Chapter 6

Jon and Amy Miller reluctantly allowed Brian to go to the party Saturday night. The exploits at football team parties were legendary, going back to when Jon and Amy had been teens their son’s age. Jon had a stern talk with his son about drinking and he made sure Brian left with rubbers in his pocket.

Billy’s mom gave the two boys a ride to the Eberly’s house. His teammates greeted Brian warmly when they arrived. A bunch of girls flocked to Billy. Brian met up with Joe Eberly and got direction to the beer. He headed back to the laundry room, where the keg was set up. He tapped a party cup full before heading back to the living room.

Brian had beer before, but not a lot. He and Billy had “liberated” one of Billy’s dad’s cans of beer a couple times last year. He sipped the brew. He found Billy talking with Natalie Good, a drop-dead gorgeous sophomore cheerleader. He approached from their backs and overheard their conversation.

“You’re sure this new kid, Miller, is good in bed?” Natalie asked. “He is up to your standards?”

“We apprenticed under the same master,” Billy answered.

“With his tongue?”

“You bet,” Billy promised.

“OK,” Natalie said. “I guess I will see.” She headed away.

“Hey Billy,” Brian commented to get his buddy’s attention.

“Oh, man, you are so getting laid tonight,” Billy said. “I see you got a beer. Be careful with that stuff. Don’t end up like me after my first party.”

“My dad had that talk with me before I came tonight,” Brian replied. “I get a sobriety test when I get home.”

“A couple beers over the night will be safe,” Billy said. “A third would be pushing it. You might not pass your dad’s test with three.”

“I’ll be careful,” Brian said.

“Mingle, meet some of the girls,” Billy said. “I’m behind you. I need to grab a beer for myself. Have some fun. You earned it after last night. We both did.” Billy laughed. “I am hunting big game tonight. I want to score with Emily Stoltzfus.” Both kids knew of Emily. She was a junior and a cheerleader. She was arguably one of the hottest girls at Paradise High.

Brian mingled while Billy got his beer. Brian ended up talking with Steve Campbell and Steve’s girlfriend, Alyssa Montgomery. More than a few girls stopped by to flirt with Brian as he talked with Steve and Alyssa.

Brian saw Billy hit up Emily Stoltzfus a few minutes later. ‘As if that is going to happen,’ he thought to himself as he watched his friend flirt with the knock-out junior. To his surprise, the two started dancing together and then exchanged kisses.

“There is last night’s hero,” a voice declared behind him. Natalie Good joined the three. “You played a hell of a game, Brian,” Natalie commented. “You’d be losing your spot on the team if you weren’t a senior, Steve.”

“I am done with football,” Steve replied. “All I can do is cheer on the younger guys who are going to win our team the state championship.”

“You up to the task, stud?” Natalie purred as she touched his elbow.

“Um ... I’ll do my best,” Brian stuttered. Natalie giggled and stroked his arm. He had seduced and coaxed Lilly and Jenna into bed. So, this was what it felt like to be seduced. The shoe was firmly on the other foot tonight. He did not resist Natalie’s seduction.

His head was still spinning fifteen minutes later as he made out with the hot cheerleader. Natalie had the biggest breasts he had managed to get his hands on. She felt his boner and commented, “You’re a big one.”

Natalie did not add, ‘for a ninth-grader.’ He was about five and a half inches long, not bad for fourteen. Natalie had enjoyed six and a half or even seven-inch dicks with some of the older varsity football players. Brian would do, especially if he was as good at licking pussy as his friend Billy.

Natalie and Brian grabbed more beer and made out some more. Around 9:30, Natalie dragged Brian upstairs to find a bedroom for more privacy. They spent a ten minute wait for an open bedroom making out in the hallway.

Brian worried as they made out. Billy had promised Natalie would enjoy taking him to bed. What if he didn’t perform up to her expectations? Was he up to screwing the hottest girl in Paradise High School?

Tony Pencharsky popped out of one of the rooms, escorting Arianna Kellog. They had the we-just-fucked look on their blissed-out faces. Natalie led Brian into the bedroom. It was decorated in pink with lots of stuffed animals. Brian realized this must be Erin Eberly’s room. Would Erin ever believe he boffed the hottest girl in the school in her bed?

Natalie shut and locked the door, turned and eyed Brian. He was standing in the middle of the room, waiting to see what came next.

