The Football Captain

From: Brent Bentwood

Picture: Michael Kirwan

Published in: Torso, June 1995

Binoculars come in handy when he's soaping his trophy.
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After my parents separated, Mom moved out of state and Dad rented an apartment in a building right next to my high school. He said that the landlord had made him an offer he couldn't refuse.

It was almost like living on campus. From our top floor apartment I could hear the school bells for classes and the noise of students.

In the afternoon after classes I could hear the cadence of the football players as they did calisthenics in the space between the two buildings, but I couldn't see them.

I went up on the roof of my building and peeked over the wall at the sweaty jocks exercising in their short pants and football jerseys. I spotted Alec, who was my idol, the quarterback and team captain. He was eighteen, like me. Tall, with short brown hair and big blue-gray eyes. A big nose and square chin. Full lips, with perfect white teeth. Just looking at his face, solid body and hairy legs made my cock stir in my pants. I wanted to jack off, but that could wait 'til later.

Each day after practice, the team hit the showers. The showers were located on the second floor of the school building and by looking down from our apartment, with their windows slanted open, I could see right into the locker room. This thrilled me no end. I got out my dad's binoculars and cracked the kitchen window, and with the shade pulled down for cover, I spied on the humpy players in their various stages of undress. But none of the guys held a candle to Alec.

When I got a look at him naked my cock got hard as a rock. He hiked one leg on the bench and toweled off. His cock was about four inches soft, and fat with a mushroom head. He had big, undulating low-hangers. His body was fuzzy like a teddy bear's. That's when I ripped open the metal button-fly of my jeans and freed my throbbing cock. I jacked it with my right hand while I eyeballed Alec through the binocs which shook from my stroking.

*Oh, Alec, you're like a Greek god. You hardly know I exist. But I worship you. I'm the one who calls you on the phone, breathing heavy.*

I do call him, but of course I'm too chicken to identify myself.

*Just the sound of your deep, raspy voice makes my balls buzz. Sometimes I'm brazen, like the time I asked you what you had on. Or the time I said I'd like to blow you. You don't have a clue who the obscene caller is, but you don't hang up right away either.*

As I watched Alec my fist flew over my cock. *Yeah, that's it; turn around; show me that fuzzy butt, so round and muscular. Oh, God, I can't stand it anymore. I'm gonna blow. Fucking cumming while I look at you, Alec!*

As Alec dressed in his street clothes, wearing his green and white school jacket, I sopped up the cum puddles with paper towels.

I get so lonely. What with dad working the swing shift at the plant. I'm out cold when he gets home but he gets up early sometimes. He doesn't say much, but I know he's thinking about mom. I know she won't be back; she told me she wanted to have some fun. She's pushing forty but doesn't look it when she gets all gussied up.

After I got my rocks off I was famished. I fixed myself a Dagwood sandwich and washed it down with milk. Then I studied awhile. I watched a couple of dumb TV shows with obvious laugh tracks because nothing they said was funny. After a few hours, I hit the hay.

Lying on my bed, I played the movie in my head about Alec in the locker room. My cock got hard. And I had to beat it or I couldn't relax and sleep. It's like I lived now only to see him. I was a fool because he's totally straight--or so I thought.

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One night, I was sitting out on the steps of my building and who should walk by but Alec.

"Hi," I waved.

"What's up?"

He spoke to me. Uh-oh, maybe he recognized my voice on the phone. But that was impossible. Nothing was up but my dick, at seeing my idol in the flesh.

"What'cha doing?" I asked.

"Just out for a walk. I was gonna get a Coke but the store on the corner is closed and I'm parched."

"I can give you a Coke. C'mon up," I offered, trying to sound casual.

"Sure it's no bother?"

"No bother at all. I was thinking about drinking myself."

I realized my hands were shaking when I fumbled with the key in the front door. Alec got in the creaky elevator cage with me and it hummed its way to the top floor.

It was like a dream, inviting Alec into my place alone.

"Sorry the place is a mess," I said.

"No problem. A home is supposed to be lived in."

I got us each a Coke out of the fridge and sat down on the couch with him.

He gulped his soda. I took a swig of mine.

Damned if I could think of a thing to say. I should have asked him about school, about the football team, but I didn't. I mostly just gawked at him. Jesus, if I didn't think of something to say soon, he'd finish the Coke and leave. Nothing would happen. Now I just sat there looking like a fool.

It was Alec who broke the awkward silence.

"I was hoping I'd see you alone sometime," he said.

"You were?"

"Yeah. Seen you on the roof watching us work out. C'mon, man, I know it's you who called me and talked shit."

"Huh?" I couldn't fucking believe this was happening.

At least he didn't know I watched in the locker room.

"No need to pretend you're innocent. I've seen the way you look at me in the halls. Just like you're looking at me now."

"It's not me. I mean, you don't understand. You never would. Oh, Alec, you're my hero. Everything I'm not, everything I'd like to be."

"I'm flattered, what can I say?"

He didn't say any more. What he did next shocked me-he rubbed his crotch and I could see the outline of his stiff, horizontal cock.

Lost in lust, I just reached over and groped him. He put his strong hand over mine. I got goose bumps and a boner in the same instant.

"Go ahead; take it out," Alec said calmly.

With my stiff prick urging me on I ripped open his fly. Surprised that he wasn't wearing any underwear. His hard dick was at least eight inches and real thick. It sniffed the air. A drop of pre-cum hung from the piss-hole.

"Wanna suck it, don'cha? Like you said on the phone that time. Here's your chance. Go for it."

"God, Alec, your dick's so big. It's beautiful."

"Never had no complaints."

This all had to be a wet dream. I wasn't about to pinch myself and wake up.

"Get down on your knees," he ordered.

