Soccer bro's

[Rawdad4sons]

the following is a work of fiction places events and characters are fictitious. while it starts out mid mannered it will i promise get naughty

Soccer was my Passion, You might say Soccer was my life. I started playing when I was still small, and continued playing into college, as a matter it is how I got to college. Not saying I don’t have the brains or the grades to get into college but my athletic abilities helped get me here on a full ride scholarship.

Here I sit on my bed in my apartment, preparing to leave for Key West, staring at the text message on my phone

MOM “honey if you could come home for the weekend, I need you to talk to your brother”

Damn, Shit Chris is going to be so pissed off at me, we had planned this spring break together for months, and is not going to want to go down on his own. It really didn’t matter though I’d have to go home and see what trouble my little bro had caused now.

I should back up a moment and do some introductions and let you know a little more about me and what’s going on. My Name is Javier Jesus Martinez and I’ll be 24 in a few months, my brother is Daniel Jose and he just turned 18 a month or so ago. I am just over six feet tall and dripping wet my solid muscular build is just over 160 pounds. I have played soccer as long as I remember, and so has my brother, although last time I saw him I still had the better athletic build and was taller by a couple inches. I have a dark olive complexion, a mane of black flowing locks, and crystal blue eyes, my features could only be described as stunningly European although most call me Latino. I am a mixture of Spanish and French on my father’s side and Italian and German on my mothers. My brother stands around 5’10” and he is a bit stockier at maybe 165 pounds of solid muscle like myself, he is a fair skinned boy with Latin features like myself but he has black wavy hair and emerald green eyes, when we walk into a room together, jaws drop and men and women swoon, always have. So now you have a mental picture of me and my brother, two hot hunks which have the looks, well we both also have the talent and brains to get most of what we want. The problem we always ran into was we grew up in a quiet Midwestern town but on the wrong side of the tracks. We were poor most of our childhoods, even before dad left mom when I was just 10 we didn’t have much, mom did what she could with what we had. I suspected that dad sent her money from time to time since we always got new kits (soccer gear) when we needed them

As I said “I love soccer” and so did my brother, and soccer was proving to be our ticket out of the ghetto as I got an athletic scholarship and so did my little bro, After dad left I not only was a big brother to Daniel but became his father figure as well, we went fishing and hunting and played sports together when we could. Well now I’m a first year senior in college completing my fifth year in school, hoping to graduate next year with my Bachelor’s degree in criminal justice (pre-law) Minong in kinesiology, it talking me a little longer to get some of the classes I needed due to training and completion schedules of the past four years. I occasionally got these messages from mom to come help her straighten out my little brother as I was about four hours away at college, having a teenage brother sometimes was a challenge, keeping him away from the wrong elements back home was even more so, as gangs took over much of the hood we lived in trying to entice, intimidate and pursued young boys into their criminal activities. I mean what poor teenage boy wants to work at McD’s for minimum wage when he could be getting a kickback on selling drugs or himself on the corner, sometimes pocketing a couple hundred dollars in an evening. It was easy money in the hood, usually with drastic outcomes, I wanted better for my brother I wanted him to enjoy an education like me and become a respectable member of society, maybe help mom get a better place away from the crime and poverty of our youth.

Well that sort of why mom was texting mean and why I felt it urgent, I didn’t know the full reason and wouldn’t until I got home. By now you’re probably wondering how Chris fits into the equation, I feel remiss about introducing him to you. Chris is my partner, he was my roommate when I moved into the residence halls my freshmen year and has gone through all the trials and tribulations with me, maybe I should tell you our story to bring you up to speed

After graduating high school at 17, a full ride athletic scholarship under my belt for the next four years, I was pretty excited my future looking bright. I was a popular jock in high school, girls hung all over me and tussled with each other to be near me, even felt the attention from some of the guys, actually relishing the attention of many of the guys, but I was the last to admit to anyone that the guys got me more excited and harder than any of the girls could. As summer following graduation was quickly winding up, my birthday was nearing so the girl I currently entertaining and my mom arraigned a party for my 18th birthday. Cheryl was a pretty girl to compliment my striking good looks and I enjoyed having her on my arm at parties and dates but she really was just eye candy that brought more attention to me. She claimed to be a virgin coming from a strict catholic family and was saving herself for the man she would marry, sure we would occasionally get hot and heavy with making out and fondling, but she always stopped me before things got to far along, I always fantasied it was Jeff the football captain I was making out with and fondling if I needed to get really hard for her. Well the night of the party Cheryl came over early and helped mom decorate and set out the refreshments.

