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Desperate Times Part 3
"Wake the fuck up Michaels!"
The in-my-face scream from the team captain Lee was ... deserved. After the events on the bus I'd been sleep walking through the last 2 matches. Being a defensive midfielder my position didn't get great attention. Protect the back four, make the pass to the forwards, score the occasional goal from deep. Not the most difficult role, the only reason I'd been picked is my height, ability to pick a pass and I was actually pretty fit. Not so much in the physical appearance; I don't have a washboard stomach nor thighs so muscular the veins pop out. I could just run a lot. So when the captain is noticing you it's never for a good reason.
I admit; I spent the last match trying to get a glance at Bobby, see what he was doing, trying to keep his facial features fresh in my mind. With the awkwardness of the whole situation I hadn't spent nearly as much time as I would have liked drinking in his cute looks. My dick has been in a constant state of half chub.
During the break after our first game I tried to meet up with Bobby, just to talk to him, but coach wanted the first 11 to go over strategy. We'd just won the game 2-1, but to get through to the finals we'd need to improve. I needed to improve.
The 2nd game ended in a 0-0 draw, much to coaches disappointment. Again I went to talk to Bobby when Lee grabbed my arm.
"Mate, what's going on out there? You look a zombie."
"Uh, sorry Lee, just feeling a bit sluggish is all. Don't think lunch agreed with me" I wonder if I told him the truth; I'd had a shattering orgasm in front of Bobby, I'm now drained me energy, but still horny and just want to talk to Bobby, what his reaction would be.
"We have to win the next game. If you don't feel up to it you can sit the match out. Rest a bit." The offer was tempting, maybe then I could finally speak to Bobby. But if I said yes, coach would hang me out to dry.
"Naw, it's cool. I can do it. I'll play better. I promise."
"Fucking better. If we lose because of you Michaels I will fuck you up!" It was a friendly threat, but I know there are real consequences to being singled out as the guy who lost the game.
When Barry, the keeper, fumbled the ball over the line giving St. Andrews High School for Boys U-18's a 2-0 lead he'd had his hands tied up to the cross bar, his pants pulled down and the team pelted balls at his naked behind for an hour. Some might have hit dick. Sports can be cruel. I hear rugby's worse.
Lee's ass looks amazing in those shorts, but I'll have to put those buns behind me if I want to play my best in the next game.
Lee and Bobby's butts pushed to the back of my mind I went out onto the pitch determined. Thankfully I played a much better game. Martialled the midfield, cleared the ball off the line from a corner and even managed to have a tussle with their striker. Good game, we won 4-2.
The next game, the semi-final was not so good. Cambridge Prep was a very posh, all or nothing school. They're expected to be the best and their performance on the pitch said as much. We were camped out in our half for most of the game, defensively we were holding our own and then disaster struck.
I Followed a runner from deep, I tracked him into the penalty area, ready to intercept any crosses heading towards the zippy wanker. This time it was high, with my height I knew I could get to it before my opposition. As I leapt to head the ball clear I felt a push on my back. My attention distracted I lost the flight of the ball as it hit my shoulder, deflecting into the goal.
We all surrounded the ref, the push was so blatant he had to have seen it! Lee got a second yellow card for his abuse towards the ref. Fucking posh schools, always get the decisions. Probably hoping the rich parents will reward them with a fucking Bentley or something.
With 10 man and a goal down our football fate was sealed. They went on to score another goal near the end of the match but by that point we were exhausted and just wanted it to end. Several of us, myself included, had gone in a bit hard on the tackles after. Finished with 7 of us on a yellow card.
Thankfully coach was on our side, gave the ref an earful himself, but we'd been knocked out. I felt terrible. Sure I'd been pushed but I still scored an own goal. Now as we wait for the bus I'm just standing on my own, hands in pockets, ear buds in ears and making sure not to look anyone in the eye.
