Part 1

Chapter 1

I dug in, waiting for the commands.

"On your mark!"

I crouched, getting ready.

"Get Set!"

I leaned forward. At the crack of the starter's pistol, I sprang forward, building speed rapidly. Knees high, legs pumping. My arms swung in time with my steps. I thought, 'Dig, Dig, Dig! Push yourself.' Out of the corner of my eye I saw another runner nearly keeping pace. I pushed for the finish line, using every ounce of my strength. I crossed the finish line of the 100 meter course a fraction of second ahead of my nearest competitor, trailing the finish line tape across my chest.

I stretched my thin 6'-0" frame upright and thrust my arms in the air to celebrate my victory. I walked around by the finishing line, trying to relax my muscles. My hands were on my hips as I tried to catch my breath. My teammates were pounding me on the back to congratulate me on our homeroom's victory.

My best friend, Eddie Fritz pumped my hand up and down. "That was great, Kyle. I've never seen you run faster. You did it in 10.63 seconds!"

I took a few more deep breaths. "That felt great. I thought Drew was going to catch me."

The loudspeaker blared, "The next event for the Middle School Field Day will be the 400 meter run. Runners, prepare to race."

I stepped off the track, Eddie at my side. Mr. Abbott, my eighth grade gym teacher, stopped me. Another teacher I didn't know was standing beside him.

Mr. Abbott said, "Kyle, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Caffrey. He is the head football coach at the high school. He would like to talk with you. Walter, I'd like to introduce you to Kyle Martin."

I said, "How do you do, Mr. Caffrey?"

"Fine, thank you," he answered. "You ran a fine race son."

"Thank you, sir."

Mr. Caffrey asked me, "Mr. Martin, have you ever played football?"

"Yes sir. Eddie and I played together in Midgets a few years ago," I answered, motioning towards Eddie.

Mr. Caffrey asked, "And what is your name, son?" looking at Eddie.

"Edward Fritz, sir. I played quarterback on the JV team last fall."

Mr. Caffrey continued the questioning. "Yes, Fritz. I have heard about you." He looked back at me. "What position did you play in Midgets?"

I said, "I'm tall. The coach decided I should play on the line."

"Hmmm ... I'm not sure that's your best position," Mr. Caffrey commented. "You might be better suited to wide receiver or defensive back. Have you considered going out for football next year? I think I could use someone like you on the team?"

I said, "I hadn't really thought about it. Maybe."

Mr. Caffrey asked, "Can you stay after school for a half hour so we can talk a little about coming out for the team?"

I answered, "Sure, I guess."

Mr. Caffrey said. "I'll meet you in the High School Boys Locker Room at 3:00pm. Get into your gym clothes, OK?"

I asked, "Could my friend Eddie come too?"

He answered, "Sure, we could use another QB this afternoon. Fritz, you suit up too."

Mr. Abbott and Mr. Caffrey turned and walked away. I overheard them say, "I told you he was fast." "Hmmm ... The AAA State record is 10.44 seconds. He is less than 2/10's slower. But can he catch a ball?"

Eddie slapped me on the back. "The coach wants you on the team!"

"Nah! Why would he want me?"

"We'll find out at three!"

After dismissal, Eddie and I headed over to the senior high boy's locker room and changed into our gym clothes. We waited a few minutes. There wasn't any sign of the coach. I asked "How long do think we should wait?"

"As long as it takes, Kyle. If the coach wants to meet with us, he'll be here eventually."

We heard the back door of the locker room clang shut. A tall dirty blonde headed teenager walked up to us. He said, "You're Kyle Martin, right?" I nodded yes. He extended his hand to me. "I'm Zack Hayes. Coach Caffrey sent me to get you two." I shook his hand.

I said, "This is my friend, Eddie Fritz."

Zack said, "I know who you are. Follow me guys." Zack led us out the back to the football field. Coach Caffrey was already there with another man. Zack brought us over to the two men.

Coach Caffrey said, "Thank you for coming, boys. I want to introduce you to Coach Graham. He is the offensive coordinator for the football team. We'd like you to catch some passes with Zack. He is the starting quarterback for the team."

"Sure thing."

The coach said, "Go down the field ten yards and turn. The pass will be there."