“You have too many clothes on,” Natalie commented as she started undoing her blouse. “You’re not a virgin, are you?”

“Virgin? No,” Brian laughed nervously. “Not even close.”

“You go down on girls?” Natalie asked. Brian realized that his getting laid was not a done deal just yet.

“If you want me to,” Brian said as he pulled his shirt off. Natalie eyed the young teen’s chest. He was proud of his looks. He and Billy had been working out with Billy’s dad for over a year.

“Nice pecs,” Natalie observed. “Eating me out ... that would be a definite yes. I would enjoy that.”

Brian kicked off his sneakers and dropped his pants and boxers as Natalie pulled down her slacks. Brian stared as she took off her bra, to reveal a most delectable looking pair of titties. No, he corrected himself. These were breasts, full-sized woman’s breasts.

Natalie, clad in nothing but panties, backed up and sat down on the bed. “Come here, cutie,” Natalie coaxed. Brian joined her on the bed. She reached over and stroked his shaft and then fondled his balls. “You’re well equipped.”

She laid back on the bed and pulled Brian over top of her. The two resumed deep kissing like they had in the hallway. Natalie was a talented kisser. Brian realized it was time for him to stop being passive.

He slipped a hand down and felt one of those large, soft breasts. He rubbed his thumb against her hard nipples as he fondled the boob. Natalie purred in response. Brian switched his attentions from one breast to the other after a bit.

God, Natalie’s breasts felt so nice. He kissed his way down to her chest, kissing and licking each breast before nibbling at her nipples. Natalie cooed and panted as he stimulated her.

“You can go lower,” Natalie sighed as he suckled at her left tit.

“Are we in a hurry?” Brian grinned as he released the nipple and stared up at Natalie’s face.

“Are you sure you’re a freshman?” she giggled. “My experience with them has been wham, bam and thank you, ma’am. Often the forget the thank you, ma’am in their rush to finish.”

“I am definitely a freshman,” Brian responded as he switched to her right boob again.

“You took lessons from Billy?”

“We took lessons from another friend who bedded more than his share of eighth and ninth graders,” Brian answered. “Billy and I dated the Brubaker twins for months. We did compare notes just like we knew our twin girlfriends did.”

“We do not have this bedroom all night,” Natalie cautioned. “There is probably a line outside already.”

“I’m ready for more if you are.”

“I’m ready,” Natalie purred.

“Going down,” Brian teased as he scooted between her outspread legs. He quickly found her hole. God, Natalie was soaked and ready for more. She was ready to take a dick but he knew better after what he overheard earlier. “May I penetrate you?” he asked politely as he slipped two fingers towards her hole.

“Please,” Natalie purred. He squirmed his fingers into her pussy. Natalie was not the tightest he had experienced, but it was warm, and yielded as he thrust his fingers in. Brian leaned down and began licking her slot as he finger fucked her. Satisfied moans told him that he was doing what she was looking for.

He teased her slot up and down with his tongue, avoiding her clitoris for now. It puffed up and stood out as he teased her. After a couple minutes, he turned his tongue to her clitoris. He teased around it and swiped it gently with his tongue. Natalie’s hands pressed his head against her bottom, desperate to get more stimulation. She was panting and groaning when Brian upped the ante.

Brian pulled at her clitoris with his lips between kisses of it. He continued drilling his fingers in and out of her pussy. After thirty seconds of teasing, Natalie squealed and went off like a rocket. Brian backed off from her clitoris and enjoyed how her pussy yanked and squeezed his fingers. She shimmied and squirmed as a glorious orgasm washed over her body. Finally, she calmed down.

Natalie hooked her hands under Brian’s armpits and pulled him up over her again. He propped himself up on his elbows.

“Are you sure you are a freshman?” Natalie giggled as she kissed him.

“Homeroom 9F,” Brian laughed back. “I’m pretty sure I am a freshman.” He rubbed his erection up and down her juicy, ready-to-fuck slot as he answered.

“You could have fooled me,” Natalie smirked. “Let’s see if you are as good with your cock as you are with your tongue. Put it in.”

Brian rolled off her and out of bed. “What are you doing?”

“Getting a rubber, of course,” Brian responded as he fished through his pants pocket.

“I’m on the pill,” Natalie responded. “Get back her and take me, you little stud.”

