The beauty of it was that he could come to the line and count the number of defenders in the box to stop the run. If
they snuck in an extra guy, he would throw the ball and move the chains.
For RPO to work, USC had to run the ball, which they were able to do with Chuy and Marcus. The passing portion of the play depended on precise timing. The ball was going to a spot and must be on the money. Finally, the receiver had to be able to win contested balls, which hadn’t been a real strength of their team to this point, apart from Bill, who seemed to catch everything.
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School was finally out for Thanksgiving break. David’s professors had either given them tests that day or assigned projects to do over break. He felt it was evil because most of USC’s student body had bailed on Wednesday classes so they could get an extra day at home.
After football practice and the voluntary ‘special’
practice, everyone met at the football building to catch the bus to the hotel. They would stay until Sunday, when they could move back into the dorms.
David and Alex had gotten permission to pay for an extra room. While they were required to ‘sleep’ in the room the team provided, they could use the extra room to ‘study.’ In all honesty, David didn’t want to watch Chloe and Alex have sex.
They’d gotten a room with two queens. That was so that if David hooked up with someone by some random chance, he wouldn’t have to worry about a wet spot he might accidentally roll into that wasn’t from something he either did or caused.
The only condition that was put on them, besides
‘sleeping’ in their assigned room, was that Amy was to be given a key so she could check up on them.
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David drove to the hotel. They’d been given the choice of riding the bus or driving because they would be there for so long. When he checked in, he found that Alex was already there because the extra room had a credit card on file. There were two keys, one for him and the other for Coach Stackhouse.
David went to the ‘sex room,’ as he was calling it in his head. He had a baggie with condoms, lube, and extra toothbrushes that he tossed in the middle of ‘his’ bed.
He then went to the room he and Alex would sleep in.
When he got there, Alex was nowhere to be found, but there was a surprise guest: Yong, Chloe’s roommate and one of David’s favorite hookups.
Without saying a word, Yong crooked her finger at him to beckon him to follow her. David dropped his bags on his bed and followed her to the sex room.
As soon as the door was closed, Yong pushed him backward until his thighs hit the edge of the bed. She then lost all her clothes before pulling his shorts and underwear down to allow Mr. Happy to come out and play.
With a little shove, David sat on the bed, and Yong’s hand found the base of his shaft. David watched her lower her head over his waist. Yong’s long, silky black hair surrounded his hips and upper thighs, which made it so he couldn’t see the action. But when her warm lips wrapped around the head of his shaft, he was a happy boy.
“Oh, hell yes, Yong,” David said as he let out his breath.
She sucked him in slowly and worked at least half his cock into her wet mouth. David relaxed and let the pleasure wash over him as her head bobbed up and down.
“That feels amazing,” he said to encourage her.
The door beeped as someone used the keycard. David looked over, and it was Chloe.
“I assume you can multitask. I need to get off,” Chloe said as she got undressed.
Yong continued to distract Mr. Happy as Chloe crawled onto the bed and pushed him down onto his back. She then straddled his head and dropped her pussy onto his lips.
David grabbed her hips and began to eat his roommate’s girlfriend.
There was another beep at the door, which David assumed was Alex. He was wrong.
“I knew this was a bad idea,” Amy said.
“He has magic fingers if you want to join in,” Chloe said to shock everyone.
“Just … just … come talk to me when you’re done,” his coach said as she walked out.
A few minutes later, there was another beep. This time, it was Alex.
David lifted Chloe up so he could talk.
“Condoms and lube are on my bed.”
David could hear Alex getting undressed, followed by the sound of a rubber wrapper being opened. Then Yong grunted, which told him that Alex had entered her from behind.
Coach Stackhouse had it wrong. This was a great idea, one he needed to get all the stress that had built taking tests out of his system.
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David left after Yong got him off so he could see what Amy wanted. He found her in a conference room with Coach Thomas.
“I need a private word with David,” Coach Stackhouse said.
“I need a break anyway. I’ll be back in fifteen,” Coach Thomas said, then stood up and left.
Amy pointed to the chair across from her, which David took.
“You’re supposed to be resting,” Amy said.
“I’ve heard about this thing called ‘rest.’ But unless it’s right after mind-blowing sex—in which case rest is necessary before an overwhelmingly impressive round two
—I want no part of it,” David quipped.
She actually growled at him.
“That wasn’t something planned. It just …” David started. “Never mind. I’ll try to keep it in my pants until after the game.”
“You better, or I’ll break your penis in half.”
“Penis?” David asked as his eyebrows rose to his hairline.
“For little boys like you, it’s called a penis. When you become a man, you can call it a cock or a dick,” Amy said with a lopsided grin.
David decided to pull a Dawson and just shut up at that point. Amy finally spoke.
“I plan to take the glass is half full approach over getting more gray hairs, and trust you on your promise.”
He shrugged, giving his ‘promise’ a one-in-five chance of him not having sex in the next few days.
The door opened, and Coach Thomas walked in.
“I forgot my phone.”
“That’s fine. David and I are done. Do you want to tell him what you heard?” Amy asked.
Coach Thomas sat down.
“I’m friends with a reporter who covers the Fighting Irish. He said that in practice, they were worried about you running the ball on them,” Coach Thomas said.
“It only makes sense since you ran all over UNLV in your first game,” Amy said.
“But since then, I’ve been more of a pocket passer,”
David pushed back.
“They know you’re the wild card in Saturday’s game.
You’re a proven winner, and they rightly deduced that our hopes are pinned on how you play,” Amy said.
Coach Thomas nodded his agreement and said, “How do you stop the quarterback? I mean, it’s simple math. They run a 4-2-5 defense, meaning six players are in the box. The spread offense is all about numbers. You’ll read what defense they are in and if they’re spread out defensively. If we have a hat for a hat, you’ll run the ball. Think about it. If we have five linemen and a running back, that’s six people against Notre Dame’s six. If our six block their six, no one’s there to make the play when you run.”
“At that point, the safety has to come down, and hopefully, you can make them miss,” Amy added.
“That means they’ll sneak an extra player into the box or run-blitz,” David guessed.
“Correct. From what I’m hearing, the Irish have been practicing that this week. I want them to focus on you running the ball so you can pass. What they aren’t taking into account is that I think you’re more of a danger throwing than running,” Coach Thomas said.