I ran the route. The second I turned, the ball came flying at me, chest level. I scooped it into my body. The coach had me run the same route half a dozen times. Zack threw beautifully. Every pass was dead on target.

Coach Caffrey said, "That was good, Kyle. Let's try something different. Fritz, I'd like you to throw to Kyle on this route. Kyle, go fifteen yards down the sideline and turn back to the QB a step. Fritz, put the ball on his chest when he does the hitch."

Eddie said, "Yes, sir." I ran the route the way they described. The first time I had to stretch a little to get the pass, but I pulled it in. We repeated this route six times.

Coach Caffrey said, "Kyle, this time I'd like you to run flat out for the goal post. Zack will hit you about five yards short of the goal line."

I ran as fast as I could down the field. I started to slow a little when I got to the five yard line. I came to a dead stop before the ball finally arrived. I nestled the ball into my chest.

I ran back to the coaches, Zack and Eddie. Zack was apologizing when I arrived, "Sorry Coach. My timing was off. He's faster than I thought. Let's try it again."

Coach Caffrey said, "Run the post route again, Kyle. Go as fast as you can. When you get the ball, stay down there. I want to see Fritz throw some deep balls too."

I took off for the goal post. This time I turned my head back to look for the ball when I got to the five yard line. The ball streaked over my shoulder and landed in my hands. I trotted into the end zone and spiked the ball.

I waited in the end zone. Eddie started throwing balls my way. All his throws were landing about ten yards short of the end zone. The coaches signaled for me to come back. They stopped me when I got to the fifteen yard line. I caught almost all the passes Eddie threw to me. Finally the coaches signaled for me to come back to them.

Eddie had a huge grin on his face when I got back to the group. The coaches and Zack Hayes were smiling too.

Coach Caffrey asked, "Kyle, I'd like you to come out for football this fall. I think you would make a good wide receiver. Our team can use someone with your speed. Are you interested?"

I asked, "I might be interested. What do I need to do?"

Coach Caffrey explained, "Try-outs start August 18th. Can you be there?"

I answered, "No coach, I'm sorry. I will be on a trip then. I don't get back until the 22nd."

Coach smiled, "I think I can hold off until the 23rd to make cut down decisions. Get to practice as soon as possible."

I said, "Thanks, Coach."

Eddie interrupted, "Coach, The trip is a scout trip. I won't be home until the 22nd either. Is that OK?"

Coach Caffrey laughed and said, "Sure. You have a nice arm, Fritz. But don't go thinking you're going to beat out Zack for starting quarterback on varsity though. Thanks for coming out and spending some time with us. We appreciate it."

The two coaches turned and headed back to the school. Zack Hayes stuck around to walk back to the locker room with Eddie and me.

Zack asked, "You're Will Henry's little brother aren't you?"

"Yes, well, he's my half-brother."

"You two are pretty good players. You could use some work on pass catching. I would like to work on pass route timing with you. Would you two be willing to work with Mike Wagner and me on Saturday afternoons this summer to practice?"

I said, "Sure thing."

Eddie had a huge grin on his face. "You bet, Zack. I appreciate you agreeing to help us."

I asked, "Can I ask you a question, Zack? Why are you doing this for us? We're just a couple of eighth graders?"

Zack said, "I think you have the potential to help out our team. Also I owe your brother for all the help he gave me two years ago on the last Algonquin trip. Let's just say I'm repaying an old debt."

We filed into the locker room and changed into our school clothes. When we were changed, Zack asked, "How are you guys getting home?"

"I guess we'll wait for the late bus," I said.

Zack suggested, "I can give you a ride home if you want. How about it?"

"Sure," "Sure thing, Zack."

Zack inquired, "I know where Kyle lives, where do you live, Eddie?"

"I live two doors down the street from Kyle," Eddie answered.

"Good. That's settled. Let's go guys," Zack said.

Zack drove the three miles from the school to my street in Paradise, Pennsylvania. He dropped both of us off in front of my house. We thanked him for the ride.

Eddie couldn't stop smiling. "Kyle, do you realize we're gonna make the football team? We haven't even finished eighth grade and the varsity football coach knows who I am and he came to recruit you to play for him. This is amazing."

"I know, Eddie, I'm stunned. I hadn't even thought about playing football. This is going to be so cool. I'll call you after dinner, I've got to go study for finals."

