Cody Makes Varsity

Cody Ripley was nervous as he climbed out of his mother’s car. It was the first day of high school soccer tryouts and, as a freshman, Cody was trying out for the Varsity team. He had been scouted, as a middle schooler playing club soccer, by the high school coach.

“Good luck,” his mother said, as he was closing the door.

Cody gave her a thumbs up through the window as he turned to head toward the field house, where the locker room was. At the entrance, he took a deep breath and pushed the door open. Stepping inside, the typical locker room smells hit him like a brick wall. He’d never been in a high school locker room before, which was teeming with hot, half-naked (some fully naked) athletes.

Cody made his way through the sea of bodies. Some ignored him completely, while others looked him up and down, smirking. Looking around the room, he was absolutely certain that he was the only freshman there. He felt so lost. It seemed like every locker and bench was taken. Finally, he found a spot at the end of a row, he set his backpack down on the bench. He was already wearing his practice gear, so he sat down, slipped off his sneakers and replaced them with his cleats.

Looking around again, he recognized most of these players. He regularly attended the Varsity Soccer games the previous year, paying careful attention to Jersey numbers, faces, and names. That guy there, was Timothy Simmons, starting right back. That one over there, Anthony Collins, right wing. Elijah Heye, starting left wing (which was also his position). Not wanting to look as though he was staring at anyone, he returned his eyes to pack, retrieved his shin guards and slipped them in.

“Hey freshman.” He turned to see Elijah. “Don’t even think for a fuckin’ second that you’re taking my spot.” Elijah was a senior and was anticipating being scouted by several colleges as starting left wing.

“Uh…” Cody started, but was interrupted by another voice from behind.

“Shut the fuck up, J,” the voice commanded.

Cody turned to see a very familiar face, although he had never met him in person. It was Alex Newman, the star of the team. A senior, Alex was the starting center forward. He took his team to a state championship victory, scoring a record-breaking number of goals by the end of the first half. Cody tried not to stare, but Alex was impressive, standing 6’-2” tall, lean and ripped. At this point, he only had on his shorts and cleats, his practice jersey hanging over his right shoulder. Alex was also on swim team, so he had an upper body that displayed it evidently. His arms strong and well defined, his bulging chest, clean, hairless and adorned with perfectly shaped dark nipples, hardened by the coolness of the locker room.

Not wanting to linger to long, Cody looked back at his handsome face, framed with his perfectly arranged, dark brown hair.

While Cody and Alex’s eyes were locked, Elijah grunted and walked away. Alex extended his hand, “Cody, right?”

Cody felt like he should pick his chin up off the floor. He was shocked that the senior knew who he was. He wiped his sweaty palm on his shorts and inserted it into Alex’s, which was soft but strong.

“Uh… that’s right.” Cody said as they shook.

“Alex.” Came the reply. “You gonna set me up for some goals today?”

Stardom had not seemed to impact Alex’s personality. Cody relaxed a little as he said, “of course.” Cody smiled shyly.

“Well, see you out there.” Alex started to walk away, but when he was shoulder to shoulder with Cody he stopped, put his hand on his shoulder and leaned in. “If you have the shot… take it.” He squeezed his shoulder gently and was gone.

After warm-ups, the tryout scrimmage began. The four coaches stood on the sidelines, making notes on their clipboards, chatting and pointing. Cody knew he was being evaluated, as was everyone else, but he turned all of that off, focusing on the field. Even though they changed up the scrimmage teams quite a bit, he pretty much stayed on the same side as Alex. Cody could see that this fact was frustrating his senior counterpart, Elijah.

Throughout the scrimmage, Cody set up Alex for 15 goals, as well as putting 5 in the net himself. Cody was young, but he definitely held his own against the upperclassmen with whom he shared the field.

