0 comments/ 105451 views/ 8 favorites Getting Physical By: SuperSonic Hi my name is Andrew, and I am 19 years old. I am enrolled in a local college, and I see myself as being just an average kid for my age. I am 5' 10" and weigh what I consider a somewhat slim 135 pounds. I have short black hair, and a body the girls seem to enjoy. When not at college I live with my parents, my dad is an engineer, and my mom maintains the house. My parents are really strict, so I really haven't experimented with the world too much. As far as my sex life goes, I have had some experience. I have had my fair share of girlfriends over the years, and I lost my virginity when I was 17 years old. It was mainly with one girlfriend that I got most of experience, she really liked to experiment, and we tried out a lot of new things. She was my "high school sweetheart," but when it came to going to college, we parted ways. At the time of my experience I was single, but as a college boy I was enjoying the drinking and one-night stands that came with living on a college campus. When I wasn't getting any from girls, I was an avid masturbator. My roommate partied hard, leaving my dorm room empty many nights, allowing me to relieve my sexual tension. I had a small collection of porn magazines and videos that I used to get off to, but they were kind of old, and couldn't satisfy my longing for the real thing. As far as my orientation is concerned I am a straight guy, but I sometimes fantasized about bisexual situations, but I had never acted on them. Anyway, I would like to tell you about my recent experience. I participate in tennis at my college, and each and every year I have to have a sports physical, and that is just what my story is about. I was home for Spring Break, and staying with my parents. Tennis practice started right after Spring Break so I decided to go ahead and get my sports physical while I was at home. My mom had called and gotten an appointment for me with my families long time family doctor; Dr. Clarke. So the day of my physical rolled around, and I really didn't think much of the examination, since I have had several of them before. This was would be the first time to actually drive myself to the physical, which brought on a new mystique of it all for me. As I arrived at the doctor's office I casually signed myself in, and took a seat in the waiting room. As I settled in and glanced across the room I noticed the other patients in the room. Since it was a family oriented place, the majority of the other patients were substantially younger then I was, so I felt a little out of place. As a sat in the waiting room I glanced through the physical form. Then finding the genitalia section of the form, I remembered back to my younger days. I remember how back in middle school I used to joke around about the questions asked like "Are there any inguinal hernias?", and "Do the testicles descend bilaterally?" Those were the days when I hardly knew what a boner was. Now that I was older, I didn't think that the questions were quite as funny. As I nervously sat in the waiting room, I tried to avoid the thought altogether of a doctor gently running a hand over my balls. I would start to feel my penis start to stiffen before I would force unpleasant thoughts in my head, or whatever it took to make my boner subside. Eventually, A middle-aged nurse emerged from the receptionist room. Calling my name she escorted me back to one of the examination rooms. Closing the door as we entered the room she said she needed me to strip down to my underwear, and that she would be back shortly to take my height and weight. She exited the room, leaving me to remove my clothes. I calmly removed my shirt, shoes, and shorts then stood waiting for the nurse to return. Looking down at my briefs I could see the outline of my limp penis, but that only started to make sexual thoughts flow through my head. I was quickly snapped back to reality by a short knock at the door, followed by the entrance of the nurse. She led me over to the scale, where she weighed me and took my height. As my eyes scanned over my body I was thoroughly impressed with what I saw, I had been lifting weights of the last year, and had become rather buff. Soon the nurse was done, and she left the room, telling me I could put my shorts back on, and wait for the arrival of the doctor. I put my shorts back on, and took a seat in the cold vinyl chairs. My naked nipples soon became erect, because of the chilly air flowing through the room. I then was left sitting in the examination room with my mind fighting between sexual thoughts, and those designed to stop from doing so, for about a half and hour. Then, after a short knock Dr. Clarke entered the room, bringing me to attention. Dr. Clarke was probably in her early to mid-thirties, and had long flowing blonde hair. She had a cute face, accented by her ample firm breasts pressing against the white fabric of her uniform. She was of an average height, and she had thin muscular legs. As she entered the room she proceeded over to the sink where she washed her hands and began making small talk with me as to how things were going. After some chatting she helped me to my feet as she began the examination. She asked me if everything was going OK, and I responded yes. She checked my ears, nose, and throat. Then, she told me to lie down on the cold vinyl examination table. The feeling of the vinyl against my naked back stimulated every