"See you later, Kyle," Eddie said as he walked down the sidewalk towards his house.

Chapter 2

I went to my room and emptied my backpack of school books on my desk. I took my history book and lay down on my bed, the bottom bunk of the bunk beds I shared with my younger brother Andrew. I opened the book up to chapter 12 and started studying.

I heard a moan coming from my brother's next door bedroom. I thought, 'Great. Another afternoon listening to my 18 year old brother have sex with his girlfriend Abby.' They had been driving me crazy ever since they decided I wasn't too little to overhear them having sex. Thirteen year old guys are horny enough without having to listen to other people have sex.

My history book got set aside while I dreamed. My cock inflated, turning hard as steel. I unzipped and pulled down my pants. I poured a dollop of hand cream on my hand and rubbed it all over my cock. I remembered what Cheryl looked like. She was on her hands and knees, those huge tits swinging wildly as I thrust my cock into her cunt. I gripped my cock firmly and slid my hand up and down my 5 1/2 inch cock. Thrusting into that juicy pussy, my hands on her hips. My hand rubbed my cock furiously.

The headboard of Will's bed was bouncing against the wall, thudding rhythmically. Abby let out a scream and Will grunted. I continued rubbing my cock. My feelings were building to crescendo. Pushing my hard cock into Cheryl. Almost there! My cock throbbed and pulsed. My cum squirted out, pulse after pulse. It made a big puddle on my chest. A little relief. Will and Abby finally got quiet.

My fantasy of fucking Cheryl was my favorite. Four years ago I sneaked out of bed one Saturday night and watched my brother Will fuck his girlfriend in the family room. I always got off when I imagined it was me, not my brother with her.

I desperately needed to get a girlfriend. If only I wasn't too chicken to call a girl up and ask for a date. I was pathetic. I resolved to talk to Julie Simpson tomorrow before math class. I've had a crush on her for months. I had eight more days to get up nerve to ask her out before school ended.

The next morning between classes, Eddie caught up with me. He asked, "You going to ask Julie out today?"

"I don't know. I guess."

"Just do it, Kyle. Stop being a weenie. Just go up and ask her for a date."

"Like you've ever asked a girl out," I retorted. We walked into the room and headed for our seats. Before I could sit down, Eddie gave me a shove that pushed me right in front of Julie. She looked up at me and smiled.

"Hi, Kyle. What's up?"

'Shit! The sneaky bastard. Time to go for it.' "Hi. Julie. Uh, I was wondering, um, would you like to go to a movie with me on Friday night?" Time stopped. 'What would she say? Am I a complete idiot? Why did I ask this beautiful girl to go out with a loser like me? Crash and burn time.'

"Sure. That sounds like fun, Kyle," Julie answered.

'Holy cow! She said yes! I have a date! My first. What the hell do I say now?' "grEAt," I squeaked. I hate the way my voice cracks all the time.

Julie asked, "What movie do you want to see?"

'Shit! I don't know what is playing. Now what?' I thought trying to come up with a plan. Finally I had it. "I'll bring the newspaper in on Friday. We can pick something out before this class."

Miss Finch called for everyone to sit down then. It was time for math class to start. I looked at Eddie and smiled. I mouthed the word 'Thanks.'

Just before dinner that night, I asked, "Mom. I'd like to take Julie Simpson to the movies on Friday night. Can you or Dad give us a ride?"

She said, "Sure, honey. Is this a group thing or is it just the two of you?"

"It's just the two of us, Mom."

Mom gave me a big hug. "I'm proud of you, son, you're growing up."

A few minutes later while the family was eating dinner, Will announced, "Abby and I are going out for pizza and a movie on Friday night. I won't be having dinner with the family."

Mom said, "Kyle asked a girl to go to the movies on Friday night. He needs a ride. Would you mind taking him and his date?"

Will said, "Sure. No problem."

I whined, "MOM! I can't go on a double date with Will. Not on my first date."

Mom answered, "Your dad needs one car that night. Will is using the other car. Either you go with Will and Abby or you can stay home."

"OK," I grumped.

Will added, "It'll be fine, Kyle. We'll get some pizza, you and your date go to your movie, Abby and I go to ours. It's that simple."

"Yeah. I guess." I said skeptically.

