I leaned my head against the glass and closed my eyes. Before I knew it there was someone sitting next to me. I opened my eyes to find it was none other than Martin. I planned on not speaking to him seeing as his words all those years ago were to leave him alone. I closed my eyes again hoping to drift off. The next thing I knew I felt a hand rubbing the front of my jeans. I heard a slight whisper saying, "Don't make a sound just let it happen."

I was shocked but in a crowded bus full of football players I was kind of trapped. I didn't move, I didn't react, I don't think I was even breathing. Even after all these years Martin's touch still electrified me. My brain finally caught up with my body and I was finally able to speak. "What are you doing?" I whispered. "Just let it happen." Martin replied. I didn't know what to do. Martin's touch was what my body wanted, my heart was hurt that essentially the guy who turned me out all these years still had a hold on me, and my brain wouldn't respond. Martin leaned down and undid my zipper. He reached in and grabbed my dick which had sprung to full attention. I had closed my eyes and leaned my head against the glass again to not draw any attention. "I've wanted to talk to you for so long," he whispered, "I know I was wrong, I'm sorry. Seeing you tonight though and being around you I know I had to have you one more time." I had butterflies in my stomach. I was leaking precum by the gallon. Martin reached down and engulfed my entire 8 inch dick. "You've grown since the last time I did this," he whispered. He swirled his tongue on the underside of my head and I felt my head enter into the back of his throat. How was it possible that such a manly all star guy was here with his head buried in my lap with my cock down his throat? I put my hand on his head and felt the bobs. He had improved so much since we were little. So had my stamina because I had passed the ten second mark from it first time.

I felt his saliva running down my balls as he furiously worked to get his prize. He picked his head up and reached under my shirt to rub my nipples. "Do you want me to finish?" He asked. A slight whimper escaped my mouth. "Do I get the cover?" With those words I snapped to reality. "Did you really think just by surprising me and doing this you'd get the cover?"

"You would've gotten it anyway because of your performance tonight!!!" I said. "What you did on the field was amazing!!! You've always been good and always will be!!! All you do is use me and I'm done with you!!" I replied. With that my dick went soft and I turned my back towards him. I knew I'd have blue balls in the morning but this was a matter of principle. I felt his hand on my knee and I shrugged it off. "Alex," he whispered. I closed my eyes and ignored him. "Can you look at me?" I tried acting like I was falling asleep and he finally just put his head back. We had an hour long ride back to school and I had no intention of speaking to him again. I felt the bus stop and I slowly opened my eyes. Football Parents were all outside and I was searching for my parents. I wanted to get my stuff and leave. My parents were nowhere to be found. Martin was trying to block my way and saying, "Talk to me please," a sincere hurt and worry was in his voice but I wanted nothing to do with him. "Move!" I barked and finally pushed my way through. I just started walking because my parents weren't there. It was close to 1 am and knowing them they had fallen asleep and forgotten. I walked to clear my head, to cry, to process, to just get away. I lived a good 20 minute walk from the school so I'd have plenty of time to process.

What hold did this guy have on me and why would I always fall for it? I have a girlfriend and we have great sex but with him I feel electricity. I was walking slower and had tears in my eyes. This really hurt me. I was being used by a guy who didn't need to, he ruined my life once, and now who knows what he wanted. I was so confused. I heard a car slow down and drive up beside me. It was a black Ram which I knew belonged to Martin. "Alex, why are you walking?" Let me give you a ride home." I picked up my pace and he drove slowly. "Alex I'm sorry." He said. I kept walking. The truck parked and he got out. I was tempted to just start running but my camera equipment was a hindrance. He got out and run in front of me. I tried getting out of his way but he just blocked me. "Why do you do this to me?" I yelled out. "You play with me, hurt me, and ruin everything!" "I'm sorry," he said. "I don't know what I'm doing with you. You just make me not think. I react without thinking and I screw it up. I'm sorry Alex." I kept walking and pushed my way through him. He got back in his truck and followed me the entire way home. It was sweet in a way but I was still mad and hurt. Plus my balls were aching from the failed blowjob attempt but that's a minor thing now. I made it home and sure enough found my parents asleep in the living room. "I'm home." I announced. My Mom spring up. "I'm so sorry we fell asleep." "It's ok. I got here and we won!" "Are you ok?" She asked. "Yeah I'm just tired." I replied. "Let's all go to bed."

I laid down and kept reliving that moment on the bus and on the way home. Why was this bothering me and why did it have a hold on me? That's all I kept wondering. I heard a knock on my window. I assumed it was Victoria for one of our late night make outs. I got up and to my surprise it was Martin. I opened my window and stuck my head out. "You need to leave. You've done enough damage and I'm done with you. You'll get your cover and I'm do...." I didn't get the words out. He pressed his lips to mine and I was gone. I had chills. He pulled away and left me speechless. "It's the only way to get you to Shut Up" he said, "I need to do this." He climbed through my window and dropped to his knees. He pulled my shorts down and my cock sprung back to life. He engulfed it and as when we were kids I came in about 10 seconds. He got up off his knees kissing his way up. I finally came to my senses and asked, "What are you doing?" "Alex I was wrong but I got home and I couldn't let this go away. I miss you. All these year have passed and I ruined us. Sometimes I don't have the right words, that's why Lauren and I always fight but I can't stop this. I've wanted you since we were 12 and it took me 4 years to get back here." "You want me?" I asked. "I love Lauren and I want to be with her but my body craves you."

He pulled down his shorts and grabbed my hand. He put it on his dick. It was hard and pulsating. He nibbled on my ear and whispered, "You don't have to do anything just your touch is enough." One stroke and his breathing became short and fast. My hand was covered in the warm sweetness. He smiled at me. I was still in shock. He kissed me on my lips. I parted my mouth open and felt his tongue enter my mouth. I was in heaven. He kissed his way back down and I was hard again.

"One more before I go," he said. He was on my dick again. I lasted about 5 minutes and he swallowed every drop. "I'll come by later because I want to talk to you," he said. "This isn't over." He crawled out my window and I heard him drive away. I pulled my pajama pants back on and collapsed on my bed. My head was spinning. I drifted off to sleep and would deal with this all in the morning.

To be continued.......




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