nerve in my body. She then proceeded to poke and press against my chest. Then began the process, which I was fearing. She reached down and unbuttoned my shorts, then gently unzipped them. I lifted my hips from the table as she pulled my shorts down to my knees. I then felt her soft hands as they moved up my inner thigh. I then begin to think of everything non-sexual I could, but somehow I related everything in some way or another to sex. Dr. Clarke then moved my underwear just slightly to the side, and placed two fingers right where my scrotum met my pubic bone. She told me to cough, and I did as I was ordered. Then, she gently slipped her hands beneath my underwear on each side, and took each of my balls into a hand. She then caressed each of my balls, running a hand over them. I twitched as I felt my penis get a jolt of attention. The doctor then removed her hands from underneath my briefs and jotted something down in my record. Scooting the stool back towards me she placed her hands just at the band of my briefs. She then took the band into her hands, and pulled it downward. My cock was now in full view as she took it into her cold hand and quickly glanced over it. She then pulled the band back up, at last covering my cock. My cock wasn't as soft as it could have been, but I though that handled the situation well, now that I was in the clear. I was in relief, as the doctor moved away from me and proceeded to write in my records. After flipping through several pages of my history, she glanced up at me and said "According to my records you have not been instructed on how to give self testicular exams, so if you don't mind we will go ahead and get that done." Well, since I was in no position to make an argument I calmly responded with a "Sure." She then hovered just over my midsection, and jerked my underpants completely down to my knees. She took my shaft into her hand as she pulled back the foreskin. As she did this, I became somewhat excited as my cock flinched in her hand. She didn't think anything of it - if she even noticed. She continued explaining the process of a testicular exam, as she ran her hand all throughout my pelvic area. She slowly bent over and moved her hands downward across my scrotum. As she bent over her cleavage became visible from the top of her low-cut uniform. Just as the top of her breasts came into view, her cold finger gently touched the sensitive area just where the bottom of my scrotum met the top of my anus. I took a deep gasp, and my cock almost immediately became rock hard. The doctor took a step back, and watched as my cock grew. My cock was what I considered to be of a pretty average size. At its base was a good amount of curly pubic hair, followed by a decently thick shaft. My penis was a total of 7 inches long, and was capped off my a large mushroom head. Seeing my cock grow brought a smile to the doctor's face, although I was terribly embarrassed. The Dr. looked at me then said "I see what you want, and I will give it to you, you little bitch." Any fear I had was washed away with those words. She led me by the hand to the door. With a hand signal she motioned me to stop, then she opened the door and peered out into the hallway to make sure that no one was coming. After the coast was clear we made the quick dash into her office/lounge just across the hallway. Once inside, she locked the doors, and sat me down on a couch located towards the back of the room. She then positioned herself in front of me and seductively moved the bobby pins from her hair allowing it to fall onto her shoulders. My cock was at its full length now, creating a right angle between it and my body. I grasp onto my manhood as the doctor continued her strip show for me. After she had removed her uniform, she was left only in her matching silk bra and panties. She moved over towards the couch and sat in my lap, with my boner pushing against the material of her panties. She then bent over and whispered into my ear. "Give me your hard cock baby...It is exactly what I have been wanting." Not needing to hear that a second time I reached under her bra and felt her nipples, then gently caressed her breasts through the fabric. Then as we engaged in a passionate kiss, I reached behind her to undo the bra strap. As the material fell to the floor, the full glory of her breasts was revealed to me. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were round and firm. At the tip of her breasts were large pink areolas, which were enhanced by her pointy nipples. I first furiously worked my tongue in the area right between her two glorious mounds, licking all over her boobs, I purposely avoiding the nipples. Then once I had worked both of her breasts, I began sucking and gently rubbing each of her nipples. While working one nipple with my mouth I was gently massaging and rolling my fingers over the other. Just as she was beginning to through her head back in ecstasy I decided to go work on the wetness that was building on her panties. I began by licking at her breasts working my tongue all across her chest and abdomen, crossing her navel, soon ending up at the top of her panties. I then began to rub my hand against her inner thigh, each time getting closer to her pubic area. As my hand met her panties, I reached down and with my mouth pulled them from her body. Now completely naked, her beautiful pussy came into site. She had shaved most of her pubic hair, and what little remained was hardly