Coach had made sure to put a comforting arm around me and assured me it wasn't my fault, but I still felt I'd let the team down. I shouldn't have jumped so early, hell I shouldn't have jumped at all, I was a good 5" bigger than the guy. Or maybe I should have gone down theatrically, surely we'd have got a free kick then. I'm taking it a bit hard.
Last one on the bus I trudge to my seat, expecting Bobby to be sat down I get a surprise. The Scandinavian blonde hair was a contrast to the dark brown I was expecting. Lee's sitting where Bobby should be.
"Hey, McMinnus and me swapped seats." Lee's eyes were already on me, as if he'd been waiting. The opening line rehearsed.
"Uh, cool dude." Lee was the last person I wanted to see. Feeling at fault for the lost game and the cause of him being sent off I close my eyes and wait for my punishment.
"Coach said you were taking it hard. Don't beat yourself up mate, fucking posh twat fucked us over, not you. And if you have to take the blame so do I. I'm the one who got sent off.
"Thanks Lee, just wish I'd given him an elbow on my way down." I'm not a violent person, but I am pissed. Plus after years of playing football I know that's the talk these `macho men' want to hear.
"Heh, too right mate."
An awkward silence. I felt a bit of pride that Lee had come to comfort me, make me feel better, and it had worked. No longer blaming myself. I'm kind of shocked how quickly he managed it.
"You got a girl Michaels?" Shit. Does he know? Was this the punishment? Make me feel good before horribly cutting me down, outing me to the team.
"Uh, naw. Don't have the looks to be landing ladies like Katie." Lee's girlfriend. My go to excuse for not dating; I'm not as good looking as you. The compliment usually distracted them from noticing the none answer I'd given.
"Katie? You have a crush on Katie?" A smirk crept across his face. Shit.
"Whu? Uh, no! Of course not!" I am so dead! Why did I bring up Katie? Everyone knows Lee was jealous!
"Ha! Just fucking with you mate. Yeah, Katie's hot but a complete tease." My eye's must have been wide as I avoid looking at Lee.
"Huh?" It's been a long day. Don't judge my lack of words.
"She's cute, a nice rack, shapely ass, puts on too much make up, all I can taste when kissing her." His tone had dropped as he gazed out the window into the darkening evening. Probably imagining her.
"She's sexy and she fucking knows it. All she wants is to be the captains girlfriend. Make herself fucking head girl. Doesn't hurt to be dating the hottest girl in school either." He looked at me with a smile. I return a weak one. I've been starring at him the whole time, seeing the look of longing in his eyes. Fuck, this guy needs to get laid worse than I do!
"2 years and not even touched boob mate, not even a nipple. Never seen her naked." As captain you automatically assume he was getting fucked on the regular.
"Why don't you dump her? Get someone who shares your horny needs?" Lee is hot. Short blond hair, good looking face, six pack abs, strong arms, strong legs, easily tans. He could get anyone he wanted.
"Not part of the deal."
"Deal?"
"You don't want a girl like Katie Tim. They might look good but they don't want a boyfriend, they want a fucking status symbol. Until she fucks off to college my balls belong to her."
"She got some dirt on you?" It wasn't hard to figure out, even to my knackered mind. His body language changed when he was talking about Katie. Slumped. Defeated.
"Yeah." He went quiet. Turned to the window.
I want to ask more. What could she possibly have on him? Maybe he has a small cock? Naw, seen it in the locker room. Only soft, but it hangs down a decent size. Average. Nothing that can be used for blackmail. Over the years I've stolen many a glance at Lee's naked body and can report there is nothing wrong in that department. Maybe he don't last long in the sack? Naw, he hasn't touched her let alone shaged her. Maybe he likes Coldplay?
"Not that long till we graduate." The attempt at comfort wasn't my best.
"Thank fuck. Wants to be all touchy feely in public, keep up the image of the power couple, you know? Go on dates and shit, all the time I'm rock hard in my jock. With the team, school, seeing mates, keeping Katie happy and family time barely get to even wank. Once a week if I'm lucky, and I bet that bitch knows it. Does it all to see how fucking blue she can make my balls." I can see him get genuinely angry at his situation.