It was only going to be a small affair so we finished up about an hour before the guest were to arrive, Cheryl suggested we go to my room where we could talk, I shared a room with my 12 year old brother, who didn’t seem to be around, I figured he’d show up later. We had been taking for about ten fifteen minutes when we heard mom exclaim something, then tell us she had to run to the market for something. Cheryl wasted little time with the time we had alone

“I want to give you a little present before the party begins”

as she fondled my hardening cock in my jeans

“but you…”

she had pulled my cock from my pants and was beginning to suck on the head, she had no technique and glazed my tool with her teeth several times but I began daydreaming it was Jeff going down on me and soon was at my full 9.5 thick inches, drooling precum into my girls mouth. The sensation stopped suddenly as I felt cool air brush past my erect wet penis, next thing I know she is straddling me sliding me into her virginal vaginal lips, I couldn’t believe I was losing my virginity to this girl while dreaming it was a guy, she rode me for about fifteen minutes moaning the entire time her cunt spasming around my cock, riding me through her orgasm I shot my load up inside her, my baby batter filling her cunt. As we were coming down off the orgasmic plateau I heard the front door, Mom had returned. Cheryl grabbed a Kleenex and dabbed up the juices that were flowing still and handed me a tee shirt to clean up with pulled her dress down a hurried down the hall to the bathroom. I wiped up the mess in my lap and stuffed my cock back in my pants just as mom was walking past to the kitchen, I was hoping she didn’t look in to see me buckling my belt. Cheryl returned as nothing had happened, the guest arrived shortly after along with my brother and a couple of his friends.

It was a week before I had to head off to school when Cheryl showed up three weeks later

“I’m late”

“Late for what?”

“My period”

Now I paid little attention to the discussion of the female anatomy in health class since I had no real interest, I was more interested in the dangling dongs and what made them tick, I stood the with a dumbfounded look on my face

“I think I maybe pregnant “

“Oh shit”

I was taken aback, we only had sex that one time, granted it was intense for both of us, but I really wasn’t there I was fucking Jeff in my mind

“ok we need to be certain”

We went to the drug store and purchased a OTC pregnancy kit, and she used it when we got back to my house, she followed instructions and we waited for the outcome

“Oh god”

She looked down to see the line on the tester indicating that she was indeed with child

“My father’s going to kill me”

“You know we can get married and he’ll never find out we fucked beforehand”

What was I thinking I couldn’t support a wife and I was heading off to college in a week, oh fuck oh fuck what was I saying, it was true we had been dating for almost 6 months so it wouldn’t look odd to go down to city hall and get hitched

She smiled at me and we talked for a while and soon I found myself signing a marriage license, I was hitched to a very good looking girl, her mom and dad came down on their lunch breaks to witness our union. Her dad gave us $300 to go away for the weekend to the local Indian casino resort to consummate our vows.

