Forget Me Not (Completed)

Football Day

At practice it rained hard, but no lightning so we continued. We were supposed to scrimmage today, then we had rough practices for the rest of the week until our school's homecoming game. We practiced and warmed up. Then we began the scrimmage. I was on the skins team. The coach was angry so we were playing no equipment. He always said "Real men play without helmets or pads." We were in warmup gear minus upper pads and my team was shirtless. Of course. I always get stuck on the skins team. It's so awkward.
The game starts and everyone is sliding in the mud. Someone throws me the ball and I start running towards the end zone. Then someone tackles me to the ground. In seconds we were a soaking pile squirming. Arms and legs flailing everywhere. I wasn't even sure if I still had the ball. The rain pounded down around us and I felt, for a moment, that everything was slow motion. Someone's toned chest was on top of my face at that point. I had a strange excited feeling; like I had a lot of caffeine. My eyes shot wide open. Uh oh! No not here! Not now! I tried desperately to squirm out of the pile but it was no use. Then the coach blew the whistle and we all started to get up. I had to use the ball to cover my... uh... you know what.
Thankfully my problem started to go away, and by the time the coach finished lecturing and needed the ball back I was in the clear. We practiced a little while longer running plays, and practicing getting the ball faster from a tackle, or how to dodge one entirely. We all piled into the dirty locker room. It smelled like sweat, and mildew. My mom asked me to shower at practice today so as not to stink up the car; I was not looking forward to that. The other team members began undressing to change back into school clothes. I found myself staring at Jack. He had a really muscular physique and I couldn't tear myself away. When I was younger in the locker rooms I stared at the other boys and thought, "I want to look like that," now that I did.... Why was I still staring? And why was I wondering what Benny would look like without a shirt? I think I'm falling apart. It's not like I'm gay. I have a girlfriend. I don't know I just....I just needed to see her again. That's it. I hadn't seen her in a few days, and I must just be all hyped up on sexual energy. Problem Solved.