At the end of the scrimmage, the coaches pulled the team together. “So, we’ve been talking,” the head coach, who had personally invited Cody to tryouts, began, “and we know this is unusual,” he continued, “but we’ve seen what we needed to see.” He went on, “you all did a fantastic job and there’s a lot of talent out there. We have some hard decisions to make, which we’ll be discussing after.” There were mixed reactions amongst the players, some who were returning Varsity Players, some JV players. “In short,” the coach said, “you’ll get an e-mail tonight, so keep an eye out for it.”

After the very brief meeting, the players headed back to the locker room. Several patted Cody on the back or slapped his ass, saying things like; “Nice job out there”, “You killed it”, “You were on fire”. Cody didn’t say much, but nodded in appreciation. Elijah, who had obviously been shown up, said nothing, only giving him a dirty look.

“Fuck, dude,” it was Alex’s voice, who threw his arm over Cody’s shoulder. “You’ll start for sure.”

“I don’t know,” Cody felt confident he would make varsity, but not that he would be a starter.

“Naw man…” Alex went on, “you got it for sure.” He dropped his hand slapped Cody’s right ass cheek and squeezed, “trust me, I know.”

The firm grip on his ass surprised Cody, but he shrugged it off. “How do you know?”

Alex stopped and turned to look at Cody. “Because four years ago,” he said, “I was you.” He smiled and trotted to the locker room.

In the locker room, there was a lot of buzz about the tryouts. Cody heard several commentaries that included his name. Most were positive, some were negative. Not about his performance, necessarily, but about him being a freshman.

He tried to put it out of his mind, stripping off his workout clothes, soaked with sweat. In the shower, he kept to himself, but had a hard time not noticing the beautiful, naked, high school jocks surrounding him. He certainly wasn’t openly gay, nor had he ever been with a guy, but this group turned him on something fierce. Feeling his dick begin to swell, he hurried through his shower, grabbed a towel and headed back to his locker, hoping nobody had noticed.

Cody quickly dressed, slipped on his shoes and hurried out. The last thing he needed was his, possibly, future teammates knowing that he was into guys.

Out in the parking lot, he pulled out his phone to text his mom, letting her know he was done and ready to be picked up, but there was already a text from her. She had gotten called in to work and wouldn’t be able to pick him up.

“Fuck,” he said out loud. It was a three mile walk to his house.

“What’s wrong, Cody?” Alex’s voice came from behind.

“My mom’s not gonna be able to pick me up, so I gotta walk home,” Cody informed.

“Fuck that,” Alex grabbed Cody’s backpack from his shoulder, “I got you.”

Cody followed Alex to his convertible BMW, only a few steps away. Alex tossed his backpack, and Cody’s into the back seat.

“Nice ride,” Cody commented climbing in.

Alex just smiled and started it up. As they drove out of the parking lot, Cody caught sight of Elijah walking to his car, middle finger up in the air, flipping him off.

Cody smiled to himself. “I think Elijah hates me.” He noted to Alex.

“Fuck him,” Alex said abruptly. “You showed him up… simple as that.”

Cody turned his head away so Alex couldn’t see this broad smile. I did do that, Cody thought.

It only took about five minutes to get to Cody’s house as the BMW raced through the streets. At Cody’s direction, Alex raced into his driveway, coming to an abrupt stop.

“Thanks for the ride,” Cody climbed out of the car, his legs trembling from Alex’s crazy driving.

“Parents home?” Alex asked.

“Naw,” Cody responded, “they’re at work.”

“Ah,” Alex said. “Ok, well…” his voice trailed off. Instead of putting his car in reverse to back out, he put it in park. He waited.

Noticing, Cody said, “Um… wanna come in?”

Alex immediately pushed the off button and climbed out. “Thought you’d never ask.”

The two walked to the front door and Cody unlocked it, pushing it open. Closing the door behind them Cody headed up the stairs to his room, Alex right behind him.

“How long do you think it will take them to e-mail us,” Cody asked.

“Starters will get notified right away,” Alex said, pulling out his phone and opening his e-mail. “I already got my e-mail.”