Brian hesitated before thinking about Jenna. Unprotected sex was the bomb, but he needed to wait another ten days or so to find out if he had knocked up Jenna. “Better doubly safe,” Brian said before tearing open the wrapper and encasing his dick in the sheath of latex. He climbed back between her legs. He crawled over top of her, propping his chest up on one elbow. His other hand felt of Natalie’s opening and positioned his dickhead against her hole.

“Ready?” Brian asked. Natalie grabbed his hand in her hands and pulled him close.

“Do it,” She whispered before kissing him hard. Brian plunged his dick into her as their tongues tangled. One hard thrust buried him fully in her sweet, hot pussy. She was not nearly as tight as Jenna or Lilly. Brian didn’t speculate how many boys had enjoyed her sweet sixteen womanhood before him.

How many didn’t matter. Right now, he was fucking the hottest girl in Paradise High School, bare none. He thrust his dick in, withdrew and thrust in again, falling into his familiar rhythm as he fucked this sweet cheerleader. Natalie purred as he boffed her.

This was his eighth time fucking with his third girl. Playing varsity and being the hero of last night certainly paid big dividends. Not too tight and with the rubber to desensitize him a little, Brian felt like he could fuck Natalie forever. It wasn’t forever, but three minutes later, Brian brought Natalie to a vaginal orgasm. The way her pussy yanked and squeezed at his dick was too much. Fifteen seconds later he impaled his dick in as deep as possible and blasted a huge load of sperm and semen into the rubber. He collapsed on top of her. They panted and gasped as they finished their mutual climaxes.

Natalie rolled the two of them onto their sides. “Are you certain you are a freshman?” she giggled as she kissed Brian.

“You want to see my student ID?” Brian laughed.

“Not necessary,” Natalie replied. Brian reached between them and held the rubber firm to the shaft of his dick as he pulled out. He rolled away onto his back. He pulled the used rubber off his dick.

“Don’t tell your buddy, Billy,” Natalie remarked as he knotted the rubber and tossed it towards the waste basket. He scored, the slimy sheath landing right where he aimed it. “You did better than he did a few weeks ago. I have had one guy who gave me a vaginal orgasm before tonight.”

“I am up for more fun together, if you want,” Brian replied. Natalie got a serious look on her face.

“You know what we did was just sport fucking, right?” Natalie asked. “This doesn’t make you my boyfriend or anything.”

“I understand that,” Brian replied. “You would not go steady with a freshman. I get that. All I was saying, was if you want to hookup again for more fun, I am game to do it again. Tonight was fun.”

“I may take you up on that offer,” Natalie responded, grinning. “We better get decent and let the next couple have their fun. Brian gathered up his clothes and got dressed as Natalie did the same. He checked the waste basket. It had three rubbers in it. He left his there. Most likely Joe would gather up all the evidence of what happened in her room before Erin found it.

There were three couples in line in the hallway when Brian and Natalie came out. At the head of the line was Billy, who had Arianna Kellog pinned to the wall as he deep kissed her and rubbed her mound through her slacks.

Brian and Natalie headed downstairs while Billy escorted Arianna into the empty bedroom.

“Do you want a beer?” Natalie asked when they got downstairs.

“Maybe not,” Brian allowed. “My dad is giving me a sobriety test when I get home.”

“How many have you had? One?”

“Two,” Brian responded.

“Stick to soda,” Natalie giggled. “I am having another beer. My parents aren’t anal retentive about me enjoying some beers on Saturday night anymore.”

“I’m just a freshman,” Brian teased. “You’re what? Sixteen?”

“Seventeen, actually,” Natalie answered. “My birthday was last Tuesday. Let’s get you your soda and me my beer. We can relax and enjoy the rest of the party.”

They did. Brian noted it was between twenty-five and thirty minutes before Billy and Arianna reappeared downstairs. She was draped on Billy much like Natalie was on him. Billy must have showed Arianna a good time. The four chilled until Brian’s dad picked them up at 11:30 PM. Jon Miller dropped Billy off first before grilling his son.

Brian managed to touch his nose with both pointer fingers when his dad asked. “I take it from your good mood, you had a good night?”

“It is good to be a football hero, Dad,” Brian grinned. “It was a very, very, very good night.”

“You used protection?”

“I listened to your lectures, Dad,” Brian responded. “I used a rubber.” He didn’t add, ‘this time.’ Brian would not know for another ten days, two weeks or more if his previous time getting laid resulted in him knocking up Jenna.

“Who was she?” Jon asked.

