The Kicker

Chapter 5

Leo

As graduation neared, I was feeling so overwhelmed. I was excited to be going to college and continuing my football career, but I was going to have to leave my best friend of 18 years behind. Robbie and I had many long talks about our relationship, he was definitely worried about leaving home and basically being alone. I knew it would probably be easier for me since I would be busy with not only classes, but football practice as well. I gave Robbie as much encouragement as I could before I left for Stillwater. Team workouts started at the end of June, and he wouldn’t need to leave for Waco until August. We promised to call or text every day, but after two weeks, we had already slipped to every other day. By the time Robbie left for school we were only talking weekly.

The week before Robbie was to leave home, I called my mom for our weekly talk.

After I updated her on what was I was doing, she asked, “so have you talked to Robbie?”

I said, “not since last Thursday, why?”

She said, “maybe I should let him tell you.”

I sighed, “mom, what’s going on?”

She paused, “Robbie told his parents he was gay.”

My heart skipped a beat, I said, “oh, really?”

Mom asked, “did you know about that?”

My mind raced, did he tell them about us? I regained my composure, “mom, we’ve been best friends since we were born, of course I knew. How did they take it?”

She said, “they were a little shocked, but I think they have worked through it, of course they still love their only son. I think you should call Robbie and offer your support.”

I said, “I will, just like I have for the past two years.”

After mom and I talked for a bit more, I immediately called Robbie.

He answered his phone, “Hey Leo, I assume you talked to your mom.”

I said, “yeah, she just called, are you ok?”

He sighed, “yeah, I am. It feels like a big weight has been lifted off my shoulders.”

I paused for a moment, “I’m happy for you.”

He chuckled, “thanks Leo, and don’t worry, I didn’t say anything about you. I figured you could speak for yourself whenever you are ready.”

I felt relieved, “thank you, I appreciate that. I will tell my parents when I am ready.”

I talked with Robbie for another hour, I noticed a different tone to his voice. He sounded so much more confident, and I was glad that he actually sounded happy. I was a little sad because I knew things would never be the same between us, but I was glad for Robbie’s newfound confidence.

I quickly got into my new routine and with all the time I was spending with the team, made many new friends. My roommate was Rod Macklemburg, we called him Mack. He was the punter and my holder when I kicked field goals. Because I depended on him for the successful completion of my job, we quickly became close. Not only did we spend a lot of time together at practice, but we were also spending a lot of time hanging out off of the field. I of course, have not told him, or any of my teammates, that I am gay.

I really worked hard, and my kicking coach was amazing, I soon became automatic at kicking up to 50 yards. The team as a whole was doing well, we weren’t playing for the national championship this year, but had a respectable record. I was thoroughly enjoying my college experience as my first season ended two weeks after Thanksgiving with us winning our Bowl game. A week later I was glad to be headed home for Christmas Break. I pulled into my parents’ driveway and saw that Robbie was home as well. I haven’t talked to him in almost a month, I was looking forward to seeing him. To be honest, I was hoping we could do more than talk, if not tonight, at least sometime while we were on break.

After mom fed me and caught me up with all the latest news, I sent a text to Robbie to see if I could come over so we could talk, he invited me over.

Robbie’s mom answered the door, she gave me a hug and asked about college. We talked for a few minutes, and she then told me Robbie was in the basement, I could go on down.

Robbie greeted me at the bottom of the steps with a smile and a big hug. I was surprised how much he had changed in the last six months. His hair was longer, his face had a sexy two-day scruff, he had new glasses and if I was not mistaken, he had filled out a bit.

I said, “you look great, bud.”

Robbie smiled, “thanks, it looks like you put on some muscle too.”

I chuckled, “yeah, the coach has me hitting the weights pretty heavy.”

That’s when I noticed the other man in the room, he walked up to Robbie.

Robbie said, “Leo, this is Seth, my boyfriend.”

I tried not to show my disappointment, but I’m sure my face betrayed me.

I forced a smile, “hi Seth, it’s nice to meet you.”

Seth smiled back, “great to meet you too, I have heard a lot about you.”

We sat down and talked for over an hour. Seth was a nice guy, and it was clear that he cared about Robbie, and Robbie cared for him. I quickly learned how much Robbie had grown when Seth only referred to him as Rob. I had to stop myself several times from calling him Robbie.