"How the bitch got me to. How she got to have shit on me." The anger was slowly leaving him and for the first time in the years I've known of Lee Metcaff I saw the bravado fade, the larger than life, soul of the party kind of guy melt away.
"Rough dude. Never even had a girlfriend before. Shit, never even kissed." If he's sharing I might as well give something. Might help him open up more.
"Really? Well I guess I never see you at any of the parties. You know, spent so much time playing with you in midfield but we've never actually spoke outside of footy."
"Different social circles dude. Footballs as far as my street cred goes." Lee just stares straight into my eyes. I can almost see the battle in his mind.
"Maybe that's why I feel so at ease telling you this shit. Fuck knows I can't tell any of the guys. They're brill, but they don't do serious shit. If I told them I hadn't fucked Katie they'd fucking slaughter me." Lee stares a head at the seat in front. I take my gaze off him to do the same. Sitting in silence.
The bus was pretty much silent as the sun started setting. The journey would take about 2 hours and would be night by the time we got back to the school. Some were probably asleep, most just lazily listening to tunes, forgetting about the days loss, some chatting quietly amongst themselves.
In the silence between me and Lee a thought pops into my head; `Lee's staring at my cum.' In the frenzy of getting off the bus, getting my shit together and trying to pull enough brain cells together to move one foot in front of the other I hadn't actually cleaned the seat. I wonder if it's noticeable.
Trying to steal a stealthy look my movement disturbs Lee.
"What up?" Lee's looking at me as I meet his gaze. Should I tell him? Maybe if I share something personal he'd be willing to offer up more about his `deal' with Katie.
"Uh, well, this is kind of embarrassing." But what if this is all a con? What if he's just pretending to be friendly to hang me out to the wolves later on?
"What? You got to pee or something?" Lee looks at me as if I was about to pee on him.
"Naw, not that. It's just..." Do I take the step?
"Come on mate, whatever it is I ain't going to chat, fuck you know enough to fuck me over." Should I?
"You see that spot there?" The cum's dried, leaving a white outline of where it hit and where it had dribbled down.
"Yeah, looks like someone spilt something." The fuck am I doing?
"Kinda. It's my cum." No turning back now. I give Lee the news with a shy smirk, hoping if Lee takes it badly I can just say `Psych!' and play it for laughs. Fuck what have I done. What if he calls me a fag? Tells everyone? Talking about girl troubles is one thing, but admitting I'd jacked on the bus is a whole other ball game.
"Serious?" Lee looks between me and the stain, a scowl on his face.
My smile fades as I simply nod.
"Fuck, you not fucking with me?" Suddenly his eyes light up, a smile beams on his face.
"Yeah." I was not expecting his excitement. Laughter, name calling, becoming a social outcast. But not smiles and excitement.
"How'd you manage it?" He's now sitting up in his seat, his body turned towards me, his eyes and smile leaning into me.
"Bobby was feeling sick, so he had his ear buds in and ended up napping. Hadn't jacked in like 4 days, bumps got me hard. Went for it." I didn't tell the whole truth, the whole truth was a lot ... gayer.
"Fuck! You're a crazy mutha. Shit. That's ... that's just mad dude." He sits back in his seat and stares at my cum stain. "Wish I could have let loose. Haven't cum in over 2 weeks. Probs why I went off on one at the ref. Fuck. Doubt I'd even hit the seat if I'd been dry for 4. You always shoot?" He talks fast in his excitement.
"Uh, yeah. Usually shoot 2 or 3 times, then just dribble off. 1st shot is always the hardest. What landed on the seat." And I'm getting caught up in his excitement. The simple fact that Lee Metcaff is excited about my jizz has me giddy and my cock starting to chub up.
"Fuck. I never shoot. Just dribble. Though when I do get time to jizz it always has to be a quicky. No porn. Just a quicky in the shower. Having 5 sisters and no bathroom lock is not good jacking facilities." And with the thought of Lee, wet, wanking, his cum dribbling over his furiously beating hand has me at full chub.
