I am a Fugitive from Another Galaxy–2

CHAPTER 5

The week dragged for Donald. True, he was totally involved from the moment he woke up until the second he went to sleep, but he was anxious about the big scrimmage Saturday morning. Several times he awoke in the middle of the night plagued with a painful erection from his dreams of Gina. He rubbed off several orgasms every day. Gina assured him she was matching him orgasm for orgasm. Neither could wait for the weekend. Then, suddenly the big day was here.

The scrimmage began with Joey at quarterback and Donald on the sidelines. Both coaches were on the field—this was primarily a teaching exercise. Joey drove the offense down the field before the drive stalled at the 15-yard line. Donald watched the plays that were called, imagining that he was one of the ends and seeing how he would run each of his routes. Then Central took over. They were a much bigger school and were a perennial powerhouse. The two teams never played during the season, but always scrimmaged beforehand. The two coaches, Gina had informed him, were college roommates and had remained close friends since graduation. In spite of his nervousness he turned and found her easily in the sparsely populated bleachers. She waved enthusiastically; he reciprocated, embarrassed by all the attention.

The scrimmage had gone through two quarters when Joey called to the coach. They were in active and heated discussion for almost a minute and when they broke Coach Allen called, “Dugan…get out here for Davidson. Dwight, take a break.” Donald was so nervous he almost forgot his helmet. Now it was time for me to take over. I steadied his nerves and helped him pay attention as Joey called the plays. He played only a minor role in the first two—a run to the opposite side and a screen pass in which he was a decoy. Finally, his number was called—a slant route over the middle. The ball was snapped, he took two quick steps forward before turning and sprinting over the middle of the field. Joey hit him in mid stride and Donald caught the ball just before he was blindsided by the middle linebacker. Even I was surprised that Donald was able to hold onto the ball for an eight yard gain and a first down.

Donald was a bit woozy when he walked back into the huddle. Again, I steadied him; Joey called the next play, a run to the left for which Donald would be a key blocker. The play called for him to head directly for the middle linebacker, but I saw a way to gain an extra advantage. Donald veered left as if to run a route before turning quickly and taking the linebacker off his feet. Central’s coach complained once the play was over about the viciousness of the hit which had taken the All-County star completely by surprise.

“I didn’t hear you complain when the hit went the other way, Steve…just the breaks of the game,” Coach Allen called out. Donald was received with several smiles when he went back into the huddle. The rest of his fifteen plays took him away from the linebacker, but they shook hands once the game was over.

“That was a hell of a hit you gave me. How long you been playing?”

“Yours was pretty good, too. I don’t know how I held onto the ball. I’m only in ninth grade so I’ve been playing about two weeks.” The older boy shook his head in dismay. They shook hands again and wished each other well during the season.

Donald turned around to find Gina behind him. “Oh, Donnie you played so well. I’m so proud of you.” And then below her breath she whispered, “And I can’t wait to get you alone tonight. My folks are going out and they said you could come over to keep me company and protect me. I already cleared it with your folks.” She reached up and kissed him right on the field.

“Okay, Dugan enough of that. No wonder Joey wanted you in the game; seeing his sister, eh? You did pretty good, though—better than I thought you would. I’ll let you know once I see the films. Okay, get cleaned up.” Donald took Gina’s hand and walked toward the locker room. It was ten minutes later that he returned, barely dressed in shorts and a tee, still dripping from his hasty shower. He and Gina waited at Joey’s truck until he appeared.

“Great job, Donnie,” Joey called from the edge of the parking lot. ‘I loved that hit you delivered on Conroy. I’ve been trying to get back at him since he leveled me on a blitz last year.” He held up his fist for a knuckle bump. Donnie responded in kind and they climbed into the truck. Gina held his hand the entire way home. Once there she ran into her home to tell her parents all about the scrimmage and how Joey and Donnie had starred.

“I don’t know about being a star, Mrs. Provano. I made one or two good plays. Joey was the real star,” Donnie said modestly, but Gina shook her head, “Don’t believe him, Mom. Even Joey said he did great. You should have seen how he knocked that Conroy on his butt. Right, Joey?”

“It was a hell of a hit. I loved the expression on his face. How’d you get the idea to run away from him first? That caught him totally by surprise. That was the highlight of the whole scrimmage.” Joey was grinning ear to ear. They went inside and to the patio out back for some burgers and dogs.

“Now, don’t be bashful, Donnie,” Mr. Provano said, “You get in here and help yourself. You need a lot of food to steel yourself for the ordeal ahead.” Gina looked at Donald and laughed; Donald couldn’t have been redder. He had always thought that some things were meant to be private. Now his whole relationship with Gina was out in the open. Joey came up behind him and put him into a head lock. He was rescued by Gina’s mom, “Now leave Donnie alone. He’s obviously not used to this kind of bantering.” Then turning to the embarrassed boy she continued, “Don’t let this bother you, Donnie. We wouldn’t tease you like this if we didn’t like you a lot. Gina obviously feels even stronger about you, but her dad and I think the world of you, too. Joey…well, just ignore him. Now, let’s eat before everything gets cold.” She turned him over to Gina who led him to the table. There were at least a dozen burgers and another six hot dogs along with his favorite potato salad.

