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The Lacrosse 10 Part 8
Saturday morning dawned cool and crisp.
A sleepy Casey McNamera heard the "ding" of a text message on his phone.
It was from Doug Chen:
"Wanna hang out?"
"Yeah, sounds cool."
"Pick you up at 9:00! I'm driving Dad's truck!"
Casey smiled as his balls got a tingly feeling. That big high-setting truck with the tinted windows and bench seat was pretty cool.
The Caller ID on Matt's phone showed a pic of Noah.
"Hello?" Hoarsely.
"Hey Matt! How ya feeling this morning?"
"I'm okay. A little hoarse, my throat is a little sore, other than that, good!"
"How'd ya sleep?"
"Like a tired puppy!"
"That's cause you got it out of your system, got some mental relief from your worries. Life will be better for you from now on!"
"You know Captain, I think you're right!"
"Listen Matt, I wanna apologize to ya, for the way I got carried away last night. I should've never facebanged you that hard, it being your first time and all. It was just such a rush, and it felt so fantastic, well, I'm sorry, man, I'm really sorry."
"It's okay. You gave me what I've been needing. You showed me my true nature. I wouldn't change one thing about it. I'm okay with a sore throat, it just reminds me of how hot last night was. I jacked off twice after I got home, remembering how I felt taking your meat in my mouth. We're good, Captain, in fact we're great!"
"I'm sure glad to hear that Matt! I felt bad after I got home.
You're one helluva man, buddy!"
"No problem, Captain!"
"Anybody got in touch yet for some service?"
"Not yet but it's still early!"
"All right dude! Talk at ya later!"
***** "Hey Mom, I'm gonna hang out with Doug a while. I don't know what time I'll get back!"
"Okay dear, you need any lunch or gas money?"
"A few bucks wouldn't hurt!"
"Her's twenty. Offer Doug some gas money."
"Okay Mom! Thanks. See ya later!"
Casey stepped out the front door just as the big truck pulled to a stop in front of his house.
He ran down the porch steps and darted to the curb. Opening the door he made the high step onto the running board and slung himself into the seat.
"Hey Casey! Glad you're able to make it!"
"Glad you invited me! What's the plan?"
"Thought we might drive down to the dam, see how high the water level is, enjoy the scenery, just kill a little Saturday morning time."
"Yeah, that's cool. A lazy day suits me fine."
"Let's swing by Micky D's and grab something to take with us."
"Okay. My treat since you're driving."
At the dam. The burgers are finished, the wrappers gathered up, the drinks slurped through straws.
Doug, casually leaning back against his door, his legs resting across the middle:
"So how ya really doin'?"
"Fine."
"You had quite a night last night!"
"Yeah, well, you know."
"Know what?"
"I was curious. I wanted to see what the big deal is about, see what it was like."
"You seemed pretty happy when you left. All the guys congratulating you, rubbing your head, chest bumps, high fives."
"Yeah, the scariest part was when I volunteered. Wondering if the guys would really still be my buddies. Seems like I was worried for nothing!"
"Yeah, the team's cool with it. I talked to a couple of guys after we left. You're good with everyone."
"How do you feel about me Doug? Now that I did what I did?"
"I think you've got balls that a bull would envy. I admire you tremendously. You wanted something, you went for it. Isn't that what men do?"
"Thanks Doug. That means a lot!"
Doug, shaking his shaggy black hair out of his eyes:
"And what do you think about me Casey?"
"Same as everyone else! You're a great guy, a great athlete! You're funny, smart, cool! And the chicks go Asian crazy when they see you!"
"Do you ever go Asian crazy Casey?"
Doug spends his legs a little as his running shorts ride up.
Casey, his face turning pink:
"I guess maybe a little."
"A little. What's that mean?"
"Maybe I'm a little curious."
"So when you were standing in front of us last night saying you were curious, you didn't get all your curiosity out of your system?"
"No, cause you know, that was kinda frantic and public and overwhelming all at once. I liked what happened and all, but I think I'd like to try something slow, kinda sweet, take my time and really pay attention to what's going on, what I'm feeling,"
"That makes a lot of sense Casey. A lotta sense."
"Hey, I'm just a Freshman, I have lots to figure out before I'm in your league Doug!"
"It's warming up. Do you mind if I take my shirt off?"