Later that night Will was in the basement doing his weights. I headed downstairs to talk to him. I asked, "Will, could you help me get started on weight training. I decided to try out for football in the fall and I thought it would help."

Will replied, "Sure thing, Kyle. It'll help on the Algonquin trip in Canada this summer too. The packs we have to carry up there are really heavy."

Will helped me work my way through some easy routines. I felt good, but sore when we were finished.

Will said when we finished putting the weights away, he said, "Kyle, I usually go for a run when I'm done. Are you coming too?"

"I guess," I stammered. 'Getting in shape is going to be harder than I thought.'

We headed down the street. I think Will was trying to take it easy on me, the pace wasn't too brutal. We did three miles. I never thought I could run so far. The last half mile, I fell further and further behind Will. He waited for me on the front porch.

Will said, "You did pretty good, little brother. You need..."

"I'M ALMOST AS TALL AS YOU WILL. I'M NOT LITTLE ANY MORE!" I screamed in his face.

Will didn't even blink. He smiled and said, "The operative word is 'almost, ' little brother. Now, the important thing with training is that you have to do this every day. Otherwise it won't do any good. Are you going to keep this up?"

"Yes. If I'm going to play football, I need to improve my strength and stamina. Otherwise, someone will hand me my head on a platter on the field."

"Good, Kyle. Keep this up, even after I leave for scout camp in two weeks. You do this all summer, you'll be in great shape by fall."

"Thanks for helping me, Will."

Chapter 3

Thursday before math, I stopped to talk with Julie. I told her about double dating with my brother and his girlfriend. She was cool with the idea.

Thursday night Will made me get all the packing done for our camping trip over the weekend. We had a shakedown training weekend at the local scout camp to help us get ready for our ten day trip to Algonquin Provincial Park in August. Our Venturer Crew, well my brother's Crew since I wasn't old enough to join for another month, did this trip every two years. It is canoeing and primitive camping in the lakes and pine forests of northern Ontario. This trip was going to be my brother's third time there. He loved the place. I hoped I enjoyed it as much as Will did.

Friday morning before math, Julie and I picked out the movie we were going to see. She gave me directions to her house and we agreed that Will and I would pick her up at 5:30.

Abby met Will and me at our house Friday evening. I sat in the back while Abby sat up front with Will. We drove the mile and a half to Julie's house and picked her up. I had to withstand five minutes of Q&A with her dad. I guess I answered his questions correctly. He wished us well as we left.

Will, Abby and Julie made small talk during the half hour drive to the strip mall on the west side of Lancaster. I just couldn't think of much to add to the conversation. Will parked near the pizza shop. Will and Abby held hands as they walked to the shop. I held my hand out to take Julie's hand. She seemed to hesitate at first, but then she held on.

We ordered our dinner. We sat talking while the pizza baked. It was marvelous to watch my brother in action. He was so natural and at ease around girls. I wished I could be half way as charming and gracious as him. Will and Abby held the conversation up while I stammered and occasionally added my thoughts. Julie seemed to be having fun though.

We headed to the movie theater at the other end of the mall around 6:45 pm. We bought our tickets and waited for the time for our showing. I bought some popcorn and sodas for Julie and me.

Julie and I found seats near the back. Before the lights went down, Will and Abby came into the theater and picked seats about three rows in front of us. I just couldn't get alone time tonight.

When the movie started up, I put my arm over Julie's shoulder. She snuggled up close to me. I took a deep breath, enjoying the aroma of her perfume. We cuddled through most of the movie, holding hands. She pulled in even closer during the climax of the movie. She turned her head towards me. I asked, "May I kiss you, Julie?"

She smiled and whispered, "I'd like that, Kyle." I turned my head a little and brought my lips against hers. We pressed them together. She smelled so sweet. Her lips were soft and moist. We separated for a few seconds and kissed again. I rubbed my hand across the side of her breast and opened my lips a little. I pushed my tongue against Julie's lips, seeking entry to her mouth.

Julie's eyes opened with shock and she jerked away from me. "Ewwww! Gross!" she exclaimed, "What the hell are you doing, Kyle?"

"What? I thought that is what I'm supposed to do when I kiss you."

Julie slid over on her seat as far from me as she could get. "I don't know you well enough for that, Kyle Martin. That was disgusting! Stay over there!"