Cody had no doubt that Alex would be starting again this year. It wasn’t even a question. The two walked into Cody’s room, Cody tossing his backpack on the floor.

“You should check your e-mail,” Alex insisted.

Cody doubted that he had received one yet but pulled out his phone and opened the email app. To his surprise, he had received an e-mail from the head coach. In it, a list of varsity starters. Alex’s name was at the top of the list as starting forward. Right below his, Cody Ripley, Left wing. Elijah had been moved to right wing. “Jesus,” is all Cody could say.

“Told you,” Alex grabbed Cody’s hand with his and pulled him in, throwing his free arm around his shoulders for a man hug. While he was still pulled in, he whispered in Cody’s ear, “we should celebrate.”

Cody was surprised that Alex didn’t release him. The he’d thrown over his shoulders was now moving downward, his flat hand sliding down the center of his back, stopping in the small of his back, pulling him in tighter. Alex leaned back slightly, so they were face to face, so close, Cody could feel Alex’s breath on his lips.

Cody froze, his body trembling. “W-what are you doing.”

Continuing to hold Cody close, Alex slid his hand down, tucking it in the back of his athletic shorts and gently squeezing his smooth, round ass. “Do I have it wrong? Do you want me to stop?” he whispered.

Cody’s body tingled all over within the arms of the upperclassman. “No,” Cody whispered, “I just…” his voice trailed off.

“Shhhh…” Alex leaned in ever so slightly, their lips meeting. Moving back, Alex gazed into Cody’s eyes. “Your lips are so soft,” he said and then leaned forward again, this tip pushing his tongue deep inside of Cody’s mouth.

Cody felt like he was melting in Alex’s arms, his tongue and saliva mixing with the other. The kissed deeply.

Alex moved his other hand around Cody’s side and down his back, sliding it beneath the thin fabric of his shorts, next to his other hand. He squeezed both cheeks gently and slowly pushed down Cody’s shorts. Passing his toned, round ass, they easily dropped to the floor, Cody’s hard already hard cock pressing against Alex’s own bulging shorts. Alex then grasped the hem of Cody’s shirt and pulled it off of him, Cody willingly extending his arms into the air.

Alex stepped back to admire his younger teammate’s athletic body. It was beautiful. Boyish and slender, but clearly defined. His young, smooth cock sticking straight out from his body, and small hairless balls pulled in close. Reaching out, he placed his right hand under the nut sack, then sliding it up the shaft and arriving at the head, which was now dripping with pre-cum. He then grasped the shaft with his left hand, swiping his finger through the clear liquid dripping from it and sticking it in his mouth.

“Mmmm.” He purred, savoring the taste.

Alex stepped back again and shed his own clothes. First his t-shirt and then his shorts, letting them drop carelessly on the floor. Cody looked down in awe at Alex’s long, thick, and growing cock. It was amazing, starting out slender at the base, with a thick shaft, and a smaller head, covered in foreskin. His beautiful round balls hung low. He had obviously seen naked guys before, but never this close and not like this.

Cody stepped forward, reached down and toyed with Alex’s balls. Slowly, he lowered himself to his knees in front of Alex, sliding his hand up the shaft and pulling back gently, retracting the loose foreskin and revealing the head, bright pink and wet with pre-cum. He looked up at Alex, who was looking down at him, nodding in approval.

Cody, for the first time in his life, took the cock into his mouth, wrapping his soft lips around the still exposed tip. Uncertain of what he was doing, he worked the head, gradually taking more of the now fully erect shaft in his mouth. It tasted so good. He had tried his own pre-cum before, but this was different.

“Fuck,” Alex leaned his head back, closing his eyes, and feeling Cody’s warm mouth wrapped around him.

Cody continued, deeper and deeper. When his lips were about halfway down the full length of Alex’s cock, the tip hit the back of his throat. He gagged and pulled back a little.

Alex placed his hand on Cody’s head, running his fingers through his light blond hair. “Easy,” he whispered.