“Gentlemen don’t tell,” Brian answered, grinning more. “Let’s just say she was a cheerleader and the hottest girl at our school.”

Jon stopped questioning his son. In his day, Justin Baer had dragged Jon to more than a few football parties. He knew how wild they could get. He should be thankful his son wasn’t drunk off his ass and hadn’t knocked up the cheerleader he had screwed.

Jenna surprised Brian at his locker before homeroom Tuesday morning. She was brief and succinct. “You can relax,” she snapped at him. “My period started last night.” She turned and walked off without saying another word.

The news was a relief, sort of. It was good that he had not impregnated Jenna. Dealing with having a baby together would be difficult, given how much she detested him. In spite of his relief at the news, he could not help but notice that Jenna’s period came fourteen days after they had unprotected sex. The two of them had screwed at the most dangerous time possible two weeks ago. How had his sperm not impregnated Jenna? He was incredibly lucky to escape the noose that an unplanned pregnancy would have been.

Football practice proceeded much as the week before, except Brian was on the field with the first team more than before. Brian, and his teammates, were surprised when they practiced a few deep pass plays and some short passes too. They got another surprise. The game was scheduled for 10:00 Saturday morning at Hershey Park Stadium, not Manheim’s Eldon Rettew Stadium. The game would be played on neutral ground, which was a big plus for the Wolverines.

The team held a team breakfast at the school before they bused up to Hershey for the game. Brian sat with Billy on the bus ride.

“I have big news,” Brian announced to his best friend. “Andy Martin asked my Aunt Heather to marry him last night. She said yes.”

“Andy’s going to be your uncle,” Billy exclaimed. “Cool beans, dude. Very cool.” Both boys had gotten to know Andy pretty well from their time as Den Chiefs in Cub Scouts last winter and spring. Andy was one of their pack’s assistant cubmasters.

The stadium was nearly filled by crowds from Manheim and Paradise. The announcer informed the crowd that this game was the twentieth meeting of the two teams in the past eleven years – eleven regular season games and nine playoff games.

The Wolverines had the ball first. Central adjusted and lined up most of the defenders close to the line of scrimmage, “stacking the box.” They gained eleven yards on the first two plays. The next play foretold Coach Turner’s strategy for the game. Zack Stout faked like it was another option play, instead of carrying the ball or pitching it to Billy, he threw a bomb twenty-five yards down field to his streaking wide receiver. The ball fluttered downfield, missing both the receiver and the defender.

The pattern was established. If Central wanted to challenge the Wolverines to pass the ball to win, that was exactly what the Wolverines would do. Two more runs netted them another first down. On first and ten, Brian went on a curl route behind the linebackers and safeties clogging the middle of the field. Brian gained twelve yards on the pass. The Wolverines drove the length of the field, stuffing the ball into the end zone for a TD followed by a two point conversion.

The Wolverine defense was ready for Central. They couldn’t get their passing game going against Joe Eberly and his backfield mates. Central scored too, but they spent most of the game playing catchup to the Wolverines. Once or twice a drive Zack Stout would launch a bomb downfield. In the second quarter, he hit one for a TD. Most of the time, Tony and Brian went over the middle, catching shorter passes keep the Central defense loose, so Billy and the running game could work.

The crisis came in the fourth quarter. One of Zack’s bombs got intercepted and run back for a TD. Central now led 28-24 with four minutes left in the game. Billy, Matt Jones and Zack Stout carried the load in the final drive. The option kept the tired Central defense guessing. Brian did contribute with a third and four-to-go catch for fourteen yards on the drive. Most of Brian’s work was blocking to make sure the runner had an opening to exploit.

The Wolverines scored with 0:33 seconds left on the game clock. Coach Turner went for the two point conversion. A four point lead would make it that much more difficult for Central to come back. A field goal would not be enough. Zack found Brian right at the goal line on the play. Brian cradled the ball into his chest and bulled his way backwards into the end zone, splitting two defenders desperate to stop him.

Coach Turner was right. Twenty-nine seconds was not enough time to score. Central went home to Manheim and Paradise was headed to the state semi-finals in Altoona the following Saturday. Billy played brilliantly, gaining 192 yards and two touchdowns. Brian was another hero, catching seven passes for 121 yards, a TD and the final two point conversion to ice the game.