Cheryl could be very persuasive at times and I was caught up in her whirlwind, we pulled up in her daddies convertible and handed the keys to the valet as we entered the lobby of the casino I could feel the heads turning and eyes drifting in our direction, we were a stunning young couple. Her dad had called ahead and made reservations for a suite, so when we stepped up to the registration counter we were given the royal treatment. The bellboy took the key from the desk clerk and picked up our singular bag, he was a cute twenty-something with a tight little bubble butt that we followed to the elevator, then to our room. He opened the door for us and I carried Cheryl over the threshold wanting it to seem as traditional as possible. Jeremy set down the bag and showed us the suite, pointing out the amenities and the two rooms. I tipped Jeremy and he winked at me as he closed the door behind him, Cheryl had already begun to undress as I turned around exposing her supple body, I began to undress, setting down the room key Jeremy had handed to me when I tipped him, realizing he had given me a second slip of paper with his name and number and a brief note “give me a call if you tire of her” I slipped it into my pocket the way I typically slipped numbers of admiring fans. Cheryl unzipped my pants and peeled them down, this time she took her time and began sucking me properly with no teeth this time, she must have been practicing. I enjoyed the attentions visualizing various members of the football, track, baseball, and soccer teams performing what Cheryl currently had the privilege of doing before pushing her back on the bed and mounting her juicy wet pussy. The thought of injecting my baby makers into her making me harder, more so when I closed my eyes and dreamt it was one of my teammates. I must have shot a couple dozen times into orifices that weekend as I drained my balls into my cum hungry new wife. I dropped her off at her parents’ house on Monday morning no use looking for a place till I returned in the spring after my first year of college. Cheryl’s parents were not necessarily well off but they were comfortable, if it wasn’t for my charm and dazzling good looks I doubt if they would have let her go out with me. She was from the right side of the tracks you might say and they saw in me the potential of pulling myself out of the ghetto and being successful.

I returned home and began packing my case and making sure I had everything in order. I tossed in a couple weeks’ worth of underwear and tee shirts, some jeans and shorts. I sat back on my bed and looked at the assortment of clothes I had packed, nothing was new much of my underwear was thread bare and looking dingy, I had planned to replace some of it when I got to school with the college fund my mother had set aside for me and my brother, but it looked like now I’d be using it to support a wife and baby, having been awarded a scholarship it took care of room and board for me and the college fund could be used for incidentals or at least that was the plan, now it looked like I’d have to get a part time job to help support Cheryl and the baby. Just as I was getting all down in the dumps, my future not looking so bright, in pops Daniel

“So how was your wild honeymoon weekend?”

“It was ok”

"so did you pork her again”

“That’s none of your business, my little amigo”

My nickname for Danny was “little amigo” but this was the first time he ever had mentioned anything sexually to me

“You be careful or I’ll wash your mouth out with soap”

At 12 my brother was filling out nicely and already was turning heads as he strutted around school and the other areas outside the hood, inside the hood he kept his head down and blended in with his environment like I taught him, he was still in Jr. high and I wanted him to get a chance to graduate high school.

“Well with that salami your packing I bet Cheryl is walking funny”

I had seen him and he me naked on countless occasions but this was the first timed he ever indicated he took note, but what guy doesn’t check out the completion. I grinned at him giving him all the knowledge he needed to piece together what he thought took place at the casino

“JJ I’m going to miss you so much when you’re away at school”

Tears welling in the corners of his eyes

“time will fly fast you’ll hardly notice I’m gone and if you keep your nose clean and out of trouble who knows, besides I’ll be back for thanksgiving then Christmas”

I was glad he steered the conversation away from my sex life, what little there was of it. The soccer coach had called over the weekend while I was honeymooning and had requested I come up early to campus to discuss some things and to give me a chance to settle in to the residence halls before the insanity began.

[bend4it]

Will this continue???? hope so.

[Rawdad4sons]

it will eventually, however the str8/bi twist will be less prevalent and the true nature of the story will be very gay 

[Rawdad4sons]

the following is the second chapter which was written, shortly after the first installment, it was never posted since it really doesn't fit in this forum, but i will post it now to see if there is any interest in continuing this storyline

 

 

 

I went to bed early that night after playing video games with DJ on our old ps2 someone had given us a few years back. I had dreams of Jeff and the other hot jock using my body the way I used Cheryl’s for their own gratification. I woke up around 3 wet and sticky, hoping DJ hadn’t been disturbed by my more than likely noisy dream. He was still fast asleep, I grabbed a dirty pair of boxers from the hamper and wiped up my spooge, no wonder our room sometimes smelled like the gym locker room, I went over and cracked open the window a little to let in fresh air and let out the sexual funk.   I climbed back in bed and buried my face in the wet spot on the sheet breathing in the smell of my cum, it made me hard again but now I was awake to control myself I fell back asleep stroking my cock. I woke up again around 7 with DJ cuddled next to me on top of the covers holding onto me, same way he used to cuddle up to me after dad left. I disengaged Daniels arms and crawled out of bed, heading for the bathroom hoping mom was either in the kitchen or still in bed, not really wanting to have her see my raging boner, I pissed then jumped in the shower where I began messaging my hard on to the point of no return, just as I was about to unload the door swings open and in runs DJ

