When Football is Life

Chapter 18: Game Changer

In class a few days later, my phone lit up on my desk for a text message. I looked to see that it was from Devon. I had been having sex with him on the down low everyday since the talk with Brett. 

Devon: I'll massage u if u massage me tonite after the game

Me: fine w/ me

After class, I caught the bus to training room. Boomer was sitting on the table waiting for me. 

"Sup, Boomer?" I asked, setting my bag on the counter. 

"I need to be rolled out." Boomer said. 

I walked over to the cabinet and took out the rolling stick. 

"How are things?" Boomer asked as I walked back over to him. "Do I need to kick Brett's ass?" 

I chuckled as I began with his right arm. "No need, thanks though."

"I always got your back," Boomer smiled. "you're my favorite."

"Yeah? That means a lot coming from The Boomer." I joked. 

"Since you're single, you ever think about giving me a shot?" He asked. 

"Um," I said slowly as I continued to work on his huge left arm and shoulder. "Boomer, you know I didn't date football guys before Brett. And I was hesitant with him."

"I understand," Boomer sighed. "it's because I'm fat."

"No," I laughed. "I'd much rather have you as a friend. You see how me and Brett are now? I don't want that with you." 

"You're so great, Al." Boomer smiled. "This next guy will be so lucky."

"Aw, Boomz," I said, kissing his cheek. "you're my favorite."

That night, after the basketball game, I drove over to Devon's apartment. I walked in and went straight to his room and closed the door behind me. 

"Hey." He got up from his bed and towered over me. He brought me into a hug and grabbed my butt as I looked up to receive a wet kiss from him. 

"Good win." I smiled. 

"Thanks for your support," Devon smiled and went to lay back on his bed. "alright, let's get to it." He sighed as he laid on his stomach. 

I took my shoes and jacket off and crawled onto his back and sat on his back. I began to massage him at his shoulders first, then his shoulder blades and eventually his lower back and sides. 

"God, you're so good at this." He sighed. 

"Thanks." I said. I repeated the movements three times until he turned over and put his hands on my legs. 

"You're turn." He said as he flipped me over onto my back and then turning me over onto my stomach. 

Devon mimicked everything I had done to him, except he took my shirt and sweatpants off and massaged my thighs as well. I had to admit that everything he did felt good. It was nice being the one who received the massages. 

I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to Devon entering himself into me from behind. 

"That sure as hell woke you up." Devon chuckled as he lifted me up by my hips and thrust himself deeper into me. He pounded me harder and harder as I tried to keep my moaning to a minimum. 

I thought he was almost done as his thrust began to slow down, so I let out a sigh. Then he began to thrust three times faster until he ended with a deep sigh and laid out beside me trying to catch his breath.