched it and started to remember the night before and realized it was Gabriel's cum all dried up on my chest. I could feel some crusty residue on my face too. I looked over to the floor and Gabe was there sound asleep in a sleeping bag. Thank goodness he didn't fall asleep in my bed or naked. I jumped out of the bed and slipped into the bathroom. Luckily I was the first one there and I locked the door and started the shower. After I was clean no one would have known what had happened. My sheets were a little sticky, but I washed them when no one was home. Gabe didn't say anything about it and neither did I. Sometimes I'd forget what had happened, but that's just when he'd come up to me when no one was around and pat my butt, or grab me. He always found a way to touch me. I wanted to touch him again too, but there was never a chance because someone was always around. That's until the weekend my parent's went out of town. It was about three weeks after the first incident and my parents were going to something at my mom's college and since it was a few hours away, they were going to stay the night. My brother is 18 and I don't need a babysitter, so they decided to let us stay by ourselves. They also said that a few select guys could stay over. It was a Saturday night and some guys from my brother's team (not Gabriel) came over. We made hamburgers and played ping pong in the garage and then sat down to watch a movie. It was about 11 when the doorbell rang. My brother answered it and it was Gabriel and Marcus, the goalie. My brother and I were a little concerned because my Dad said only a few of the approved guys could come over. Also Gabriel pulled out a bottle of tequila and we were definitely not allowed to drink. I knew that if my Dad found out he would kick both of our asses and probably kick Gabriel off the team. I didn't want anyone to drink but everyone else wanted to. My brother was nervous too but he pulled me aside and made me promise not to tell. So they all started drinking Tequila and they asked me if I wanted some, and I said no way. They finally talked me into taking a shot and I drank about half of it before I started to feel like I was going to throw up. I held is down, but I started to feel sick after that and light headed. I didn't want to be hanging with the older guys after that and I just went upstairs and sat on my bed and read a book. I was reading when Gabriel came into my room. I think he was drunk because he smelled like Tequila and he wasn't making any sense when he talked. He sat close me and told me how lucky my brother was because he (Gabe) didn't have a little brother and he thought it would be cool if I was his little brother. It was really weird. He put his hand on my leg and started rubbing it, and it felt good, but I knew everyone was downstairs and they could up at any minute. He looked me right in the eye and said I could put my hand on his leg too, so I did. His leg was really strong and hairy, not like my leg at all, and it was really nice to touch him. I started to loose control of my thoughts again and I wanted to kiss him so bad. He must have sensed it because he leaned in and started kissing me. I was caressing his leg and he started moving his hand up my boxer shorts when I heard feet on the stairs. I pulled back fast and started reading again. Just then Jeremy threw open my door. Gabe was still sitting on my bed and Jeremy asked, 'What are you fags doing?' Gabe jumped up and got in Jeremy's face and told him not to be such a douche. They left together and I read for a little while longer before falling asleep. I was asleep when Gabriel slipped back into my room, jumped right into my bed and started feeling me up. It was happening so quickly I told him to stop, but he started to hold me down and started kissing me. I pushed him away, but he is really strong and he moved so he was on top of me. He was still wearing jeans and a T-shirt and I was just in boxer shorts and the denim was hard and rough. He next started pulling at my underwear and before I could stop him, they were down and off and I was naked. I begged him to stop that someone might come in, but he said everyone is passed out and they aren't coming in. He was in between my legs and started grinding into me. He was smashing my dick and balls and I had to keep telling him to slow down, but it was like he was possessed. He kissed me hard and pushed his tongue into my mouth and I could taste the nasty Tequila, but I still wanted it. The jeans were rubbing my skin raw and since he wasn't stopping I asked him to take his pants off. He didn't waste any time doing that. He sat up and ripped off his shirt first. Next he pulled off his jeans, then his underwear. Now we were both naked with Gabe kneeling over me. His dick, with its little bend, was sticking at me and I didn't know what to do first, I wanted to suck him off, and kiss his face, and kiss the rest of his body at the same time. I decided to start with his chest. I got up so we were both kneeling on the bed facing each other. His chest was hard and his nipples were like three times the size of mine. I kissed them and he held my face against his chest, rubbing me against him. We were kneeling on the bed and he moved in close to me and his dick was pressed against my stomach. Now I was the possessed person, I was kissing him all over. He lifted up his arm and kissed along the inside of his arms. His armpits were as hairy as his head and I could smell his body odor. I kissed his