 

“Man, I have to take a wicked piss”

 

His stream can be heard over the running water of the shower as it hits the back of the porcelain, I realized that the whole time he was pissing I never let go of my cock listening to my bro taking a piss had rejuvenated my hard on from the orgasm killer of him bursting in. I was lucky the shower curtain was opaque and he couldn’t see in, as his stream subsided he turned around and sat on the toilet

 

“JJ I’m really going to miss you, wish you could take me with you”

 

“I know little amigo, but you’ll be fine, take care of mom will you?”

 

He started tearing up again and I made him laugh by telling a joke, my hard on finally subsiding, guess I’ll have to wait till later before relieving the pressure, I pulled the curtain aside and reached for my towel, DJ watching me intently.

 

I toweled dry while conversing with my little bro reassuring him I would be just a text or phone call away if he needed me, I slid on the underwear and tee shirt I had brought in with me and headed back to the bedroom where I grabbed my shorts and slid them on. By the time DJ and I had reached the kitchen mom had fixed us each a nice plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. We both chowed down and finished our breakfast in sync. I gave Daniel and mom a hug told them I’d keep in touch and grabbed my suitcase and gym bag, Daniel ran up to me and hugged me again as I went out the door. I threw my bags in the back seat of my car not wanting to deal with the trunk, my car was a restoration in progress, early stages. I hopped in and started it up crossing my fingers it would make the 250 mile journey without incident. I had intended to work on it before heading to school but with coaches invite wouldn’t have a chance.

 

I drove the first thirty minutes in silence, before realizing how quiet it was then turned on the radio. I had been so deep in thought I barely remember driving the distance, I stopped for gas about a hour and a half out figuring I would then have enough to get me to university. While filling up I picked up some healthy snacks and continued my journey. I arrived in the city of my college just over four hour’s from my departure having had no mechanical difficulties. I pulled over to the side of the rode to consult the map I had downloaded and printed. I got my bearings in this strange new area and was about to pull out when I heard a “whurrp” behind me, looking in the rear view mirror I saw the red and blue lights

 

“License and registration please”

 

I reached in the glove box and pulled out the registration then pulled my license out of my wallet and handed them to the officer

 

“Is there something wrong officer”

 

He stepped back and I saw his bulging crotch and a nicely put together highway patrol about mid-twenties and very handsome

 

“Well son what we have here is a jalopy being driven by a teenager with out of state plates”

 

“Sorry officer, but I’m on my way to state college and I just stopped to check my map to make sure I was going the right way”

 

“Oh you’re going the right way son but you need to get this junk heap off my roads before it becomes an eyesore in my jurisdiction”

 

He was smiling from ear to ear, not sure it was my charm or whether he noticed my hard on when he leaned down to give back my paperwork. He started scribbling something and I feared I was getting my first ticket since getting my permit when I was fifteen. He leaned back into the car looking me deeply into my blue eyes and said

 

“State college is just a couple miles down this road, take exit 103b for the best access to the residence halls, by the way I moonlight over there as a security guard so park on the back side.”

 

With that he handed me the piece of paper with his name and number on it if you’re in the need for anything give me a call. Story of my life always being handed names and numbers with offers to help. I chuckled and slipped the paper into my pocket as I replaced my license and registration to their proper places, watching

Kevin pulling away I waved and he waved back. I pulled out onto the roadway and continued to drive down the road, found exit 103b and pulled off onto the edge of campus, following the signs to the residence halls. I parked in the visitor lot and entered the reception center, which since it was still three days before actual check in for students was almost deserted. I walked up to the single person at the counter

 

“Howdy”

 

“May I help you?”

 

“Coach Davis called and asked me to come and check in early”

 

“Name?”