To help me along, he shoved me down between his spread legs. I was about to gobble up his pecker when he yanked me away by the hair. Tears stung my eyes. I knew this was too good to be true.

"Gotta use a rubber," he said.

He took a condom out of his school jacket and threaded it down his veiny shaft. I hadn't expected that--I was totally inexperienced except for watching and masturbating.

Despite the yucky taste of latex, I started licking away at his fuck-meat which was throbbing like crazy. I lapped at his naked hairy balls.

"Suck my nuts," Alec commanded.

I had to do them separately because they were too big to get in my mouth at the same time.

"Eat me. Eat my fucking dick. Yeah, that's it. Never had no queer before. But you suck good. Keep doing it. Take it all the way down. Yeah, you know what to do 'cause you got a dick. Lick under the crown. Fuck, yeah."

Alec sat on the edge of the couch and cradled my head. And he pumped his prick down my throat.

"Yeah, beat your meat while you blow me. Got a big one, man. Keep sucking me. Swallow it all. Oh shit, yeah. I'm gonna cum. Cumming in your mouth, cock-sucker!"

I felt the hot jets of jock jizz spurt into the scumbag. Alec, the football captain, came off in my mouth! I squeezed his wet, hairy nuts roughly.

He pulled his prick out of my mouth as his moans subsided. I watched him slide the condom off and neatly tie it off. I wondered what his jizz tasted like. Bet it was salty and delicious.

"Go on and pound your pud. Don't let me stop you."

"I feel embarrassed," I said, looking down at my wilting dick.

"No need to be. Maybe you need some inspiration."

What Alec did next was to take off his school jacket, and peel off his T-shirt, revealing his rock-solid chest that was a mat of brown fur with pink nipples. He kicked off his sneakers and tugged off his jeans. There he stood in the raw except for his tube socks. He flexed his muscles.

I reached out and touched his biceps. He gave real meaning to the expression *built like a brick shit-house*. I flipped out. Nuzzling my head in his chest, I licked it until the hair glistened. I even bit down on his nipples.

"Let's get a look at you in the buff," he said.

"I ain't nothing like you. More like a boy, not much body hair."

I shucked my clothes and Alec seemed to like what he saw, especially when he turned me around and checked out my rump.

"You're fuckable," he said.

"What?"

He lay down on the couch and pulled me down on top of him. I felt electricity course through my body, feeling his body hair rub against my smooth skin.

Our cocks dueled. My boner rubbed against his still-hard prick. He clasped my smooth butt cheeks.

"Want me to stick you with my dick, don'cha?"

"I don't. I've never--"

"Always wanted to hit a guy in the shitter. Never seen an ass I liked as much as yours."

"Oh, Alec, I can't. I mean you're so big."

"Ah, but you wanna. I can tell."

He spread my butt cheeks, rubbed a callused finger into my crack and poked it into my pucker. I hadn't thought much about fucking before. I was mostly fascinated by dicks, especially Alec's.

His beard stubble brushed against my smooth face. He was sweaty and his breathing was heavy.

I felt Alec's prick poke against my belly. He gave me a peck on the cheek. I crushed my lips against his hot, sensuous lips and gave him a sloppy kiss.

"My body is yours, Alec. Do what you want with it."

"Attaboy. That's the spirit."

I sat back on the football player's hairy belly. I could feel his hot prick throb against my tender butt cheeks.

Alec reached for his school jacket on the floor and got a fresh condom. I scooted back onto his thighs and watched him rubber his dong. It pointed skyward, towering and intimidating. I had second thoughts for a moment.

Again I straddled his belly. I instinctively spit on my palm and lubed my own crack. Lifting up, I held his cock--which felt like a crowbar.

"Oh, yeah--sit on it."

I thought it might be easier to take this way. I stretched open my butthole with both hands and his prick snaked up my hiney. I sat down on his dick. It hurt like hell but I was crazy about the idea of having Alec's cock inside me. My asshole was on fire, but I persevered to give him--and myself--the pleasure we both craved.

I began to ride his pole, humping and squeezing it. He went wild, pinching my small tits while I bounced up and down. He held my hips and thrust upwards. We were both sweating profusely now.

"Jack me off while you screw me," I begged.

He grabbed my stiff dick, which was almost as big as his, and yanked it hard. I got into a rhythm, swallowing his cock with my asshole while I fucked his wet fist.

"Holy shit, you got one tight butthole!" Alec moaned. "Keep gripping my prick with your butt muscles. Oh, yeah, hot boy-pussy. Gonna get me off, man. Gonna make me shoot up your shit-hole!"

I bucked around with his cock buried inside my cherry butt. He kept jacking my cock until I couldn't take it anymore.

His eyes burned like a blue flame and then rolled back in their sockets. I lost control and my stiff prick gushed, flocking his brown chest hair with gobs of syrupy cum. When I shot my wad my ass muscles clamped even tighter around his cock, bringing him off.

"Aw, fuck, I'm cumming up your shitter. Shooting my scum inside you, man. Take it!" he was howling now. He blasted four or five volleys of cock-snot into the scumbag in my ass-guts.

Exhausted, I collapsed on top of him, with his meat still embedded in me. My cum squished between us, bonding us together. I loved the smell of his body music I felt his cock soften and slip out of me.

This time I peeled off the scum bag, tied it in a knot and tossed it into the trash can with the other one.

Alec rolled over on top of me and covered me with his hairy body, holding me tightly. He kissed me gently.

Thus started my secret romance with Alec. The coach told the football players to abstain from sex before games, but Alec never did. I got the abused butthole to prove it. I think the sex made him more focused and play better because the team got on a real winning streak.

I sucked Alec's big dick and he corn-holed me all during our senior year. He was captain of the football team--my captain.