My Adventures on the Soccer Team

My name is Noah, and I have always struggled with my sexuality, especially when I was a young teenager. This was an especially major concern of mine when I finally reached high school and joined the soccer team. Being on the boy’s soccer team, I was around a lot of other teenaged boys, playing and sweating together. During this time, I really began to wonder whether I liked boys rather than girls.

It all began when soccer season did. Being on the team, I was obliged to travel with the other boys for matches, juggling my school work on top of daily practice and my match schedule. But despite that, each one of us on the team made sure to train extremely hard, and because of that, we just kept winning our matches.

Unfortunately though, that also meant that we had to keep traveling further and further out as we continued winning and made a beeline toward nationals. Before long, we were spending whole weekends away from home, practicing against other teams and playing matches while staying at random hotels out in the Californian desert.

This, combined with the pressure of schoolwork, was almost too much for most of the boys on the team, and it showed in many different ways. Fights broke out in the hotels, and arguments were had on the bus before big games. Often, the occupants of the hotels we stayed at would make several noise complaints, as boys roughhoused in their rooms and ran up and down the corridors in the wee hours of the night.

That was not the only way the boys vented their stress, however. Being in the road, far away from girls our own age, sexual tensions reached a breaking point as the stress from trainings and matches threatened to crack us.

I still remember the first night it happened. As we often did, there was a couple of us just hanging out together in the same room even though only two boys shared a room with each other. That night, there was Isaac, a junior, Josh, a sophomore, and the two owners of the room, me and Logan, both freshmen.

Since Logan and I often bunked together in the same room while traveling, I had come to learn quite a bit about him. Apparently, he’d been playing soccer all his life and was quite the star player in middle school. Unfortunately, his transition to high school soccer hadn’t been quite smooth, and he was now arguing with the sophomore, Josh, about a missed shot he made during the last match.

“Shut up,” Logan was telling Josh. “Just because you hang out with the seniors all the time doesn’t mean you can talk to me like that!”

“Actually, I can, and I’ll treat you however I want.” Josh smirked. “Maybe if you stop missing wide open kicks then the team would finally stop treating you like the loser you are!”

Logan jumped to his feet, eyes wide with anger at the comment. He wasn’t afraid of Josh, I knew that. Logan’s skin was tanned from countless hours under the sun, and his lanky frame was leanly built with a thin layer of firm muscle from the endless drilling he’d been subjected to since he was just a child.

Josh, meanwhile, was a sophomore, and wasn’t about to let a freshman punk him like that. He too got to his feet, and stared defiantly at Logan. Immediately, I knew that if nothing was done, the two would break out into a fight. I didn’t want that; Logan was my friend, and if he got hurt, it would be my fault for not trying to stop him.

“Hey, maybe let’s just calm down for a bit.” I cut in, standing between the two. “Maybe we’re all just tired from practice today. Why don’t we chill out for a bit and do something instead?”

“Good idea.” Isaac said from across the room. He was laying on the bed, my bed, idly playing with his phone. “I’m bored as fuck, lets all watch some TV instead or something.”

With a temporary truce having been formed, both Josh and Logan returned to the bed sitting down on opposite corners as I squeezed up next to Isaac, who had picked up the TV remote.

“Alright, lets see what’s on TV.”

Turning on the TV, it only took Isaac a couple of minutes of flicking through the channels before we finally stumbled upon one of those late night TV channels.

“Woah.”

Both mine and Logan’s mouth must’ve dropped open as a gorgeous set of tits appeared on the screen. The upperclassmen, meanwhile, were cheering and whooping happily.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Isaac laughed and clapped his hands.

“S-Should we be watching this?” I nervously stammered.

“Yeah.” Logan added. “What i-if coach decides to check on us and he catches us watching… this?”

“Don’t be such a fucking wuss.” Josh snickered, obviously happy to take a shot at Logan after their earlier argument. “What, you telling me you both don’t like pussy?”

Isaac chuckled, rubbing the front of his shorts as his eyes fixed on the screen. “Huh, sounds about virgin to me.”

“Or gay.”

The two older boys laughed as I felt my heart skip a beat. At this point, I often struggled with my own sexuality, and found some boys cute as I nursed innocent crushes on them. I always wished to be rid of this strange attraction I often had, however, and never wanted anyone else to find out about it, let alone the older boys on my soccer team. And so, I kept my mouth shut. Logan, meanwhile, was fuming quietly, too distracted watching the steamy sex scene onscreen to come up with anything smart or witty to fire back against the upperclassmen.

“Ohhh…” The girl on TV moaned as a man kissed her pink, erect nipples tenderly.

I was spellbound. While I had obviously seen my share of pornography before on the internet, seeing something like this on TV with your friends was a whole new experience, and I was lost in a hypnotic trance as I watched the man begin to fuck the woman on TV, who at this point was screaming in pleasure.

The sound of rustling clothes finally broke me out of my trance, and I turned to look to the two older boys beside me, who were now completely naked on the bed and playing with their fully erect cock.

“Isaac!” I gasped in shock. “Josh!”

“What?” The two said in unison, slightly irritated.

I wasn’t able to answer. The porn on TV, and now the sight of my teammates naked on the bed right next to me was too much, and I could only open and close my mouth as if trying to mouth words. Logan, meanwhile, who was sitting next to me, was slightly less shocked but still silent.

“What, never seen another boy naked before?” Josh scoffed, shaking his hips up toward both me and Logan. His erect cock flipped and flopped back and forth. “Don’t worry boys, if you stay on the team you’ll be seeing a lot more of me real soon.”

“Don’t be a fucking prude man,” Isaac laughed, giving me a playful push and pat on the crotch. “I mean it’s not like you can say you aren’t turned on too.”

I looked down at the tent at my own crotch, and for the first time realized that I too was sporting a huge stiffy in my shorts.

“Ohhh, I bet it was her tits that did it huh!” Josh laughed, making slurping noises with his tongue.