chest and stomach and face. I knelt down and kissed the head of his dick, then licked it. I licked the shaft up and down and jerked him a little to watch his foreskin move back and forth, revealing the purple head. My body wanted to feel it inside me and that thought scared me as much as it excited me. Gabriel pushed me down and laid his naked body in between my legs again. His dick and his huge hairy balls pressed against mine and he was moving his hips up and down, pushing into me. The pressure felt so good I thought he might make me cum just like that. Then he lifted up his hips up high and thrust down again, but this time his dick went under me and rubbed against my butt. I wondered if he did it on purpose or if it was an accident. I wanted him to do it again, so I lifted up my legs, so my butt would be more open to him. He started thrust his cock under me and the tip would push right into my butt. I could feel his dick was wet with precum and I started to wonder if it would slip in, but the harder he'd press the more I realized it was really big and my butt was really small. That didn't stop him from pushing against me though. He was kissing me all over, my chest and my arms; he moved to my neck and was smothering me with kisses when he said in my ear, 'Do you want to have sex tonight?' I didn't say yes, but I leaned over kissed his mouth as hard as I could. My heart was racing. Gabriel sat up and he told me to roll over onto my stomach. He spread my legs apart and laid back down on top of me and started grinding again. His giant dick was pressing up and down against my butt now and every motion made me want it even more. The area around my ass was really sensitive and I could feel every motion. He would start with the tip and press it into me like he wanted to enter me, then he would slide it up so I could feel every inch of the shaft, finally he would drag his heavy nuts across my anus. He did this a lot and I was arching my butt up so I was open to him. Then he sat up and that's when he put one wet finger against my ass and pushed it in. It went right in, all the way to his fist, with the first push. I felt helpless now, like I was pinned to the mattress, but it felt good. He swirled it around, stretching me open. He pulled his finger out and spit right onto my ass, then brought his finger back to work the slippery spit into me. He kept doing this making me more and more wet and more open. I knew what would happen next and that he would try to put his dick up me and I tried to stay relaxed. He was alternating spiting on my butt and spiting on his cock when he finally brought himself over me and pressed the tip against my butt and pushed. It burned like the worst pain of my life and I bit my lip and squeezed the pillow under me. I was tight and he backed away and took a few more turns spitting on me and fingering me. He was using two fingers and the fingers felt so good I thought it was good enough and maybe we didn't need to go all the way. He would push them in and I'd push back and ride them a little bit. But I knew he wasn't going to be satisfied just fingering me and he got back in position. He set himself on top of me and started pushing and the pain came back as bad as before, but I tried to take it. He was pushing and tears started welling up in my eyes when I felt myself open and he pushed into me. It hurt and I felt stretched beyond anything I could imagine, but I was strangely excited by the pain because I knew Gabriel's cock was inside me. I could feel the ridge his cockhead just inside my ring of my anuslocking him into place. He pushed in deeper, but it was too much to bear. I asked him to stop, but he didn't stop and kept pushing in so I had to put my hand in between us and hold him back. He was just barely in me but when he tried to go deeper it was unbearable. He kept his dick in place and lowered his full weight on my back. He pressed his sweaty face against mine and said, 'Damn you are fucking tight.' I wasn't sure if it was a compliment or not. He started pushing in more and I let him go a little further, but I had to stop him gain. He laid on me and worked the few inches I could give him, back and forth. I thought he might cum that way, but after a couple of minutes he started to pull back. It felt like my butt was being ripped apart when the fat head pulled out of me, but soon it was over. I was on my stomach and he massaged my butt cheeks and fingered me a little more, which felt good, but my butt was starting to feel sore. Then he told me to roll onto my back. I was on my back, looking up at him and he was like the most perfect man I had seen, like something supernatural. I spread my legs to show him I was ready to try it again. He spit on his hand and smeared it on my butt, then spit on his dick and worked it all over the head. He held his cock in his hand and knelt over me and I lifted up my ass and kept my legs spread wide. He pushed against me and at first it didn't go in, but he held it in place and leaned into me and I felt myself opening up. With a pop the head locked into place. My eyes started watering again but I didn't want to make a sound because the house was full of my brother's friends. Gabe could see the pain on my face and asked if I was ok, and I just nodded. I took his hand in mine and pulled him close to me. He started kissing me again and the sensation of his tongue in my mouth made me forget the pain. He slipped one arm under me and pulled me up to him. With the other hand