“Recognize that, Donnie? Your mom gave mine the recipe this morning. I hope it’ll be okay.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Provano. That was really kind of you to go through all that work for me.”

“Don’t be silly, Donnie. According to Gina you’re practically family. Oh, now I’ve embarrassed you again.” She hugged Donald and kissed his cheek. “What you have to worry about is when we stop teasing you. As long as you’re being teased you’re okay. Now, dig in.”

Gina took his plate and scooped three big spoonfuls of potato salad for him. Then she took two burgers, added lettuce and tomato and some ketchup before leading the befuddled boyfriend to the table. “Sit down, darling I’ll be right back.” She had gone before Donald even realized what she had called him. She returned a minute later with her own plate while her mom gave them each a Coke in an ice-filled glass. Donald relaxed and ate while Gina rubbed his thigh—a promise of wonderful things to come.

He and Gina spent the afternoon lounging around in the back yard until Joey called to Donald about a football game on TV. He was reluctant to give up his privacy with Gina, but she pulled him to his feet reminding him that they’d have all night together.

“All night?”

“Oh, didn’t I tell you—you’re sleeping over…in my room…with me. I hope we get some sleep.” She pulled his head down for a quick kiss before leading him into the den to join her brother and father. Soon Donnie was critiquing the routes and blocking by the ends along with Joey and his dad. He was in his element, using his brain—actually my brain—to analyze the play. Despite his involvement he constantly paid attention to Gina, holding her hand and even kissing her cheek when she wasn’t kissing his.

Around four Mrs. Provano popped her head in to remind her husband that they had to dress for their engagement. Joey also left to prepare for his date leaving Donald and Gina alone. It took her less than five seconds to pull him into a long hot kiss, her tongue demanding as it wrapped around his. Her hand found his cock and five seconds later it was as hard as granite. “Mom and Dad are leaving around five o’clock and Joey is leaving around 5:30 then it’s up to the bedroom for us. I can hardly wait.”

“Me neither, but how’d you get my folks to let me stay over? Heck, how’d you get your folks to agree?”

“They both know we’re having sex together so there’s no big deal. My parents probably won’t be home until after two in the morning and Joey maybe even later. They don’t want me to be alone even with the alarm set. I don’t want to be alone either; I want to be with you and I’m going to be…all night.” She snuggled up to him then unsatisfied, crawled onto his lap while they watched the game wind down.

Her mom and dad popped in to say goodbye before leaving for their function, apparently a bar association dinner followed by dancing and a lot of politicking—something her dad seemed to enjoy much more than her mom. Joey stopped by a bit later, kidding his sister to be good and Donnie to be better. He laughed and hustled out to his truck for his date. Donald and Gina were alone in the big house. They were silent; there was no need for words. Gina looked deeply into his eyes, rose from the couch and pulled him after her. They raced to her room.

Gina closed the door even though there was no need and pulled her young lover into her embrace. She pulled back a few inches, held his head and looked again into his eyes, “I’ve waited all week for this. My doctor told me it would be safe so no condom. I can’t wait to feel your cock in my pussy and your cum exploding into me. My mom told me it feels great. C’mon let’s get undressed then I want to try something else before we make love.” She pulled Donnie’s shirt over his head and undid his belt in seconds. His shorts and boxers fell to the floor; his sneakers were kicked off in an instant. Donald turned his attention to Gina. He lifted her chin for a quick, but tender, kiss as he slowly unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it off her smooth shoulders. He reached around her to unsnap her bra. Impatient to begin she dropped her own shorts and panties to the floor. She finally led Donald to the bed.

“I’m sure you’ve seen oral sex in porn. My mom told me how special it can be so I want to do it to you. You don’t have to do it to me if you don’t want.”

“Remember what I said about selfish and immature? If it’s something that gives you pleasure I want to do it. You’ll have to tell me what feels good so I know exactly what to do…okay? I think I might have been lucky the first time.” Gina smiled and nodded her agreement as she slipped to her knees in front of Donnie and sat him on the side of the bed. She led with her tongue, wrapping it around his shaft and washing it thoroughly. She took him into her mouth; Donald thought the feeling was incredible. No wonder it looked so appealing in porn movies, but he was troubled. He needed to do something for Gina.

“Uh…how about a 69? That way I can take care of you, too.” He leaned back onto the bed pulling Gina up with him. She jumped on top of him. “Oof,” he in said response feigning a horrendous injury, but Gina knew he was only teasing her, getting even for what he had endured all day. She settled in, her cute cunt placed exactly over his chin as she attacked his throbbing organ. Donald began by licking her thighs. He didn’t think he had ever felt anything so smooth. He moved his mouth to her labia. He’d done a lot of research on the female anatomy during the last week. It was as enlightening for me as it was for him. I helped him by reminding him of all the information he had accumulated. Gina had managed to get all of his organ into her mouth as he pushed his tongue into her tight little tunnel. He fucked her there for almost a minute before remembering about her clit.