Date: Mon, 28 May 2012 14:56:41 -0700 (PDT) From: Newark Airport Subject: Senior Year Musical and the Jock It was my senior year at our small, Catholic high school in rural Ohio. We had just finished our 4 night run of the senior musical and I had been the lead...and one of the few students who was actually interested in musicals. As a requirement, however, all of the students either had to be in the musical or assist with props, the set, etc. This included our state champion football team members. Like many theater groups, there was a cast party, for all those involved, on the last night of the play. It was "Sarah's" house and almost all of my classmates showed up. Being a lightweight around alcohol at that point, I got blitzed pretty early and found my way into Sarah's room and passed out on the bed. I was awakened some time later by the feel of bodies tumbling onto the bed beside me. From the whispers beside me, I realized it was Sarah and her boyfriend, Mike. She was worried about waking me up, but Mike reassured her that I was passed out drunk and wouldn't even know what was going on beside me. I kept my eyes shut and did my best acting job pretending to be asleep. At this point, it's worth mentioning that Mike was the running back on our championship football team. 6'2'', a solid 225lbs of muscle, and a handsome face, Mike was equal parts greek god and really nice guy to everyone. In 5th grade, I remember Mike and I at basketball camp and pulling awkwardly at our jockstraps the first day of camp because we had never worn one before that point. After a short conversation, we decided we were just going to wear our normal underwear the rest of the summer. To know my jock bud was beside me making out was a lot for this closeted teen at the time. Sarah and Mike then got back to making out beside me. Listening to them passionately make out, and wishing I was on the receiving end of the kisses, the alcohol through my system made me a bit more adventurous than I normally would have been. While Mike was running his hands all over Sarah, I moved my hand over in the dark and put my hand on Mike's leg. Without a reaction from him, I slowly moved my hand up his thigh and hit the jackpot when I cupped Mike's hard cock through his jeans. I have no idea to this day if Mike knew it was me that grabbed him, but my fantasy of getting below his jeans was cut short as Sarah decided she wanted to get back to the party. Mike laid there for a minute, but then jumped out of bed and headed back out to the party. After about 15 minutes, I stumbled out with a good buzz and a great memory I carry with me today.