After Practice
Ian's ass hurt like hell that morning. Still wearing Matt`s hat, he went to grab an early lunch. This day had been odd to say the least. He kept getting the feeling that every one was checking him out, and his thoughts were not gone unwarranted. People stared at him in the halls like a painting in an art gallery. Five boys had asked him out, a dozen offered sex in the bathroom right there and then. One even offered a marriage proposal, and he did not know any of them. He was about to go insane, until he saw Kyle walking up to him.
"He gave you his hat?" Kyle's draw dropped.
"So, is it.."
"So? Just because you got Matt's hat doesn't mean you can be cocky, an act like it's no big deal."
"What! Im-Im-sorry! I didn't even know the hat meant anything" Ian looked worried.
"Oh god nobody has told you yet! I did not say anything last night so you wouldn't be nervous. No wonder your confused", Kyle slapped himself on the forehead. "I should be the one who's saying sorry Ian, here let me explain. You see Matt's got the biggest cock in the school, but you probably already know that now," he laughed a little. "Now he's also the best guy to judge if a boy's a good fuck or not, so for years every new lad goes to him to be put to the test. That's why I didn't want to make you nervous. Now he ranks on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best of course. You are ranked in two different areas, ass and blowjob. Only a hand full of boys have ever gotten 10's in both areas since Matt started doing this. But the biggest rank you can get is his hat. That hat mean you're the best fuck Matt's ever had, and considering his job, he's fucked a lot of people. Ian, you just became a gay man's god around here. Congratulations!" Kyle patted Ian on the back.
Ian froze his mind in disbelief. This explained every thing, the boys in the halls, why Kyle seemed so eager for him to meet Matt, and why Matt had seemed so professional about fucking him. He was happy, no dough about it, but he was annoyed too. This stupid hat just made him a fairy magnet. It sounded like a good think, but he never thought he might want fewer boys all over him. Thus, he spent the rest of the afternoon in a daze. He ignored all the boys until he entered his room to find Kyle suiting up for track.
"I wish I didn't have this hat" Ian wined.
"No you don't", Kyle sounded confident. "Hay, I though you were trying out for baseball?"
"Yea, but that's not until spring."
"Ha! You are one uninformed boy. Tryouts start tonight so they can practice all winter.
"Oh fu..!" Ian dashed for his gym clothes.
"Don't worry, you'll get there in time."
With that, the boys left for the gym. They parted ways when they reached the field. Tryouts were torture; none of the coaches seemed impressed with any of them. The one thing that kept Ian going was a boy across the field playing lacrosse. He could of sworn that their eyes met a few times during practice. By the time the boys left for the locker room Ian was wanting to meet him. As the boys started to strip in the locker room, an aroma of sweat and boy scents filled the room making everyone horny. Ian knew a hot orgy was on the verge of beginning, but he yearned to meet the guy plying lacrosse. He left the locker room noticing the coach pulling a cute freshman into his office. Ian returned to the field just as the lacrosse team finished practice. They found each other instantly as they came face to face finally. Ian gazed at the boy, liking what he saw. Standing 5'10'', golden tan, green eyes, and buzzed dirty blond hair, he was a wet teen boy. Ian licked his lips and spook.
"I've been watching you, you play well."
"Thanks, my name's Will", he sounded nervous as hell.
"I'm Ian", Ian's voice reflected his own nervousness. "Can I kiss you?" he blurted out with out thinking.
"I thought you would never ask", as Will bit his lip.
They kissed there, in the shade of the gym, hidden from anyone near by. Their warm lips embraced, their hands ran over each other's bodies and their cocks began to stir. Ian suddenly broke away, walking up to the brick wall of the gym. He motioned for Will to follow him. Will obeyed, grasping Ian's groin in his hand, as he started to fondle Ian.
Ian did likewise, but went a step further. He drove his hand into Will's shorts, stroking the cock through the jockstrap. A moment later, he dropped to his knees, taking Will's shorts down with him. He clasped Will's butt check while burring his face in Will's crotch, licking and sucking through the sweaty jockstrap. All the while, he took in the scent of Will`s sweet meat. As for Will, he couldn't take this taunting anymore. He lifted Ian to his feet and pushed him against the wall, ripping Ian's button-up baseball jersey open. He was amazed by Ian's smooth, soft skin that tasted so good when he kissed it. Not wasting any time, his mouth moved quickly down Ian's body. Falling to his knees when he reached the hips, he unbuttoned and unzipped Ian's pants, Will's hand pulled back the jockstrap and a wave of masculine smell overtook him. He then took the cock into his mouth, enjoying the salty taste of sweat Ian had from practice. Upon finding Ian's tender, hairless ass, he inserted his finger causing Ian's prostate to awake with pleasure.
Ian moaned loudly as his member rolled around in Will's mouth. He began to rub his nipples and ran fingers through Will's hair, enjoying every second of Will's tongue touched his cock. "Oh yea! Oh yea!" he screamed.
"Don't be so loud", Will whispered as he stood up. "I think I need to stuff your mouth so you can't scream. Hummmmm, what to use?" Will had a smirk on his face.
Ian peeled his shirt and pants off, leaving his jock strap around his knees. Will followed suit by shedding his shorts and jockstrap. He then lifted the front of his shirt over his head but kept his arms in the sleeves. They approached one another and resumed their make-out session. Will was the first to lie on the ground with his legs spread wide open. With that Ian laid down on the grass too, each boy with the other's prick in their face.
Ian felt a rush of pleasure go through him as Will massaged his dick's foreskin with his fingers. He responded by sucking on Will's cock for the first time, being pleased with Will's taste. He positioned the cock in such a way that his cheeks could rub the sides of the shaft while his tongue played with the head, but he was having a hard time concentrating with Will doing his one number on him.
Will resumed his oral pleasure. With two fingers on Ian's prostate, Will moved his attention on to the nut sack. There he swallowed the sack whole, allowing the balls to dance inside his mouth with his tongue. He felt precum dripping on his face, signaling to him that it was time to return to the cock itself. But he too found it difficult to control his gage reflex with Ian bobbing up and down on his cock. For Ian was truly going all out for Will. Ian's lips sucked the purple head while his hand massaged the bass of the cock. Will then started to shot his own precum.
"I gonna cum," Will mumbled with Ian's dick still in his mouth. Ian sensed his own boy-juice swelling inside him too.
Simultaneously, both lads erupted in ecstasy. Will's salty cream coated Ian's throat while Ian's sweet milk filled Will's mouth. Soon their stomachs were full and they rested on the soft grass. They laid there until the sun set tired and still all most complexly nude. Ian rose first, kissing Will before grabbing his clothes. Will began to redressed himself seconds later. Both remained silent even as they parted ways. Just a loving smile was all that they gave to one another.