We trained a lot that following week; the humiliation the Woodford Wanderers suffered in giving blowjobs to the victors of our friendly match burnt into every aspect of our waking moments, and even as I was fucking my girlfriend, the vivid memories of the swell of his cock and the tickle of his pubic hair on the end of my nose, was innermost in my mind. In...
I have no idea how it all happened, and it all went down so fast that it was pretty much a blur, but it was just the beginning of a long year of service. I had tried out for the college swim team and remarkably made it as a walk on as a 19 year old freshman. I had been pretty successful in high school but at college I thought about only focusing on my academ...
"Listen up, team!" We sat up in our seats, and paid attention. Coach stood in the aisle of the bus, examining the group of young men sitting in the seats in front of him. "Seems traffic has been working against us, so we will have to stop at a hotel along the way. The first place we come across, we will lodge at. We stay there for the night, and then head...
[This is a four-chapter, completed story that will post before mid month. Be aware that a version of this was published as "Prepared in Cape Verde" to the marketplace in 2013.] ***** We were playing our last soccer game before spring break—an away game—and Coach Jacoby had given the players that rousing "We are this close to the conference championship; ma...
Thomas, our team captain, stood front and center of the room in front of a table with a large fishbowl. On his left was Miles, our co-captain, and to his right was Vince, the team treasurer. I sat on the floor, surrounded by my other team mates. Everyone was completely silent. It was the same scene every Saturday night after we returned home from our weekly...
1. Alan Murdoch held the cup above his head, a radiant smile of pride on his face, while his team mates clustered round him and the fans roared and chanted their admiration at the team's latest success. Granted, it was just a five-a-side match underneath the roof of the Melborough Sports Arena but, as every soccer player and fan in the land will tell you, f...
He just wanted his team to win. Coach Smith was tall and muscular and handsome and he had not been accustomed to loosing in life. At 24 he had a beautiful wife and promising career. Now at 35 he had been a coach for 11 years and things weren't going so well. He was still married but the career was less promising. Smith was a dedicated football coach at smal...
If there was one thing that Thomas hated it would be uncertainty and this mission reeked of it. From the beginning during the operational briefing something was off. In his 8 years of active duty and the last three as a Navy SEAL he had never been in a briefing where the majority of the information and tactical objectives were being given and laid out by a c...
John Rivers had worshipped Champ Griffin for years, ever since John had begun devoting every waking moment to soccer—on the field, in his discussions with his friends, and in the décor he picked for his bedroom walls. Champ Griffin, the star player for the Big Chiefs professional soccer team, figured prominently in every single poster John had on his bedroom...
"Get moving you fucking fags!" the trainer roared across the playing field. Jake, covered in sweat, reluctantly obeyed. He was tired and dried out, but damn it he wouldn't be the weak link. So he kept running. The match was already in their favor. Jake's team had scored 3 goals, while the opponents where hardly able to pass the ball to each other. But that...