After our visit, I went home and fell back onto my bed, not sure how I felt. I wasn’t fair of me to expect Robbie to stay single until I was ready to be a man and admit my true feelings. I had no right to be jealous, it was me that wasn’t willing to make a commitment. The only word to describe the way was feeling I could come up with, was envy. I was envious that Rob had figured out what he wanted, and he went out and got it. He found a great guy to be with, he knew who he was, he had turned into a strong, self-sufficient man. As happy as I was for him, I was sad that I had lost him. I only had myself to blame.

I headed back to college after Christmas and threw myself into my schoolwork and training for next year’s football season. Mack and I were spending all our free time in the weightroom, that is where I met Casey.

Casey had just graduated in December and was working as a member of the training staff. I noticed him the first day I saw him in the weightroom. He was about 5’10” and a solid 170 pounds, he wasn’t overly muscled, but had all the right perfectly proportioned bulges. He had light brown hair that complimented his sexy brown eyes and cute smile. I would check him out every time we worked out, I’m not sure if it was just wishful thinking, but I thought he was checking me out too. I was thrilled when he was assigned to work with special teams, this included the kicker, punter and all the kick returners. It didn’t take long before we were well acquainted, he was responsible for showing us proper lifting techniques for maximum benefit. I must admit, I had to watch my flirting with Casey, but I also noticed that he was flirting back, at least I thought he was, again, this might have just been wishful thinking.

Mack and I were working out, it was Saturday, Casey was there, just as he always was.

Mack said, “I think I am done for the day, I have a date with that Volleyball player I was telling you about.”

Mack had been trying to get a date with Holly for about a month, he must have finally talked her into it.

Casey chuckled, “yeah, go ahead. Just don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, and if you do, name it after me.”

I burst out laughing, as Mack tried to figure out what Casey meant.

Casey asked, “do you have plans too, or are you going to keep lifting?”

I said, “I could do one more set, if you have time.”

He chuckled, “yeah, I don’t have a life, I have time.”

We finished up and I headed to the locker room, everyone else had already showered and left. I undressed and stepped under the shower, secretly, I was glad to shower alone. I was always afraid that my cock would betray me when I showered with others from the team. I was rinsing the shampoo from my hair and was startled when I heard, “save some hot water for me.”

I rubbed the water out of my eyes to see Casey standing there, naked as the day he was born, adjusting the temperature of the shower next to me. I scanned his body, his ass and cock were far better than I ever had imagined in my fantasies. His thick cock was a nice length flaccid and curved down naturally over two low hanging nuts. I image his cock would be about 7 inches when it was at full mast.

He began soaping up as I felt my cock stir, he said, “I hope you don’t mind, I usually wait until all the players are finished before I shower, but I figured since you were the only one left…”

I croaked, “no problem.” I turned away, trying to hide my excitement, and will my hardening dick back to an unaroused state. I kept looking out of the corner of eye at Casey, his sweet plump ass and muscular chest each had a light coat of sexy fur. Shit, I need to quit looking at him, my cock was growing with every glance I snuck. I couldn’t help myself, I took one more look, that’s when Casey caught me, and he saw my now fully hard shaft. I just couldn’t look away from his ass.

He smiled as my face turned red with embarrassment, he said, “it’s ok, you are having the same effect on me.”

That’s when he turned and showed me that he was just as stiff as I was. I stammered, “sorry, I just…”

Casey shook his head, “no need to explain. Look, it’s against the rules, but would you like to come to my apartment?”

I swallowed hard and like an idiot, I just nodded. We quickly finished our shower and got dressed. We walked to Casey’s car and drove to his place, my cock was still locked and loaded.

