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The Ball Boy Experiment: Chapter 2: Team Meating
Date: 5/4/2024, Categories: Fantasy Author: Sam_Clayborn
... his chest. He reached up and held her. She was warm. Jake liked that. The two of them laid there together, still connected, for what felt like hours. --- The towels were thrown into the laundry basket. New ones were used for when the two showered for real. That took longer than expected, because Jake and Sam kept stopping to fool around. Sam washed Jake's athletic body, savoring every inch of it. Jake washed Sam, too, taking care to fondle her round ass some more. They kissed, and touched each other, and held each other closely. And after each of them came a few more times, they finally finished showering, and moved back into the locker rooms to get dressed. "What happened with the rest of the team, before?" Jake asked, pulling a new shirt on. Sam looked away. "They found out I had a dick, and they got all stupid, and took off." "I'm sorry, that sucks." "It's whatever. Most guys are pretty stupid. I'm really not surprised." Jake sighed. He wondered why he didn't care himself that Sam was a guy. He didn't really look like one, except for... well, that was just a detail. Sam continued, "Anyway, I guess that means the experiment's over." "What? No, it can't be." Jake suddenly felt very panicked. Sam laughed slightly, "I can't really service the team if the team doesn't want me to service them, can I?" Jake thought for a moment, and then came up with idea... --- One week later. Jake stood next to the bench that he and Sam had fucked on. ...
... Sam herself, was sitting on that bench. Coach Ryan stood behind them, arms crossed. No one said anything. The door opened. The shuffle of feet, and casual murmuring indicated the arrival of the rest of the team. As they rounded the corner, and saw who was sitting before them, there were some groans, and some laughter. Jake stepped forward. "Alright, everyone. Calm down." The murmuring stopped. He had that authority over them. "Now, it's come to my attention that some of you haven't been too appreciative of what the Coach has done for us." He looked around the room, making eye contact with each member of the team. If he wanted to sell this, he needed to connect with them. "That's a shame. I think we can all agree our little team hasn't been doing too well lately. More losses than wins in, what, two seasons, Coach?" "Three." Coach had allowed Jake to lead. They were more likely to accept this from him. "Three seasons. Wow." Jake paused, to let the moment hang, and then stepped forward. "Matt, you're planning on going to U of M next year on a football scholarship, right?" Matt nodded, slightly. "Yeah. Andy, you too?" Andy nodded as well. "Me too. A few of us, actually. Now, I want you think for a second about the future. 10 years from now, when we're sad, old men, drinking coffee in our lawn chairs or whatever, what are we going to tell our kids? 'Yeah, I could have been a star athlete, a famous football player, but I made a decision to NOT be.'" He paused again, ...