covering her dripping slit. I greedily dug in licking all around her vaginal lips. I then began darting my tongue against her exposed clit. I could tell she wasn't far from cumming as her breathing became deep, and she thrust her hips against my face. Knowing she was close I focused my tongue on her clit as she went through the throes of orgasm. She groaned loudly, as her pussy was latched onto my face. As her orgasm subsided, she was quick to return the favor. She guided me onto the couch, where she fell to her knees, preparing to engulf my manhood. She took her hand and placed it at the base of my cock, as she moved her mouth towards the head. While giving my cock a handjob, she allowed her tongue to dance around the head of my cock. Then, just as a small drop of pre-cum emerged from the head, she began to move her mouth up and down the shaft of my dick. As she was furiously sucking away I ran my hands through her hair, and massaged her breasts giving her the encouragement to continue. The incredible suction from within her mouth, and the feeling of her soft lips against my shaft, was enough to keep me from holding out long. Then as she was sucking my cock, I began to feel a sensation I never had before. I felt her fingers pressing against my anus. The incredible forbidden feeling in my backside caused me to push my hard tool even deeper into her hot mouth. Her well-trained finger began to intrude my anus, as I felt my orgasm building. Then all too soon the experience ended when I felt my 7 inches fill with pure pleasure, as I shot jet after jet of hot cum into her hungry mouth. She did her best to swallow, but some escaped running down her face and onto the floor. Exhausted I removed my limp cock from her mouth, and collapsed from the ordeal. She was still horny from the blowjob, and it wasn't long before my cock was once more standing at attention. She warned me that we didn't have much longer, so this was going to have to be quick. We both moved to the floor, where she positioned herself on top of me. I was laying on my back, with my manhood proudly standing straight into the air, and she then began to align me with her wet cunt. She slowly lowered myself onto her, and soon my cock bottomed out, with my balls slapping against her ass. Positions with the female on top had been a long time fantasy of mine, because the woman's tits were in full view, and you could get a good look at the action. She slowly began to rock back and forth against my cock, then she looked at me and said, "Talk dirty to me as you fuck me with your young cock." The incredible feeling of her wet silky cunt, was enough to make me cum right then and there, but I tried to make it last as long as possible. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of sex. Along with the moaning and groaning, the room was filled with our sex talk. As we grinded away at each other's hips, I continued to play along with the sex talk. I groaned "Ohh...Yesssss...your wet tight pussy feels great against my cock." She then responded by saying, "Harder, harder, fill my cunt with your fuck juice." The dirty talk only got me more into what was going on, as I started to furiously pound against her pussy. With my mouth I bent upward and took a breast into my mouth as we continued fucking away. Since she was doing most of the work, I reached around with my free hand to caress her ass, slowly working my fingers to the entrance of her anus. We were both not far away, as she was throwing back her head, and groaning as she rode my hard cock. As I worked my finger in and out of her ass, I also began to feel my own orgasm mounting. As she got close she began to take longer, yet slower strokes against me, as she said, "Ohh...That's it make me cum, make me cum good and hard." I then responded to that my cramming another finger into her ass, and gently biting one of her nipples. Just then, I felt her body stiffen as she reached a powerful orgasm. Her pussy latched onto my cock, as she was left screaming, "I'm cummmmiingg." The site before my eyes was too much for me to handle, as my cock erupted shooting shot after shot of fuck juice into her cunt. I then removed my cum soaked cock from her pussy as she grabbed a towel and cleaned us both up. She slid back into her uniform, as I got dressed. She then quickly checked off the remaining questions on my physical form, and left the room escorting me back out to the reception area. She handed me my completed physical form, and told the receptionist that she would need to see me again shortly to see if any problems reoccurred. That was certainly going to be the first doctors visit I was looking forward to, but hopefully not the last!! Getting Physical While he despised going to the doctor' office, Louis realized that, in August, another year will have passed since his last check-up. He has always been reportedly healthy, save for a slight iron deficiency. He had been taking the supplements regularly, and felt healthy and strong. He couldn't help but notice, however, that his 30th birthday was coming up and it wouldn't be long before he would have to worry about aging. He kept most of his phone numbers in his cell phone, but he had opted to keep the number for the doctor's office to spare himself from seeing it each time he went through the contact list to text his Dad or his friend Eric. Or, that red-head he hadn't spoken to since high school, but planned to call eventually, one day. Skimming