Jonathan Brubaker announced that the party was at his house later that evening. Yes, Jon was related to Lilly and Amber. He was their second cousin. Brian’s request for a ride to the party led to a parents-only conference in Jon’s writing room.

“Can we in good conscience allow our son to attend a wild, booze and sex party the football team is throwing?” Amy questioned.

“Brian is not your little boy anymore,” Jon responded. “You do understand he is a high school student who is only sixth months younger than you and I were when I got you pregnant?”

“Exactly my point,” Amy responded. “What if he gets in over his head and gets a girl in trouble?”

“That horse bolted the corral some time ago,” Jon countered. “You know Brian has been sexually active since last summer. He has protection and he promises me he is using it.”

“What if he gets in a car with a drunk kid?” Amy asked. “You just know they will have alcohol at this party.”

“I am sure they will,” Jon agreed. “We make it clear to Brian that he accepts rides from us, Justin or Sherry, and no one else. I will warn him about that and I will enforce my sobriety test on him when he gets home. It worked last week.”

“Brian is so young to be involved in the kinds of things the kids at this party undoubtedly get into,” Amy challenged.

“I think we need to take a page from my parents,” Jon said. “I think we’ve raised a good kid who knows right from wrong. He has reached the age where we have to loosen the strings and let him do things, make mistakes and suffer the consequences. It is all a part of him growing up. What is the alternative? We lock him up until he’s eighteen and then turn him loose at college? He needs to learn how to handle himself in the world. Tonight, is part of his maturation.”

“I suppose,” Amy conceded. “I am still a mom and I am going to worry my little boy until he is safely back home tonight.”

“I will worry just as much as you,” Jon replied. “I’ll call the Baers and let them know Brian is going to the party and I’ll do the pickup at the end of the evening.”

Brian was blissfully unaware of how close he came to missing the team’s party. He showered and dressed nicely for the party. He hoped he could hook up with Natalie again. She had been a lot of fun last week. He pocketed three rubbers. He was going to have to ask his dad to buy another box soon, his stash was getting low. Sherry Baer ferried Billy and Brian to the party that evening.

Their host, Jonathan Brubaker, met Billy and Brian near the door and took their coats. Jon told them to get comfortable. The beer keg was in garage and they should help themselves. Billy and Brian went out to get beers. On the way back to the living room, Billy commented, “Time to go find who’s legs I am going to get between tonight.”

“Are you perhaps, a bit overconfident?” Brian teased.

“I’ve gotten laid at every party I’ve been to since the season started,” Billy answered, grinning. “Treat a girl well, eat her out and then screw her. Works every time. Thank God, you and I talked to Dave Beiler for love advice. His advice was golden. Wish me luck, I am in search of pussy.”

“Good luck, buddy,” Brian agreed. “Maybe I’ll find Natalie. The two of us had a lot of fun last week.”

“Maybe,” Billy allowed as he departed. “If not, there is plenty of talent here tonight.”

Brian nosed around the crowd. He did not find Natalie Good. He struck up a conversation with Tony Pencharsky, the team’s other tight end. While he was talking with Tony, three very cute girls joined the conversation.

Emily Stoltzfus, a junior, and Morgan Diffenbach, a sophomore, both were cheerleaders. Kaitlyn Roland, also a sophomore, was cute enough to be a cheerleader, but she played soccer rather than cheering. The three flirted pretty outrageously with the two football players. When Tony’s girlfriend, Amanda, returned with beers for her and Tony, the three focused all their attention on Brian.

The girls teased and giggled as the talked, touched Brian and turned the poor boy on. Even a clueless ninth grader knew Brian was going to get laid that evening, and Brian was NOT clueless. The only question was, who was he going to pick.

Brian was enjoying the attention and teasing from the girls, though he hadn’t chosen the girl he was going to coax into bed later. Julia McKinnon joined the circle of girls around Brian, to his surprise. Julia was a junior and as “in” as any girl could be with the “in” crowd at Paradise High. She was drop-dead gorgeous and now available. About three weeks earlier, Julia broke up with her long-time boyfriend Jared Wilson, a senior and the star of the school’s soccer team.

“You were amazing this morning, Brian,” Julia gushed. “Taking on those linebackers over the middle.” She squeezed his upper arm. “No wonder. You’re so strong.”

“I just ran the plays Coach called,” Brian replied modestly.

“But you ran them well,” Julia purred as she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Kaitlyn, Emily and Morgan got quiet as they watched their potential partner get scooped up by one of Paradise’s queen-bees.