As soon as we got inside Casey’s apartment, we began kissing and ripping each other’s clothes off. Casey led me to his bedroom and went to his knees in front of me. I gasped as he took my manhood fully into his warm, wet mouth. I held him by the back of his head as he orally serviced me like I had never been serviced before. I felt my nuts begin to churn, I pulled Casey up for a kiss, then took my turn on my knees. I paused for a moment to admire the schlong that stood proudly before me. It was the perfect thickness, my fingers just met when I wrapped my hand around it. It was a full seven inches with a slight curve up, topped off with a large purple mushroom head. I stuck my tongue out to scoop the drop of precum that had formed on the slit. God, he tasted as good as he looked. I took Casey entirely into my mouth, savoring every inch of his delicious cock. Casey pulled me to my feet, and we kissed again, he said, “you were going to make me cum.” We crawled onto the bed into a sixty-nine, once again we went to work on each other’s poles. I felt a finger graze the entrance to my love canal, my legs instinctively spread as a moan escaped my lips. Casey let my cock fall from his mouth as he licked my nuts, then continued on to my hole. He pulled my forward and was soon pushing his tongue in and out of my ass, leaving his spit in and around my hole. I released his dick and gasped, “please fuck me.” Casey quickly got into position, I was laying on my side, with one leg in the air. He put my leg on his shoulder as he sat over the leg that remained on the bed. He slowly pushed in, pausing once he penetrated the first ring of muscle. I let out a deep breath as the pain subsided and the pleasure increased the further he pushed in. The pleasure turned to extasy as Casey began to push in and out, hitting my love button with every stroke. I pulled at my own cock as he smiled down at me and continued the assault on my tight hole.  He leaned down giving me a loving kiss every few strokes. I soon felt my nuts tighten again, and from the sounds coming from Casey, he was getting close too. I let out a final grunt as I squirt my cum all over my stomach and chest. Casey pushed in as far as he could, and I felt his love juices flood my guts as he collapsed on top of me. We kissed until our spasms stopped and he rolled beside me on the bed.

I panted, “so you said this is against the rules?”

He chuckled, “yeah, when they hired me, they said that training staff should not get involved with student athletes. It was set up when they started women’s sports that had men coaches.”

I shrugged, “if you don’t tell, I won’t tell.”

We took a quick shower and Casey asked me to spend the night. I looked at my phone and saw I had a text from Mack asking if I could find a place to stay tonight.

I laughed, “yes, I would like to stay, Mack must have had a good date with Holly.” I held up my phone, “he asked if he could have the room to himself.”

Casey smiled as he pulled the covers back on his bed and we crawled in. As he wrapped his arms around me, my mind went back to all the nights that Robbie and I slept like this. I’m not sure where things will go with Casey, but since I knew things were over with Robbie, it was time to move on.

With Mack and Holly now officially dating, I was a good roommate and would give him the room whenever he asked. Secretly, it gave me a reason to go to Casey’s place, which we would have to do anyway. There would be less chance of us getting caught off campus, than there would be in my dorm room. Somehow, Casey and I were able to maintain a professional relationship during workouts and practice, and no one was questioning us spending time at his place. We were able to keep our secret for the next three and a half years.

I was worried that Mack was starting to suspect something, so when he offered to set me up with Megan, a friend of Holly, I agreed. After a double date with Mack and Holly, and then a couple solo dates, Megan was sure we were a couple. To be honest, I did nothing to dissuade this idea. It made spending time with Casey a little bit harder, but Casey and I had agreed, shortly after we started hooking up, neither of us wanted anything serious. We both seemed happy with the friends with benefits situation that we shared. Thankfully, Megan came from a strict family, and she wasn’t in a hurry to jump into bed. She was happy with some heavy make out sessions and cuddling, I was a good boyfriend and complied.

By the time we got to the end of our junior year of college, Megan and I had been dating for a year and I had set the school record for longest field goal. I was also getting close to breaking the record for the number of points scored by a kicker.

When my final season started, I and several other players were starting to get noticed by a few pro scouts. I had been planning on going into coaching after I graduated, but I was now getting excited about the prospect of playing in the NFL. I worked hard and had my best year ever, I made every extra point I attempted, and I only missed 2 field goal attempts, they were both over 55 yards.

Once football season was over, we no longer had to train, but the more I talked to pro scouts, the more I wanted to work. Casey of course agreed to continue to work with me, giving me an excuse to continue to see him. As spring came and I had talked to several teams, Casey and I talked about our time together coming to an end. He had moved up to an assistant coaching position and wanted to stay with the team. I knew I would be moving to a new city, and it would not be anywhere near Stillwater Oklahoma. Megan was also looking for a job and would probably be moving away too, she and I decided to wait to see where we each ended up before we made a decision on our relationship.

I had three teams really interested in drafting me. Over the next month, I flew to meetings with the Miami Dolphins, the San Diego Chargers, and the Sante Fe Bandits. I also attended all the pro workout camps that were held before the draft. To be honest, I wouldn’t mind playing for any of those teams, but I really liked Sante Fe the best. They had the newest practice facilities, and they were one win away from going to the Super Bowl last year. They lost in the championship game by a field goal and had already released their old kicker, they were in desperate need of a new kicker.

The weekend of the NFL Draft, I headed to my parents’ home and was hoping I would get a phone call. We watched as the draft started, knowing that most kickers aren’t selected until the second or third round typically. We settled in and waited.

 

To be continued…