A World of Fantasies

I learned a lot in the next two or so hours. I had already known some things from just watching and following the sport for years, but now I knew the reasons behind some decisions and got an inside perspective at how a team planned to win a game and used its player's known and unknown strengths. At the end of the practice, I stayed with Jona as he returned to the locker to change out of his gear with the rest of the team. I removed the comfy jersey and placed it back in my locker by hanging it from a peg. I then took off my jockstrap and replaced it with the thong that I now wore properly again. 

I saw free-swinging cocks that ranged in color and engorgement all around me. I saw some of the ensuing mayhem when I was here earlier, but it was overshadowed by Jona wanting to talk to the coach at the time. A few guys tried to get me or Jona to engage in some sexy hijinks with them, but Jona waved them off so it would just be the two of us as he continued to talk to me about football like the coach asked him. 

As Jona walked me to my car, we held hands while carrying our respective gear with our free hands. The sun was starting to set, and that seemed to be a signal for everyone to leave or not be on campus. 

"So you aren't mad at me?" Jona asked before we crossed the street to the parking tower. There were only a handful of cars for us to look out for.

"Mad at you?" I asked him as I looked at him for a split second before looking ahead of me again. 

"Yeah, for trying to keep you out of practice today," he reminded me. 

"No. Not really," I said as I squeezed Jona's hand. "I knew that you were trying to keep me safe, and you were right," I said as we walked into the building. "But it worked out. I didn't get hurt like you wanted, and I was able to participate in practice with you and the rest of the team," I ended as we neared my car. 

I left the warmth of Jona's hand to pull my keys from the side pocket of my bag and pushed the button on my fob to have my car beep twice. I pulled my trunk open to put in my equipment. I seem to fall into moments of pure quietness before I hear the sounds of sex around me. And there it was as I lowered my net onto the floor of my trunk. It's like they were told to organize their outbursts and moans to come together like some kind of musical number. I closed the trunk of my vehicle, and Jona dropped his bags. As the next movement of voices picked up, he pushed me against my car. As one voice after another hit orgasm and it was strung out so you almost felt like the sounds were being pulled out of you, I was pushed up onto the car. On the shout of the word "FUCK" we locked lips and humped groins. 

Soon, Jona had me pressing my chest and bare cock against my car. My skirt was flipped up, and I think I rolled my eyes as I felt his mouth getting me wet for his cock. I was so happy they replaced the TP in the library with wet wipes. I was a little worried when I first saw them, but their packaging said that they were biodegradable and ...

"Holy Fuck!" I shouted as Jona started to push his cock into me. The burn, the heat, and his width had my cock dripping onto the bumper. "Yes god," I continued as he proceeded to slide into me. I felt the added slickness of lube, but I don't know how he got it in there without me noticing.

"My name is Jona," Jona told me as he kissed my neck and pressed his crotch against my ass. 

"Right now you are god," I panted as I braced myself for him to move. 

"You are giving me a lot to live up to," Jona told me as he started to test fuck my ass.

"You've already risen to the occasion," I said with a smile before I gasped. Jona was getting serious with his thrusts. I gasped and moaned as I now heard nothing but our sounds and the squeaking of my car as it bounced with us. 

"Aahh," I moaned loudly in protest when he pulled out of me. 

"I want you on your back so I can see your face when you come," Jona told me as he pulled me off the car and towards the door to the back seat of my car. I grinned as he held it open for me to get in. Once we were inside, we realized that we should have finished getting undressed before getting in, but we didn't feel like leaving and did what we had to. 

We deflated a little while we pulled clothes out of the way to allow us to fuck again. Then my ass was reintroduced to Jona's weeping cock. My cock bounced and dripped everywhere as Jona pounded me into the seat. 

We were rocking the chassis when David knocked on the window shouting that he was ready to go home. I may have moved a little faster, but we were not stopping until we were done. 

"That's my Baby," Jona said as he bent down to give me a quick kiss before hitting me harder. I groaned and moaned and swore as it all built. "Come for me," Jona ordered as he changed angles, and my body exploded under him, dragging him towards his orgasm. 