the phone book, he quickly found the number, ominously circled in red ink. Louis hesitated, then tapped the numbers into his phone and waited for it to start ringing. His call was picked up on the third ring, by the husky voice of the 50-something, widowed receptionist. "Oh hi Rita-" Louis vaguely knew the woman as one of his mother's friends. "Fine, fine. No, not married yet, but I'll be sure to invite you-" he humored the woman modestly. "Yeah, I just wanted a check-up. Will Dr. John be in this week?" The voice squawked, slightly erratically, at the other end of the line. "Cocaine, huh? I never would have thought. How long ago? Is he okay? Died on Christmas Eve? That's a shame. Well who can see me?" "...No, I wouldn't mind a female doctor." Louis tried to keep his cool, but he had never actually had a female doctor before. Thursday came sooner than Louis anticipated, and as he drove himself over to the office, he couldn't help but think of the stories and videos of horny female doctors that he had enjoyed over he years. He imagined a sweet, young, doe-eyed doctor in a skimpy uniform eager to take care of his every need. He couldn't help but get a little hard thinking about it, but he shook away the fantasy before entering the office. After about twenty minutes, the receptionist called his name and a tall, blonde doctor in a uniform appeared at the doorway to lead him to the examination room. She was just a little bit taller than him, and though her buttoned lab coat and collared blue shirt beneath were modest, it was blatantly obvious that she had a rich, curvy shape underneath. When she turned to lead him to the tiny room, he could see her buttocks, round and firm against the thin white cotton of her lab-coat. He doubted she was wearing anything between her skin and the coat. But that was impossible; of course she was wearing something. "Sit," was all she said as she patted the waxed-paper-like covering on the examination table with the palm on her hand. He obliged, hoisting himself up and sitting on the edge. He could feel a drop of cool sweat making its way down the back of his neck. "I'm Dr. Emily. Any questions, concerns, symptoms?" "No, I'm just here for a physical." "Okay. I'm going to check your blood pressure and we'll go from there." She was professional, and a little stiff, but not unkind. However, Louis couldn't help but feel slightly intimidated when she looked into his eyes. She checked his heartbeat with the stethoscope about her neck, and weighed him. "You've lost a few pounds since last year." She noted in a formal tone, checking the clipboard. "Now, lay on your back please." Louis cooperated easily, and she pressed her fingertips along his stomach and chest. "A bit firm, but no signs of obstructed bowels or unusual lumps," she noted as she began to undo his belt buckle. While his usual doctor had never examined him there, he quickly submitted to her authority. She knew what she was doing, there was no reason for him to make himself look stupid and question it. He felt tingles in his groin as she pulled his pants to his knees, her fingers running down his thighs as she did. When she pulled down his boxer shorts, his penis immediately responded to the stimulation of the cool air. She seemed to ignore his partial erection, and rolled and caressed his testicles in one hand. Louis was uneasy, but tried to convince himself the procedure as routine. He couldn't help but regret not trimming his pubes that morning, however. "Nothing unusual here," she smiled coyly. "Undress and get on your hands and knees. I'll be right back." Louis' stomach dropped. He slowly slipped his tee over his head, but couldn't help but feel as though he were doing something very wrong. Totally naked? Would he do something wrong, and feel stupid when she came back? Hands and knees? HANDS AND KNEES? He slowly stripped, and settled on his hands and knees, extremely aware of the loud crinkling of the paper liner on the examination table. As he kneeled there in the buff, he couldn't help but feel cold, and very vulnerable. The chill in the room made him have to urinate. He glanced at his balls swinging gently between his legs. After a very long ten minutes, he flinched as the door suddenly opened. A loud, feminine laugh bounced off the walls of the small room. "Really? Seriously? I was just joking, do you really listen to what everyone tells you?" Ashamed, Louis started to sit up and clutch his shirt to his bare chest. "Nevermind, I'm sure there's something I can do for you." She said, getting behind him. He shivered, and went back on his hands and knees. She caressed his balls with a gloved hand. The rubber felt sticky and strange against his skin. Then, she began to stroke his shaft with a light, rubbery touch. "What are you doing?" he trembled, reaching down to touch her gloved hand. "Just relax," she said, "relax and give me total control over you." She caressed his whole body, starting from his neck and shoulders, and his legs, avoiding his very aroused genitals. As she eased him onto his back, he could feel the chill and the fullness of his bladder. He ignored it, unsure if he could protest if he wanted to. It was as though he was in a trance. "Relax," she said, slowly pressing her fingertips into his lower belly. He felt a wave of pleasure as she pressed his full bladder. His penis became slightly erect again, and he felt a warm dribble on his balls as the urine began to leak out of his dick. "Stop, I'm