A Better Man Book 4
Copyright© 2026 by G Younger
Chapter 1
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A Better Man follows the talented David Dawson, who is brimming with charm, a messed-up love life, and many lessons that go far beyond the playbook. He’s setting the stage for winning the ultimate prize: a national championship. David is pulling out all the stops in his campaign, working his network to build a juggernaut while dealing with business calamities, completing his education, and navigating minefields in his love life.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Romantic Humor School Group Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Safe Sex Slow
David’s phone rang. He was surprised to see that it was Matt Long, his primary competition for the quarterback job this spring.
“Morning,” David answered.
“I don’t know if you have stuff to do, but I was hoping you could meet with my dad and me today.”
“I was planning to go home and watch bowl games with the family. Is this important?” David asked.
“I think it is.”
“Okay. When and where?” David asked.
Matt gave him the information; they’d meet at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel. Matt’s dad had made reservations at Cut, one of LA’s better steak houses, which boasted a celebrity chef in charge. This must be important if they were willing to spring for something that pricey.
Cassidy, Tami, Pam, and Brook were going to his house in Malibu, so he arranged for them to take Tracy. Greg and his family would also be there with their kids, so David knew his children would be entertained and not miss him while he took the meeting.
He wasn’t too put out because, being New Year’s Day, it meant he could drive his Demon in minimal traffic.
Matt and his dad were cooling their heels in the bar when he arrived. They greeted each other, and Matt introduced David to his dad, Ed. They made small talk until they were seated and had ordered their drinks and appetizers.
“I hear congratulations are in order,” Matt said.
“How so?” David asked.
“I read that your brother accepted a scholarship and will enroll in the spring.”
“Phil wanted to take part in spring ball. He’s a bit disappointed that his best friend decided to go elsewhere, though.”
Roc was going to State, close to home, so he could help with his parents’ farm.
“I got a call from John. You’ll be happy to hear he flunked out,” Matt said.
David frowned at Matt’s comment, though it was true that he didn’t like John for a number of reasons. At the top of the list was John’s attempt to end his career during spring ball last year. He was also a walking penalty when he was on the field.
“That doesn’t make me happy.”
“Come on; you actively worked to keep him off the field.”
“How many drives did he kill this year?” David asked.
Matt grimaced because he knew David was right.
Ed changed the subject.
“Matt tells me you have prior relationships with Coaches Harrington, Mason, Trent, and Allen. What are the odds of Matt beating you out in spring ball?”
David was taken aback by Matt’s dad’s blunt question. In David’s mind, there was absolutely no way he would allow Matt to become the starter. David felt he was the better quarterback. That didn’t mean that Matt didn’t have the talent; he was one of the best pocket passers in college football.
What Matt lacked was athleticism and leadership. Add that to David’s winning record as a starter, and his honest take was that spring ball would be an exercise in futility for Matt.
Another advantage was that Coach Harrington had been hired, first by David’s high school and later by David himself, to teach David how to be a high-level quarterback.
Bud Mason had also turned David into a quarterback and had been his offensive coordinator his senior year of high school.
Coach Trent had been in charge of the Elite 11 competition, which was designed to find the best high school quarterback in the nation. David had been co-MVP his junior year, and now Coach Trent was USC’s new offensive coordinator.
The truth was, Matt knew him as well because he’d come in second at Elite 11 during David’s senior year. Matt said that while David was off playing baseball for the USA 18-and-under team, Coach Trent had made it clear that David would probably have won his senior year.
Matt and two other quarterbacks, who comprised the top three who attended Elite 11, had shown up to a camp at Lincoln High put on by the University of Michigan. Even without picking up a football for most of the summer, David had smoked the competition.
Coach Allen, who would coach the quarterbacks, had been David’s one-on-one coach at Elite 11.
The four coaches knew and liked David, making Matt’s job that much harder if he wanted to take the starter’s role.
“I thought you’d decided to transfer,” David said, deflecting the question.
He didn’t want to come off as cocky by stating what he really thought.
“We talked about it, but if Matt has a shot at being the starter, he’d rather do it at USC,” Ed said.
“Have you thought about where you might want to go?” David asked.
“Answer the question,” Matt said as he realized what David was up to.
“Okay,” David conceded. “The unvarnished truth is, I believe I would have to get hurt for you to win the job.”
“Care to elaborate?” Ed asked.
“Talent-wise, Matt and I are similar in arm strength and accuracy. He might be a better pure thrower than I am,” David said with a half-smile to throw Matt a bone. “But it’s in the other areas where I would separate myself from Matt.”
“Like what?” Ed asked.
“Do you really want me to say it?” David asked.
“No,” Matt said, shaking his head. “It was what we thought, but I knew you’d tell me the truth.