I slowly move my arm to cover my now bulging blue football shorts, hoping he doesn't notice as I keep my eyes on his, listening to his excitement.
"I though when I got a girl everything would be easier you know? Be able to sneak off to hers on weekends, have some fun, finally get some regular release. But fucking no. I found myself a controlling, ice bitch." His smile was fading again. Katie seems to have that affect on him.
I'd always thought them as happy. Goes to show. The Katie induced silence lingers, but I can't stop looking at him. There's more he wants to say, I can feel it!
"We'd been dating for only 2 weeks at the time." Here it comes!
"Lost my virginity to Laura Holt in year 11. So fucking awkward dude. She wouldn't blow me or anything. Just wanted to let me fuck her. Fucked her for a bit but she didn't move. Just looked fucking pissed. Maybe it hurt, I duno, but I took it out to finish, she almost screamed for me to do it in the fucking toilet. So fucking bad. We never did it again. Dumped her the next week." Lee seems ready to poor his heart out. Needs to unload his chest as well as his balls.
"Never even saw her naked either. She just took her panties off while my jeans and boxers were around my knees. Personally I don't think you can count that, but seeing that's the only sex I've had it's better than nothing I guess." Lee's slouching now, his knees touching the seat in front, his eyes looking down towards them, my sexual frustration drinking him in.
"Barely a week later I got with Katie. She was all the fuck over me our first date. Kissing, touching me up through my jeans, I touched her tits through her top. Friends said she was easy, rumour was she'd been fucking college guys already. Luckiest fuckers in the world. Didn't last. After the first date we just kissed in public." As I look down on Lee from my angle his hard dick is obvious. His left hand's pressing it down, but I can see the bulging head through the leg of his footy shorts.
"She never asked me back to hers. Just left me hanging. After 2 weeks, on a Friday, she rang me. Said her parents were out and did I want to come over. Was out the fucking door before I'd even hung up." He smiles at this. Small. Doesn't last.
"Up in her room, making out and she goes to me `I know what you want', well no shit. Dick throbbing through my jeans, been trying to get in her pants moment I walked in the door. Wasn't exactly playing it cool you know?" For the first time in a while he looks up at me. I just nod back. Don't want to speak and break the moment.
"She then says `If you want my pussy you first have to show me how much.' She could have asked me to kill someone and have done it. I was so horny man and she was so beautiful. Had this small little tube top on, tight jeans, they hung so low I could see her pubes. She looked so down to fuck, I just went along with it all." His voice is quiet now. I slowly slouch down so I can hear it all, getting on his level. My eyes just watch his hand gently squeeze his hard cock.
"She gets up right, goes to a draw, pulls out these pink, frilly panties, throws them on the bed. I'm thinking `Why she putting panties on? We just going to be naked soon anyways.' Didn't think on it long, she told me to strip. I threw my clothes off, she just stood in front of me. Smiling. I thought because she enjoyed what she saw." He turns to face me. Our lips so close I could easily just lean across and-
"You know what she said?" I shake my head. "Put the panties on."
My eyes shoot open, my dick twitches under my arm. I peer down at his hidden dick, imagine him naked, barely contained in pink panties. I feel the pre-cum dripping out my own cock.
"Just stood there. Probably looked fucking hilarious. Naked, dick fucking steel hard, staring a hole through the bitch. She didn't fucking flinch Tim. Just said `If you want into my pussy put the panties on.'Thought for a moment, wasn't even a contest really. Like to say I was too fucking manly, refused and took her right there on the chest of draws. Naw, man, put them on. Slid them right up. Fucking dick poking out the top." If Lee's wearing underwear they're unable to hold his pre-cum. As he continues to slowly massage his shaft the material of his shorts over the head get darker.
"Just fucking stood there as she took pictures. All the time promising me her pussy. Saying how hot I looked. Just figured it was a fetish you know? You got a fetish Tim?" How about you in pink panties?