peeing," he said softy, almost a whimper. But she pressed harder, and the urine stream became an arch, pattering loudly over the waxed paper and splashing onto his thighs as it became a steaming yellow puddle, growing as the piss noisily squirted all over the place. The cool air and the exhilaration of peeing all over the place made him extremely aroused, but terrified as well. Who was going to clean all of that up? It couldn't be sanitary. But he pissed on, and watched the thick, hot stream arching over the end of the table and splashing onto the floor. She took her fingertips off his stomach, and the flow diminished to a small, gentle river streaming down the underside of his erect cock. She unbuttoned her lab coat, and revealed her nakedness under it, save for a blue dress shirt, which she quickly stripped off. In an instant, she straddled him, and pressed his abdomen fiercely again so a hard, sudden squirt hit her on her hot, ready pussy. Louis felt himself reach full erection as he felt that lusciously silky pussy at the tip of his penis. She didn't allow him to penetrate her, though, as the steaming yellow stream washed over her pinkness. As his stream finally diminished to a trickle, she moved forward to straddle his stomach, just below his waist. She began to hump him viciously, smearing her slick pussy juices all over his belly. She pleasured herself on his pubic bone and pubic hair. Louis felt a tiny, hot squirt, followed by a sharp stream. He could hear the hiss of her pee as it exited her body and pooled around his sides, soaking the paper beneath them, then dripping rhythmically as it coldly dripped to the floor. Continuing to grind him, she pissed and rode him hard, though still didn't allow him to penetrate her. He was just beginning to consider trying to fuck her when she started to rock forcefully and moan in short gasps, almost silently as she pleasured her clit on his body. So roughly, it hurt. Finally, she began to slow down, panting as her pussy juice oozed out of her in a creamy puddle that filled his bellybutton. He was still very erect, anticipating a great cum. To his surprise, she replaced her shirt and jacket, and buttoned up. "Hey, I didn't get to cum..." He said tentatively, wondering if it was in fact his own fault. His piss covered cock was at full mast, and bursting to cum. "Nope, my examination is finished. Now put your clothes on and get some exercise." She turned her back towards him and washed her hands casually, showing just how little she cared. Puzzled, he slid off the table, splashing in the cold piss. He couldn't believe he had to go home smelling so strongly and completely of urine. He dressed slowly, the feeling of his clammy, cold skin against his dry clothes very irritating. He was going to have to fuck himself after a long, hot shower. Getting Physical "Damn!" my opponent gasped as my shot hit nothing but net, and with that our game ended with me winning by the score of 21-17. The game was a lot closer than that, and I had to admit that the old guy had turned out to be a tough opponent despite me at 18 being around three times Steve's age. Steve was a guy I had never met before today, but had joined a bunch of us who had started to gather on Saturdays at this deserted basketball court in the rear of a recently closed elementary school. We had a regular 5 on 5 game earlier where Steve and I had been on opposite teams and we had guarded each other. Steve was a little shorter and lighter but was a very physical player with his hands constantly on me, nudging and pushing a bit more than most of the rest of the guys who were playing, but I didn't mind because as long as it stayed clean I love the contact. "Great game," I said as I put my arm over Steve's shoulder, his t-shirt drenched to the bone. "Best man won," Steve responded as he put his arm over my shoulder, which was bare because I had taken my shirt off long ago when we were playing full court as skins and shirts. After everybody else had gone home Steve suggested that we play against each other, and after I accepted Steve suggested that I keep my shirt off for the one-on-one game, "so we could tell the sides apart." I had chuckled about that but even before that I had gotten a feeling about Steve. Nothing I could really put my finger on, but there was something with the way his hands were always on me and the way he would look at me that made me think that maybe... Well, maybe it made me think Steve and I had a lot more in common than liking basketball and physical contact, and while Steve was considerably older than I was he was in excellent shape. So as we leaned against the chain link fence and caught our breaths I was aware of Steve looking at me as he drank some of the remaining water before handing me the bottle. I probably smell by now, I figured as Steve came up to me and handed me the water, his eyes focused on my right armpit which was exposed with my hand grasping the chain links over my head. I said that out loud with a chuckle when I took the bottle in my left hand, and Steve stayed in front of me as I drank. "You make that sound like it's a bad thing," Steve said with a smile. "Well..." I said, and then Steve was reaching over and putting his hand under my arm, his fingers digging into the fur that was plastered against my skin. "Damn, you're hairy," Steve said, his eyes darting between my armpit and my eyes, searching for my reaction as he raked his fingernails