“Coach Harrington and the others assured me the competition would be open and I’d be given a chance. If something horrible happens to you, I can see their side of it, but if I stay, I’ll miss out on spring ball at my next destination. That’s something I’m not willing to do since the transfer rules are changing.”
The NCAA had announced that players would be given a one-time transfer option as underclassmen during the January transfer window. Once they earned their degrees, they could transfer again without having to sit out.
During the fall, they’d been more open to exceptions and allowing transfers for circumstances such as a coaching change or a family need, like a sick parent. But their enforcement had been all over the place with no consistency. There were so many complaints—which made it look like litigation was coming—that they changed the rule.
The bottom line was that Matt wouldn’t have to ask for a waiver and cross his fingers to see if he could transfer without sitting for a year. He could use his one-time exemption, even without having a coaching change to help him. He would be able to play in the fall.
“Back to my question: where are you considering?” David asked.
“Let me turn this on its head: who would be on your short list if you had to open your recruitment again?” Ed asked.
David chuckled.
“All the big dogs like Ohio State, Michigan, Georgia, Washington, Clemson, and Alabama have starters in place. While I’m cocky enough to think I could beat them out, it would be like someone coming here and trying to win the job from either Matt or me. That means I would look at the next rung of teams.
“Washington and not Utah or Oregon?” Matt asked.
“I think they’re ready to break out, and they have a great coach,” David said.
“Who are the next tier in your mind?”
“Texas, Oklahoma, Penn State, Florida State, and maybe someone like Iowa.”
“Iowa?”
“Yeah, I know. But defense wins championships, and if they get smart and find a decent offensive coordinator, they could be a powerhouse,” David said.
“What about Notre Dame?” Matt asked.
David couldn’t help but give a sour look. They’d always considered themselves part of the top tier but hadn’t made the playoffs recently. Granted, they would’ve made it if they hadn’t been upset by USC this year.
Besides their thinking too much of themselves, Notre Dame was one of USC’s biggest rivals, and he didn’t want to play Matt each year. That was why he was pushing for a spot in the Big Ten, the ACC, or the SEC as a landing spot for his teammate.
“If you hate me, go there.”
“I just might,” Matt teased.
“I think I saw they have a fourteen-ounce Wagyu ribeye with my name on it for the main course.”
“Matt’s not going to Notre Dame,” Ed assured David.
Apparently, Matt’s dad had seen the price of that steak.
“It might be worth it to show USC what they missed out on,” Matt said.
David chuckled.
“It might be fun. That way, I could honestly hate you,” David fired back.
“No, you could never hate me,” Matt said.
David had to think about that for a moment. Matt, while not really a friend, had changed last fall and become someone David considered part of the team.
“You’re right. But we could be good competitors. May the best man win,” David said.
“I have trips planned to visit Florida State and Texas. I might add Penn State and Iowa to the list,” Matt admitted.
Their appetizers came, and they ordered their main courses. Ed said they were celebrating, so he ordered rib eyes for everyone.
They were halfway through their meal when another interesting topic came up.
“Have you heard the news about NIL?” Matt asked.
David hadn’t been paying attention recently because of his trip to Dubai and Christmas in Alabama, so he shook his head ‘no.’
“You heard that the UCLA basketball player and others had won their class action lawsuit, right?”
The suit argued that the NCAA violated antitrust laws by forbidding athletes from earning a share of revenue from the use of their names, images, and likenesses in broadcasts and video games. They’d won the initial case, but the NCAA was considering an appeal of the decision.
David nodded to confirm he was aware.
“Well, California has a bill in the legislature right now called Fair Pay for Fair Play. My understanding is that college athletes could receive pay as soon as the bill passes,” Ed said.
“I’m sure the NCAA will fight it, but it sounds like there’s already a crack in the dam. It won’t be long before we can make money,” David said.
The question was, how would that actually happen? He couldn’t see the universities footing the bill, which meant he couldn’t see them giving up any of their gate or TV revenue. It would have to come from outside sources. The average athlete would have a hard time making money on their own. Most lacked the knowledge, skills, or time to chase a paycheck.
The best possible scenario would be for the boosters to somehow get organized. This might be a good project for Lexi and his agent, Kendrick Knaggy of Knaggy, Anderson, Petters, aka KAP Agency. It might also be something good for Greg to get involved in.
David would need to think about that. With change and confusion, there was opportunity. Universities would be searching for solutions as soon as NIL was allowed.
David was surprised when Matt hugged him when they got up to leave.
“I’ve enjoyed playing with you. I learned a lot from being around you and how hard you work,” Matt said.
“Whatever you decide, I wish you the best,” David said, adding, “If you need help or want someone to be a sounding board, call me.”
“We might do that,” Ed said.
David thanked Ed for the meal and said his goodbyes.
David walked into the TV room where his family was watching the games. He looked around and didn’t see his mom, so he asked his dad where she was.
He didn’t expect his dad to give him a dirty look.