Cody slowly began to pulse his head, still just under half of Alex’s cock in his mouth. It felt and tasted so good, he didn’t want to stop, but Alex had different ideas.

Alex reached down and, hooking his hands under Cody’s arms, raised him to a standing position. He then lowered himself to his knees, he took Cody’s cock into his mouth, sliding his lips down the full length until his lips touch the thin, white public hairs at the base. He worked Cody’s cock like a master. Cody was sure he had done this before and wondered with whom.

After sucking Cody’s cock for a while, Alex stood again and they kissed, longer and deeper than before.

Alex stopped and looked at Cody again, placing his hand on the side of his face. “Will you fuck me?”

Cody was shocked. He was sure, with a cock like that, that Alex would want to be the top. “I’ve never done it before,” Cody said.

Alex didn’t say another word, but took him by the hand and led him to the bed. He laid Cody on his back and climbed on top of him, straddling his crotch. Alex reached around, grasped the shaft of Cody’s still wet dick, placing the tip of it at his tight pink hole. “Are you ready?”

With Cody’s nod, Alex let his weight push him down. The tip of Cody’s cock easily slipped in.

“Damn,” Cody softly moaned as Alex continued downward until his perfect ass rested on Cody’s thighs.

“Feel good?” Alex asked, seeking approval to continue.

“I’m afraid if you move, I’ll cum.” Cody said hesitantly.

“That’s ok,” he started, “that’s what I want.”

“You want me to cum in you?” Cody asked.

“Yes,” Alex began to move his hips slightly, gently squeezing Cody’s cock by flexing the muscles around his hole. He placed his hands on Cody’s chest, teasing his nipples between his pointer finger and thumb.

Within a couple of minutes, Cody threw his head back, his hands grabbing the bedspread above him. “Shit!” he cried as his throbbing cock pulsed inside of Alex. His whole body convulsed as he felt his cum shoot into Alex’s depths. He moaned with pleasure.

Alex looked down at Cody and, grasping his own cock, began to stroke it. “Where do you want me to cum?”

“I – I want to taste it.” Cody pleaded, helplessly trapped beneath the senior.

Alex moved up, the freshman cock sliding out of his ass. He re-situated himself, now straddling Cody’s chest. Cum ran from his ass, leaving a rail from the tip of Cody’s cock, up his stomach and now pooling on his chest. Alex took his cock in his hand as Cody raised his head to receive it. It slid in, but not deep. Alex was careful not to give him to much. He gently pulsed his hips until it he was close to ejaculation. Removing it he looked down at Cody. “Lay back your head and open your mouth,” he instructed.

Cody complied and Alex stroked his cock aggressively to the point of release. He moved forward, placing the foreskin covered tip directly over Cody’s open mouth. A giant surge of cum spilled form the opening in the foreskin, landing on Cody’s extended tongue. And then another… and another. It was a lot. So much that the semen filled Cody’s mouth and overflowed out of the corners.

When Cody thought he was done, he closed his lips together and swallowed. While his lips were closed, Alex pulled back the foreskin, releasing a final spurt of cum that landed on Cody’s lips and ran down his cheek.

“Fuck,” Alex said, “that was amazing.” He climbed off of Cody and helped him off the bed. Seeing his cum covered cheek, he leaned forward and licked the deposit clean, pulling it into his own mouth. The two kissed again.

“Alex, I…” Cody began but was silenced by Alex’s finger on his lips.

“No-one will ever know,” Alex assured.

Alex dressed, gave Cody one final kiss, and said, “I gotta go.” And then, “Again sometime?”

Cody nodded and Alex headed for the door.

In the doorway, he turned to Cody, still standing there naked. “Congratulations on making the squad.” And then he was gone.

Cody dropped onto his bed, still in disbelief about what had just happened. Looking down at his cum covered chest and stomach, he decided it would be a good idea to take another shower before his parents got home.