 

As she pulled out a clipboard

 

“Martinez, Javier Jesus”

 

“Ah yes, hold on a second”

 

She turned around and picked up a phone dialing an extension

 

“Coach Davis please”

 

“Yes, I have a JJ Martinez here says he was asked to check in early”

 

“Uh ha, I see, ok well we’ll have to relocate him, that ok with you”

 

“Well his room isn’t ready yet and we don’t want to have to move him after he gets settled in”

 

“OK well he’ll still be in the athletic wing”

 

“I understand you have others checking in today”

 

“Ok can you send me an e-mail with their names, I think JJ was the only one effected by the water damage”

 

She hung up the phone and checked her computer and pushed some keys I could see a screen pop up with room diagram, she clicked on my name on the diagram and dragged it to a room where there was only a single name at the other end of the hall. She then took the other name that was in the original room and dragged and dropped it into a room on a second floor diagram thus emptying the original room

 

“Sorry, we had a pipe break over the summer and have lost a few rooms due to water damage”

 

“Ok I see”

 

“Oh don’t worry, Coach Winters hasn’t signed all his freshmen recruits yet so there are still open spots”

 

“Coach Winters? Who’s he?”

 

“Oh don’t worry you’ll get to know all the coaches at the athletic reception”

 

“Alright, so where do I go from here?”

 

She laughed at me and slid a stack of paper at me which had been printing while we had been talking.

 

“Ok look these over and sign and initial where indicated”

 

She directed me to a cubicle along a row of cubicles and handed me a pen, I took the stack and went over to the small table where I went through the various forms and initialed and signed my life away or so I thought. After signing the residence hall contract and agreeing to all the regulations. I brought the paperwork back to Shelia (that’s what her name badge said)

 

“So how do you deal with the majority of students when they all swarm in here on Friday?”

 

“Oh most have already signed the paperwork during the summer”

 

“So it’s just a few special cases that need to go through this”

 

“Usually out of state athletes, ones we couldn’t get to come in and pre-fill in the forms, like you”

 

“Alright what’s next?”

 

“Give me second I don’t think your RA has checked in yet”

 

“RA?”

 

“Yeah resident advisor, but its ok I’ll show you to room after I lock up and put a be right back sign up, your coach says he’s sending a car for you in about an hour, you can keep out of trouble that long can’t you?”

 

“Well yeah, I’ll be your model resident”

 

She laughed and grabbed a sign and a set of keys, and a key card which already had my picture on it. She walked me to the door, locking it behind us, then escorted me across the quad which several of the halls enclosed, handed me the key card which I looked at

 

“Ok how, when did you snap my picture for the card”

 

“When I was on the phone and you were waiting I snapped it you looked so cute, even nervous”

 

“Ok, and printed it?”

 

“When you were filling out the contracts”

 

We approached staircase with a handicap ramp off to the side, bounded up the steps and to double doors, she held out her hand and motioned for me to swipe the card, the lock clicked

 

“You have about 15seconds to open the door before it locks again”

 

I pulled on the door and it opened, she guided me inside and to an elevator, pushed the button and the doors slid open, we stepped into the elevator and she pressed 5. The car rose up quickly and stopped on the fifth floor, she walked me down the hall and stopped in front of 569 handed me the keys and a parking pass for my car. She instructed me how and where to move my car that was close to the building and how to get back in.

 

She left me to go back to the reception center. I went back down and across the quad to move my car behind Winston hall. I parked and grabbed my bags, carrying them back to my room. It was a simple room with two bunk bed two dressers, two desk and closets. I selected a side and tossed my bag upon the bed. I separated my clothes, those that went into the dresser and those into the closet. I also threw my gym bag into the closet on the floor not knowing when the first practice would be for my new team.

 

I sat down on the bed, never having been so alone, the floor was deserted save myself, I was the first to arrive or at least the first on my floor. I grabbed my room key and my key card and decided to explore a little before whomever the coach sent to fetch me arrived. I wandered down the hall and found the common room and the study hall, I wandered back towards my room and the elevator to find one of the bathrooms a couple doors down from my room. I was curious and entered the room to find a bank of sinks below a large mirror opposite the urinals and toilet stalls on the backside of the wall of sinks was a large shower area one side communal the other separated into smaller private stalls with flimsy curtains. As I rounded the corner after inspecting the shower enclosure I came across a stunning young man using the urinal, he zipped up as I approached

 

“Javier?”