he was feeling me up and down. He pinched my nipple and then moved down to my leg and under my thigh. He hoisted my leg up and both my feet locked around his waist. My hands were exploring him too, his muscular arms and back. My hands slid down his back and over the hard and hairy muscles of his butt. I pulled him to me and his cockhead pushed deeper into me. The more it hurt the harder I'd kiss him and grip his back. It was strange to want so desperately something that hurt, but I wanted it more than anything. He pulled back, but before he came all the way out, he pushed in again. I wasn't sure how deep he was, but the pain wasn't so bad and Gabe was started to get into a rhythm of pulling out and pushing in. Every stroke seemed longer and longer as he worked more of his manhood into me, but he always kept the same slow and steady rhythm. Each time he pushed in I would lift my hips to help him get a little deeper and then I'd pull away as he backed out. We worked together pushing and pulling like this, slowly and easily for a long time, then I felt his pubic hair tickle my butt and I knew that nearly his whole dick was in me. He backed out again, this time it felt extra long as he slowly lifted away until the ridge of his cock caught my ring and he pushed in again. This time I put my hand on his hip and pulled him all the way until I could feel his pubic hair and the weight of his body pressing against my ass. He was in all the way. I almost started to cum just knowing that I had him in me so deep. I think Gabriel could sense the urgency growing in me too because he started working his dick faster. He picked up speed with every stroke but it didn't take long before he said, 'I'm going to cum.' He pushed a few more times than with one deep stroke his body stopped. He made this deep animal like grunt and I felt his dick jump inside me. He body was still, but he was panting and I could feel his dick twitching inside me shooting load after load of cum up my butt. He laid like that for a long time, sweating and emptying his balls into me. When the spasms stopped he collapsed, his face was wet. My dick was super hard and I thought I was going to explode and I reached between us and started jacking myself. Gabriel sat up with his dick still deep in me and he started thrusting again. It was wet inside me and his dick was now sliding easily back in forth. I laid back, with my legs up and eyes closed, jacking myself. Then Gabe took my dick in his hand and started jacking me while he kept fucking me. His balls started slapping against my ass and his cum must have been leaking out of me, becuase it made a wet, smacking sound. I finally started to feel an electric sensation build inside me. It started inside my ass where Gabe's dick was slamming into me then traveled into my balls and finally out of the tip of my dick. My orgasm lasted a long time and the whole time, Gabriel kept fucking me. I don't even know where the cum went, it just exploded. Finally I caught my breath and Gabriel stop thrusting. He was all the way inside me, grinding his hairy balls against me, but it didn't feel as hard as before and when he backed up, his dick sort of fell out of me because it was soft. I reached down and felt that I was all wet in between my legs and my ass felt tender. Gabe fell on me again and kissed me more, but this time it was light and gentle. We laid there for a little while and I asked him why he wanted to sleep with me instead of someone in high school but he just mumbled something about me being perfect. I didn't know what he meant and next thing I knew we were passed out. I woke up about 5am and freaked out and made Gabe get out of my room and get into a sleeping bag in the TV room. I was sticky and there was a wet spot in the bed, but I was so tired I just went back to sleep for another few hours. The guys who drank the Tequila didn't wake up until 10, so I still had plenty of time to take a shower and cover up the evidence. My brother made Gabriel and Marcus leave as soon as they got up because they weren't supposed to be there. I said good-bye to him and he was looking at me like he didn't want to leave but he finally said good bye and left. I didn't see him again for a few days because I was busy playing in the under 16 league and I had lots of school work. When I finally did see him again I couldn't talk to him much because my Dad and brother were always around. One night Gabe showed up at our house but it was really awkward because no one was expecting him and he said he was just in the neighborhood. He hung out for a while and he was looking at me the whole time, but my parents made him go home before it got late. I wasn't sure how I felt about him. I relived our night together over and over again in my mind and would jerk off thinking about it. But I still liked other boys and imagined being with them too. Also, my Dad didn't want to talk about students around us, but sometimes he and my Mom would talk and I'd listen in. I heard Gabe was on academic probation and was going to get kicked off the team and my Dad had to find him tutor. But even though he wasn't very smart and was kind of a fuck-up I still liked him and I knew he liked me. I could tell from the way he looked at me or followed me around when I came to practice or a game. He still tugged on my shirt or put his arm around me and a few times even caught a feel of my butt, but it annoyed me too because I thought he was being too obvious and someone would figure us out.