The Last Game (fm:group, 1870 words) [1/2] show all parts | |||
Author: longrange | |||
Added: Jan 13 2002 | Views / Reads: 8386 / 7543 [90%] | Part vote: 8.00 (5 votes) | |
A true story about a small party after my final high school football game. Four girls and myself try to play a game of Truth or Dare. | |||
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The ref blew his whistle, and the game was over. Just like that. The season was over, and it was time for me to take off my football jersey for the last time. Four years of starting as middle linebacker for the best high school program in the nation, and it was over. Leaving the field, the student section began to chant my last name. Walking past the stands and around the familiar corner to the shower room, I couldn’t help but sigh with relief that it was over. I opened the door to the clapping of the coach and other players. After the routine speeches and congratulations, we hit the showers. With the water running over my face, I tried to think of what the after game party would be like tonight. I guess a description of my self is in order. I am 6’3” tall, weight around 200 lbs (most of it is muscle). I have light brown hair, brown eyes, and not very tan skin. Four years ago, I was too embarrassed to take a shower after games and practices, because I was concerned about how I “measured up”. Being a virgin at that time, I had never had a girl see my penis. Also, not having seen many other naked guys, I had nothing to compare it to. I had measured it, but 9 inches seemed kind of small in my mind. Anyway, my fears were relieved after my first shower with the guys. I even earned the nickname of “mule”. Most of the parents called me Mule too, but they thought that it was because of my build. I smile overtime one of the moms call me that name. I was brought back out of my day dreaming when Tom, my best friend in the world, punched my on the shoulder and grabbed me around the neck. I reached around him and picked him up, flipped him upside down and threatened to drop him on his head. He quickly apologized, and ...
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