When we crawled out of the back seat, David looked like a fucked up mess. He appeared to have had a rough time on and off the field. David seemed to have lost and gained bits of his uniform since the last time I saw him. I'm positive that he didn't have on a school-approved cock ring when we left the house this morning, and his stockings and shirt were MIA, and perhaps a nipple ring. While Jona was kissing me goodbye, David stowed his stuff and got into the passenger side seat to wait for me again. 

"You'll let me know if something doesn't feel right or if you forget other stuff?" Jona asked me as we finished kissing. I nodded my head that was still touching his. "You promise?" he asked to make sure. "Say it," he then prompted. 

"I promise," I told him before pulling away. I blushed while looking at him. I then felt a little worried that I was happily attached to him when today was the first time we've met. Jona doesn't know that, but I do. 

"Good boy," he said before kissing my cheek and then tapping my abs. "No go eat before you start wasting away," he said with a laugh before picking up his stuff that we had left by the trunk before turning to leave. Before I said or did anything, David stuck his head out of the car to add his two cents to the situation. 

"You heard him," David loudly stated. "Let's go home." I was still living off my Jona high and happily got into the car to do as David commanded. Not that I wouldn't have anyway. The streets were rather empty, considering it was still early, and cleaner than I remembered them being in general. Once we were near the edge of town, where the bars and clubs lit up the night, I saw where just about everyone had gone. We saw, among other things, a three-way kiss slowly move across the street until it hit a car that they eventually got into. 

"Did you get to practice with the team today?" David asked as we waited for the car in front of us to move a few blocks later. 

"I mostly helped out with the coaches today, but I was at practice," I quickly added on. 

"How come?" he asked as he turned his head in my direction and away from his phone. His hair was such a mess. I would be surprised if cum and lube weren't helping it to stick up. 

"They said that since I had been absent so often, they wanted me to re-learn a few things before putting me back on the field," I told him. It wasn't a complete lie. 

"Hm," he replied with before being reabsorbed in what he was doing on his phone. That was one thing about him that hadn't changed in this new, to me, world. 

Thanks to light traffic and fewer pedestrians to look out for, we made it home a short time later. Evident by the fact that my stomach hadn't crawled out to find food on its own yet. David got out and retrieved the clothes that got dirty today and walked into the garage and straight to the washer. I watched as he tossed his soiled uniform in before stripping off his skirt and thong to throw them in also. He set the washer how he wanted and walked inside with his backpack and shoes on. 

Oh, and did I mention that he was hard. I thought he was tired. Maybe what he was looking at on his phone had that kind of effect on him. But then he was eighteen. I got out and grabbed my bags before following him into the house. Only I walked in through the front door. I dropped my keys into their little purple home and went upstairs to take a bath and dress for dinner, even as the scent of lasagna followed me to my room. 

"Higher," someone said from further down the hall. I looked at Adam's room to make sure it wasn't playing a trick on me. His door was closed, and when I heard a different voice, it was for sure coming from one of the other bedrooms. 

"Three then?" they asked. I wasn't sure who said that. 

"Nope. More," the first voice said. Now I recognized it as being David's. It was slightly muffled, so his door was closed, and his bedroom was a room away from mine.

"You're joking," the other person said. "You have four inside you?" they asked. I think it was Pastor Keyy. "You are a talented one," he then said after a moment. That moment was the last straw for my stomach. It had made up its mind that it was now going to hurt me. I went into my room, dropped my bags on the bed, peeled off my clothes, and took out the piercings before stepping into the shower. They were a little hard to bath with this morning, so I took them out. I wouldn't have to worry about snagging them again this time. 

I just stood there under the warm water and enjoyed the sensations a bit. When my stomach grumbled, I swallowed some water. When I had enough of that, I proceeded to wash my hair and body before looking for a pair of actual briefs and the loosest shirt I could find before heading down to eat. 

I walked out of my room in red hot briefs and an oversized black tank top that revealed more than it covered with the words The Boy Cum-ith in big white letters that looked like they were dripping. 

"You are going to ruin your dinner," I think I heard David say. 

"Are you telling me to stop?" Pastor Keyy asked him before sounds got muffled again. I turned towards the stairs and placed my foot on the first step when a shout filled the house. 

"DINNER!" Dad yelled from the kitchen.