gently through my soggy and musky armpit. "If I'm out of line a simple stop will suffice." "Understood," I said as a tingle went down my spine. "Nobody comes back here, do they?" Steve asked as his eyes darted around. "Not usually," I said of the quiet and isolated area. "Especially as the sun goes down." "Got a thing for hairy and sweaty guys and I wanted to do this since we started playing," Steve confessed just before leaning forward, his eyes on mine as his face moved closer and closer to my armpit, and when his tongue landed on the upper inside of my bicep I let out a groan which got louder as his tongue slid down through the funky jungle. "You like?" I nodded while Steve's lower torso leaned against me, and I could feel his cock pressing into my crotch. His was hard inside his soggy shorts and mine was on the way to getting there. "Oh man, you're hung too," Steve was saying after his hand slid under the elastic of my shorts and grabbed my stiffening manhood as he kept licking my armpit. "I'm not." "Don't care," I groaned as I dropped the water bottle and grabbed his bulge, which wasn't overly big but was fine enough and very stiff. "Want you to fuck me in the ass," Steve grunted. "Where?" "Don't care," Steve said. "Here." I thought Steve was kidding until he pulled away from me and went over to the little bag he brought with him and pulled out a tube of lube hidden under a towel while kicking off his shorts. His uncut cock was slender and so stiff it curled upwards as he lubed himself before tossing me the lube and bending over and putting the top of his skull against the chain link fence. A minute later despite my initial trepidation at getting caught, my shorts and briefs were around my ankles and my cock was primed and pointed at the tan balloon knot between Steve's pale cheeks. "Give it to me hard," Steve insisted as I tried to squeeze the fat knob of my cock into Steve's tight anus, but while it was tough getting the head in, once the glans popped in my tool sunk right into his hot cavity. "Aww!" Steve groaned as I slid deeper and deeper into his rectum, and as he moaned and bent over a little more his hands clutched the chain link fence and sobbed, "I want it all!" Steve got it all, and after I sunk all 7 or 8 inches into him and slowly extracted it I relished the sounds he made and the sight of his weathered fingers turning whiter as they squeezed the fence. When I leaned forward again I didn't go slowly but slammed in hard and fast. Any fear I had of hurting him went away when I felt Steve push back against me, so my hands grabbed his bony hips to brace myself as I began to pound away. Sweat was flying off me and sprayed onto the man's back as I looked around the deserted playground, gratefully noticing that we had no company as I went into another gear. I was rather brutal but probably not rough enough for my older partner who seemed to relish the way I was practically lifting him off his feet with every thrust. Feeling the end was near I leaned over Steve while sliding my hand from his hip and reaching around, finding his cock still erect. So erect that I had to pry the prong downward from his stomach to get my fist around it, and while he barely had more than a handful I could feel the steel rod pulsating as I yanked hand and fast. Despite my trying to hold back I came first, and after filling Steve's bowels with my seed and beginning to go limp I felt Steve's cock lurch in my fist. Steve's head was leaning against the fence as he came, spurting his cum on the ground while letting out a moan of pleasure. My cock finally slithered out of Steve's savaged anus, and after I gave his dick a couple of final tugs to milk him dry I let go. "Wow!" I said after taking a step around Steve and putting my back against the fence. "I'll say!" Steve said as he straightened up, and although he claimed to be worn out in all honesty he looked better than I did. Sweat was pouring off my steaming hot skin and while Steve was sweaty too I think most of what was on him came from me, and when I mentioned that he smiled and thanked me with a chuckle. "Up for another game?" Steve offered as he pulled his shorts back up, and even reached over and pulled mine up from around my ankles. "Are you kidding?" I asked, and although Steve chuckled I'm not sure he was or even whether he was talking basketball or sex. "There's always next week," Steve opined with a twinkle in his eye. "Hope you guys need another player again." "Me too," I agreed while Steve went over and grabbed my shirt from the ledge it had been resting. "Give me something to remember you by," Steve said as he held onto my shirt and leaned forward to suck on my nipple while running his free hand over my smooth and slick skin. "Like Dom Perignon to me," he said with a shrug before sliding his tongue from my chest and over to my side, and since I knew where he was headed I raised my arm for him and let him tongue my armpit, sending tingles down my spine and perfectly content to let him continue until he was satisfied. "Next week then," Steve finally said as he smacked his lips and handed me my shirt. "Don't forget me." "No chance of that," I mumbled as I watched my new friend leave, and I realized that not only would I be here with the other guys for the full-fledged game, the chances were that I while I would play the 5 on 5 contest I would really be looking forward to what would happen after the other 8 guys left. **** thank you for reading