 

“Yes I am”

 

“I’m Charles, Coach Davis’s assistant”

 

“Ok so you must be my tour guide”

 

“Well I came to bring you to coaches’ house for the afternoon after helping you settle in, show you around a bit”

 

Charles took me down stairs then as we crossed the quad he pointed out the various paths and gave me directions to where each one led. He led me down the one that brought us to the athletic center, practice fields, football stadium, soccer fields, and workout facilities. He pointed out where the baseball and softball diamonds were and the intramural fields as well, including the aquatic facilities. We made our way back to the athletic center and Charles showed me the Soccer team room where a couple players were hanging out, Charles introduce me to Scott, David and Jose and told me to chill with them for a while. He left us to get better acquainted, and we shot the bull for the better part of the hour before he returned to bring us to the coach’s house.

 

We were all freshmen and were all 18 to 19 years old, Scott was 6’1” blonde hair blue eyes of southwestern charm, Jose was 5’9” black hair and brown puppy dog eyes rough features and very Mexican, David like me had just turned 18 and was 6’3 tall with an amazing body brown hair and hazel eyes most likely of English or Irish decent. I found out we all were in the same dorm only on different floors. We piled into a commuter type van, painted with the schools colors and logo on the outside, Charles drove for maybe 10-15 minutes through what looked like Greek row and some other apartment and campus housing communities, the four of us chattering away as the scenery drifted past. Finally we pulled up to a modest Ranch style house near the perimeter of what we would later get to know as campus village. Charles escorted us through the side gate into the back yard where a BBQ was underway, there was several of the local soccer players, those who spent the summer near campus, many of the coaches and select instructors in the Kinesiology/Athletic department. Charles took us around and introduced us to the coaches.

 

Coach Davis had arraigned this informal get together BB-Q to help us get acquainted with each other and the college in general, pairing each freshmen up with a junior or senior on the team as our big brothers sort of. I spent much of the afternoon chatting and getting to know my teammates. Before being shuttled back to the residence hall, Coach Davis gave each of us a bucket of chicken as the dining hall wouldn’t open till the following day, for breakfast for early athletes. Charles once again loaded us, the four freshmen and several of the other players in the van and took us back to the halls.

 

When I got back to my room, a tall lanky blond haired guy was napping on the bottom bunk, when I opened the door he got up quickly and introduced himself as Chris Slovenski, he was about my height and about 10 to 15 pounds lighter than me, said he played baseball, but his coach hadn’t scheduled a team meeting till the following day. We chatted awhile and I offered him up some chicken, biscuits and mashed potatoes, as it was now about dinner time we chowed down in our room.

 

I had hoped that my roommate would arrive later, not that I didn’t enjoy the company of Chris, but I really needed to get off. As we sat there chatting and getting to know each other, it didn’t help that Chris was sexy as hell, and was giving me a raging boner, which I noticed he glanced at quite frequently, but then again I believed and hoped the bulge in his shorts was not just my imagination. We had scarfed down the bucket of chicken, and had cleaned up the mess, complete with taking the empty to the trash chute. Upon returning to the room, Chris turned to face me as I kicked back at one of the desk

 

“Ok, Javier we will be roommates this year, and before we go any further I need to know, are you Gay, or Bi, or what, I’ve heard rumors that you have a son, but you keep checking me out and have gotten a huge boner while we’ve been talking.”

 

“Um, ah, well, the child was an accident, no that’s not what I mean, yes Chris I find you very Sexy, but I’m not sure if that makes me gay or whatever”

 

He stared at me for a second then pulled me to him, planting a kiss on my lips he groped my hard cock and began rubbing my groin, he reached over to make sure the door was locked and proceeded to undress me, soon my engorged cock was in his mouth, and I was skull fucking his face. It didn’t take me long to blast a big load down his throat. He stood up and kissed me again, sharing the taste of my own cum with me.

 

“Dude that was great, I’ve wanted to do that to a guy for years, it isn’t going to affect our relationship is it?”

 

He asked with a frightened look on his face, half expecting me to pummel him or something, I took him in my arms and Whispered in his ear “ you bet it is going to affect our relationship, buddy”