“You got that right!”
When we got home, I pulled out a twenty-four pack and turned to Mom.
“Here, this is Greg’s box.”
Mom got a big grin.
“I think you just made my day.” As she walked in the back door, I heard her yell, “Greg, I have something for you!”
WHEN I GOT HOME, I helped Dad build some shelves. He then put both Greg and me on yard duty. Greg got the riding mower and I ran the weed eater. We were done in about thirty minutes. Dad had a small list of repair projects that needed to be done. Greg and I split the list. As we worked, we talked about insignificant things. We just got into the business of being brothers.
After we were done, we went in and watched pro football. The early game was the Bears vs. the Lions. It was a surprisingly good game. The Lions were a better football team than in the past. They’d also cut down on the cheap shots they had to rely on last year.
I didn’t realize Greg had gone to my game. He was still fired up about my play.
“Have you seen the YouTube video?”
I’d chatted with Tracy and Tami on my tablet while we watched the game. They seemed to be having a lot of fun waterskiing. I handed it to Greg. He pulled up the video and we both watched it. The title rolled across: What if Superman Played Football?
Then the music started to build and a voice-over came on.
‘Kal-El was born on the planet Krypton.’
There was a scene from DC Comics that showed the baby superman.
‘Jor-El sent his only son to Earth before the destruction of Krypton.’
There was now a shot of the planet as it exploded, and then a shot of the baby as it was found in a field.
‘Now he has grown into a teen named David Dawson.’
It showed me standing by the sidelines.
‘Let us see what happens when mere mortals play football against Superman.’
I hadn’t seen the two plays. Greg bounced in his seat when I stepped over the linebacker and got the first down. Then I flinched when I hit the same linebacker on the next play, and then again when I crushed the corner. It then showed the plays in slow motion three times. As soon as the video ended, I sent a text to both Tracy and Tami with the link.
By dinnertime, I was already getting #Superman messages. My phone had chirped so much, I sent Tami and Tracy a message and told them I had to turn off my phone.
I WAS SOUND ASLEEP when I felt someone get into bed with me. We had a security light on the garage, so I could make out that it was Tracy. I didn’t say a word. I just pulled her to me. She knew from the day before that I slept naked. She pulled the covers down, and took me into her mouth. She was very talented and kept me on edge for fifteen minutes. I started to moan and whine my frustration. I ran my fingers through her blond locks, and relished the sensation her hot wet mouth had on my erection. I was in heaven. I don’t think anything could top yesterday, but Tracy had a few more tricks up her sleeve.
She could sense when I got close. I moaned a warning.
“Ugghhh, look out!” I warned.
She did a trick that had me thinking, ‘Oh my!’ I tried to hold off and my muscles started to get sore from the effort. She knew what I was doing.
“David, my jaw’s getting sore,” she complained.
I nodded down to her and she went back to work. I just let go. I remembered the first rule Cindy had taught me: you couldn’t have yours until you made sure the girl was satisfied. I pulled Tracy up to me and gave her a passionate kiss.
I went to work on Tracy. I used everything Cindy and Suzanne had taught me. Once I had her playbook down, I quickly returned the favor.
"Oh David! Oh, Oh, Oh, David! David! I’m there! Oh David!"
I wiggled down her body. Her eyes got big.
“Are you planning, you know?”
“Hell, yes, I am.”
She shrieked as I dove between her legs and started to pleasure her. I adored the taste of her arousal, but it wasn’t the taste or her exquisite beauty that aroused me. It was her reaction as she whimpered and moaned my name while she writhed on the bed. She was having the time of her life. Giving her this much pleasure was the biggest turn-on I had ever experienced. There was nothing more arousing than when I watched as Tracy had her release. She begged me to do more.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod," she started babbling, while she breathed rapidly.
This was going to be a big one. I found her G-spot. I think she tried to tear my ears off. Then she got vocal.
“David! Oh, David!” Tracy begged.
She made a strangled sound and then collapsed. As she started to calm down, I got up, went to the bathroom and washed my face. I came back in and grabbed two bottles of water out of my dorm-style fridge. She grabbed the bottle and greedily sucked down half of it before she said anything.
“Holy shit, Batman, where did you learn that?”
I just smiled at her.
“You know I’m not going to talk about other people like that.”
“No honestly, tell me, I want to thank them personally. Was it Suzanne?”
I just shook my head.
“Are you ready for round three?” I asked.
Her eyebrows went up.
“I’m in so much trouble, aren’t I?”
“Yes, you are.”
I had a condom pack out and I opened it. She stopped me.
“Let me.”
She rolled it on then lay back as she spread her legs wide, a clear invitation. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed and she was obviously aroused. I crawled between her legs, and she reached for me and grabbed me at the base. When she had me where she wanted me, she pulled me into her. I got the head in.
“Yes! Do me, David!” Tracy begged.
I pushed steadily until I hit bottom. Dang, she was tight. I used the technique Suzanne had taught me: I ground into her as I did little circles with my pelvis. Once I felt she was ready, I slowly pulled out and then several shallow strokes and then a couple of long deep strokes. On the second deep stroke, she lost it. She wrapped her legs around my waist and dug her heels into my backside. Her hands formed claws and she raked my back. I lost all reason and just acted on instinct.
Her grip released and I grasped the back of her thighs and bent her in two. Her knees touched her gorgeous breasts. I concentrated on getting her off. I began to take long strokes. Tracy reached up, grabbed my head and locked her eyes on mine. She started to moan.
Oh dear God, I moaned with her. I then made some kind of sound like a bull elephant in full charge. I lost my cadence, and, I don’t really know. I hadn’t expected it, but she had put me over the edge. My joy sent Tracy over the edge as well. Her muscles clamped down on my shaft like a vise. She threw her head back and screamed. I was sure people dialed 911 at that very moment. I collapsed and rolled off her body.
Tracy recovered before I did, and snuggled up to me and kissed my ear.
“Thank you.”
It took me a moment to be able to respond.
“What for?” I asked.
“That was by far the best sex I’ve ever had. If I’d known you were this good, I never would have suggested we wait. Good God, where did you learn to do all that?”
I just chuckled.
“Don’t laugh, you’re awesome.”
“Oh, it was all you.”
“What do you mean?”
“Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately? You’re a stone-cold fox. Your hot little body inspired me to want to please you. I could never be this good without you, and it’s not only your looks. I feel your desire for me in your soul. Knowing you want me makes me work that much harder to please you. And you want to know the best part?”
She was out of her funk now.
“What?”
“Next time will be even better.”
“Oh God, I am so screwed!”
“That’s the idea.”
Monday September 16
WE CUDDLED AND TALKED for hours. Finally, we dozed off at about two. She woke me up at three and we went at it again. This time was gentle and slow. We both had a nice orgasm and fell back to sleep. At five I woke her up and we went two more times. When I looked at the clock, it was almost six. We got up and jumped in the shower together. I ran down to meet Peggy to run, and Tracy gave her a sly smile as she jumped into her new car and went home before her parents woke up.