Mattie wasn't really thinking at the time. He was thinking only about the end of the season and the loss of his afternoons.
There were months ahead of him of course, then graduation, then a summer job and college.
But for now it all felt like the end.
Corkie had been named MVP of the game and season as usual. Mattie and the rest of his teammates cheered, laughed, applauded.
The team hadn't won the championships but they had worked hard each and every afternoon and sometimes on the weekend. They had started school a month before everyone else to sweat in the late summer heat getting back in shape and pushing their bodies.
Their coach was relentless, urging, yelling, instructing and getting them to tackle each other, throw, catch, run and work until they nearly or actually collapsed.
Mattie was there every day. He watched his teammates strip naked enjoying the view, able to compare each one. Some had thick thighs, while others had lean muscled bodies. Some had fat penis and small balls; others had long meaty penis and low swinging nut sacs.
Nobody cared. They looked, Mattie looked, everyone jokes, hands smacked bare butts, wet towels surprised the same buttocks, naked bodies moved together in the group showers near enough to touch, examine and satisfy.
"Boys it's simple, don't jack off until the end of the season" everyone laughed but their needy bodies were ignored most of the time so they could play better, a fact which some doubted but most realized was true.
Corkie held the game football high. The team would sign it before they left the locker room. It was his final game too. Tall, sandy haired, bright green eyes, smooth torso and modest, the guy was liked by everyone.
But nobody spared hitting, tackling or rough housing him. And Corkie was just as physical to everyone else.
Mattie lay in his bed late night as his body unwound from the day of boring classes, locker room memories and his own physical reactions to the day's practice.
Each football game was a test of each teammate. There was only the tension building, the unfamiliar foes on the field, the cheering classmates and parents and the Coach urging them to fight, play, kill and win.
And the locker rooms afterwards where games won resulted in cheering and back hugging and butt patting congratulations. Losses were less exciting but teammate friends encouraging, hands on shoulders squeezing.
And each time a MVP was named. He got undressed while others helped him. It was a custom, being helped out of his cleats, leggings, hip hugging football pants, jersey and pads leaving him wearing only his jock. Sometimes, a teammate would snap it or pull it off too amidst laughter.
The final game of the season was different. Even though the team had won the game and enjoyed their victory it was sad too. Nearly a half of the team would graduate and proceed to their lives. They would be missed.
Corkie held the game ball high and then put it on the bench next to his locker so his teammates could sign it. Some moved to it..Others hesitated not wanting the time to end.
The showers roared in the background and silence permeated the locker room except for the creaking locker doors opening.
Mattie moved to Corkie. They shook hands and hugged. Corkie started to unlace his football pants and Mattie moved the guy's hands way.
Corkie watched as Mattie unlaced them. Mattie moved to the boy's cleats removing them and then peeling down his leggings.
As they too undressed their teammates watched and for an unspoken reason didn't join in the normal custom of helping the MVP.
Some knew about Mattie. Most didn't. But that day there was something in the air, something in everyone's mood and something not openly talked about happening.
Mattie pulled Corkie's pants down, the lifted the jersey followed by Corkies' pads.
He patted Mattie's head in thanks. But Mattie didn't stop. He pulled the boys jock strap and Corkie lifted his butt so the straps would be released.
He sat there naked not sure what to say. Then he watched as Mattie knelt and took his penis in his mouth.
Teammates nudged each other to watch Mattie reveal his desire and need to satisfy Corkie's.
Some went to the shower, passing the two; some even signed the football getting a closer look at the blowjob action.
One of them moved close and peeled Mattie's' own jersey and pads off. Mattie let it happen returning to his task gladly.
There was laughter too, though quiet, not in rebuke but acknowledgement.
Mattie let the MVP's sperm splash over his bare chest...again and again the streams landed on him. He licked the balls and drained cock looking up at Corkie's face for the first time.
Others watched too, wondering what Corkie would do or say having been given a blow job in front of them.
He winked then bent forward, his hand moving behind Mattie's head. Their kiss was even more of a surprise then the blow job to their teammates.
A few applauded knowing Mattie's desire for Corkie had been ongoing.
Nobody cared the two moved into the shower, or that Mattie soaped Corkie's body as the teammates began to chatter loudly, laughing and telling jokes. Hands patted bare butts and even more soaped backs they had perhaps longed to touch for months.
The Coach appeared telling everyone about the team meeting the following Monday and that family and friends were outside. A few teammates yelled about the end of season party.
Bare bodies, drained and exhausted were covered with shirts, shorts and jeans and after signing the team ball, the locker room became quieted by their absence.
Nobody would talk to anyone about what Mattie had done for Corkie except among themselves. A few wondered if the two would be at the party or not.
Corkie greeted Pam who waited outside as usual. He kissed her on the cheek and whispered in her ear.
Mattie saw his parents and as usual handed his gym bag to his dad and accepted his mother's usual congratulatory kiss.
Then he walked to where Corkie was leaning against his car alone, waiting for him.