"Uh, not really noticed." I go with a safe option.
"I like feet. Don't know what it is about them just ... they get me hard." Never thought of feet before. Hmmm.
"I even posed for her dude. Doing these sexy poses. She looked to be loving it. I admit I started to get into it. By the end of it my dick had gone down. Actually managed to get into the fucking things." His left hand moves to cover the wet patch of his shorts. Seeing the outline of his shaft it looks a fair bit thinner than his head.
"She told me to get hard. Thought it was finally time! Went to take the panties off but she told me to leave them on. Thinking I'd be fucking her in panties I got hard in no time." Even through my sex glazed mind that sounded weird. Maybe he said it wrong in his excitement. Just missed some punctuation. In his voice.
"Then the fucking kicker. `Wank your cock and cum in my panties' she says. I was well fucking confused. Thought I was meant to be fucking her, but she just said if I'm man enough I'd have no trouble fucking her after. Made fucking sense mate. If I was to see her naked I would have no fucking trouble cumming all fucking night." Lee fell silent. His hand covering his wet spot but I can still see his shaft, jumping and flexing in his shorts.
It's obvious what Katie has over him. Pics of him posing in pink panties. Probably has pics with his cum as well. My own cock is leaking and jumping around at the images now in my head. Fuck do I need to cum again!
"Once I'd finished she took some more pics." Called it. "Probably took pics while I was doing it, but was too busy to notice." Again that sounded weird. "Once I finished she laid down the rules. We're dating but no sex. She'll be the captains girl and I'll be her bitch. We play the happy couple and the pics stay safe. I cheat on her she releases the pics. Told me to clean up, get dressed and leave. Total mind fuck dude."
I feel sorry for Lee, I really do, but the thought of him in pink panties, cumming! It has me majorly horned. But I'm not the only one. Lee's dick's still hard, pulsing in the silence of the bus. It's now dark outside, a row of small lights along the walk way light the bus. Lee is mostly in shadow but the light from outside makes sure I can see him in enough detail.
"Sorry for you dude. Think you'll be able to sort that out when you get home?" He must know I've been staring it down all this time.
"Small house, big family. Plus Dad'll be waiting up to let me in."
"Why not do it now?" We've shared a lot on this bus trip, I doubt he'll turn on me now.
"Fuck Tim, I ain't as crazy as you." I'm sure he doesn't mean crazy in a bad way. "If I got caught ... but fuck mate so tempting." He starts to squeeze the head of his cock. "No I can't." He quickly moves his hands to his sides. His dark spot pretty big.
His eyes close and I give Lee a long look over. I've been introduced to a new Lee tonight. Not a party hard, loud mouthed, hyper football captain. Maybe I've actually seen who Lee really is? Deep, I know! But seriously, looking at him now he looks ... vulnerable.
Closing my own eyes I awake a while later to the hustle and bustle of people moving around on the bus.
"We're finally here mate." Lee looks groggy, as if he's also been asleep.
I nod and go about getting my stuff, walking off the bus with Lee behind me.
Stumbling into the muggy summer air I move with the crowd. I want to turn and look for Lee, but I know our friendship only existed on that bus for the 2 hour bus ride. It's sad but life moves on.
I can hear him and the others loudly talking in the car park as I make my way through the gate. My parents were probably in bed by now, and with no car means I'm taking the 15 minute walk home by myself. Rest of the team usually drive or have a lift waiting. I don't mind though. Lets me finally have sometime to think.
Maybe I should have looked for Bobby when I got off the bus. What if he thinks I'm now avoiding him? What if he thinks I got Lee to move him so I wouldn't have to sit next time him! Fuck!
Need to get in contact with him somehow. It being Friday I wont see him till Monday-
"Hey Michaels, need a lift." The voice makes me jump as I look round to see Lee leaning across his passenger side, hollering at me.
"Hey dude, um, yeah, sure." I Flop into the old Vauxhall Nova, and look at Lee as he drives away.
"Hey, I think I have an idea of how to solve your problem."