“You cup is empty,” Julia noted. “Why don’t you and I go get another beer?”

“Um ... um, sure,” Brian stuttered. ‘What was Julia after?’ Brian had to wonder. He understood Kaitlyn, Emily and Morgan. They were trying to take him to bed. Julia? She was so out of his league. It would like he was a little leaguer stepping up to the plate to face the Dodger’s great Clayton Kershaw. He would be so way, way, way ... out of his league.

The three girls wandered away as Julia led Brian back the hallway to the garage to refill their beer cups.

“Word has it that your pretty experienced in bed,” Julia commented as they walked.

“Word?” Brian gulped. “I’m certainly no virgin or anything.”

“Handsome, built like a stud and modest too,” Julia gushed as they passed an alcove with a washer and drier. Four guys, carrying beers for them and their girls, stepped into the hallway from the garage. Julia and Brian stepped into the alcove to make room so the guys could pass.

Julia pushed Brian against the washer and leaned in to kiss. There was no misreading this situation. There was a 93-mile-an-hour Clayton Kershaw fast ball flying at him. Julia’s desires were crystal clear.

Julia’s tongue pushed in as they locked lips together. Brian responded with his own tongue. He felt the zap of electricity flow down his spine as their tongues met. His dick, already semi-hard popped to full boner instantly. Julia was pressing her body against his, directly against his boner. She had to notice his erection.

The two teens deep kissed and caressed for too long. They stared into each other’s eyes when they were forced to break to breathe. “A good kisser too,” Julia giggled. “That is a bonus.” She slipped a hand down and felt Brian’s boner. “Hung too,” Julia huffed as she felt his erection through his jeans. “What ... about six inches?”

“Um ... um ... I’m not ... uh ... sure,” Brian stuttered. A true statement, mostly. Last winter on an overnight visit to Billy’s house, the two horny young teens had engaged in a two-person circle jerk. It was late at night and the two were horny and more than a little goofy. Billy challenged Brian to see who had the biggest dick. Billy won with a five and quarter inch erection. Brian measured at five inches and one-eighth. Of course, that was ten months ago and he had grown eight inches since then.

“We will have to find out,” Julia teased. She kissed him again. Brian responded as she drilled her tongue into his mouth again. The two exchanged tongues and lips as they made out. Brian, throwing caution to the wind, reached for one of Julia’s more than ample titties. She just purred to him as he gently fondled her boob.

Neither teen could have known, but the two were lip-locked for over five minutes. He felt up both titties while she fondled his dick and balls. “Let’s grab beers,” Julia suggested when they finally broke apart. “Then we can find some privacy for more fun, stud.”

“Sure,” Brian gulped. The bat cracked as he swung at the Clayton Kershaw 93-mile-an-hour fast ball. The ball sailed into the air, up, up and away, into the night. Home run, number 82, Brian Miller. No doubt, he was about to nail the hottest girl in their school, the girl nearly every boy lusted after and very few obtained.

The lascivious teens grabbed beers and downed them quickly. The two returned to the alcove and alternately drank their beers and made out more. The beers were gone within five minutes while their lust had ratcheted up even higher. Julia led Brian upstairs. There was a line of couples waiting for turns in a bedroom, just like last week.

Julia pushed to the head of the line with Brian. There were perks to being one of the queen-bees at their school. None of the other girls objected to Julia’s forwardness. Julia and Brian made out while they waited for a room to open. A couple minutes later a room opened up. Julia led her prize inside and locked the door.

The room was a boy’s bedroom, probably their host Jon’s room. Brian noted a Penn State #87 jersey on the wall. That would be a Kyle Martin replica jersey. The jersey was too small for Jon today, but it would have been the right size three or four years ago, when Kyle still played for Penn State. Brian wore a Paradise Wolverine #87 jersey, not as a tribute to Kyle, but because it was the only number in the 80s currently available when he stepped up to varsity. No Paradise player wanted to wear that number and try to follow in Kyle Martin’s massive footsteps.

“You’ve got too many clothes on,” Julia commented as she turned away from locking the door. “Strip.” Julia shed her blouse as she stepped over to Brian. He started to unbutton his shirt while she went for his belt and pants. He kicked off his sneakers as Julia worked to undress him. She yanked his pants and boxers to his ankles as he pulled his shirt off. Brian pulled his socks off while Julia took off her bra and jeans.