Matt fixed his short cropped hair in the mirror, nervously.

Zack smirked at his best friend, “Nervous about gettin’ your dick waxed? Aw, is this your first time?” He mocked jokingly, having seen Matt hook up on a regular basis until a few months ago.

“Fuck you.” The broad shoulders tensed uncomfortably as he moved to his tie, “Man, I feel ridiculous.”

“And you look ridiculous.” Zack continued, fixing his own tie.
“Hey short shit, you got room to talk. At least I’m not wearing a fucking bow tie.” He chuckled darkly. His stomach was tied in a series of uncomfortable knots. Matt knew this night would be nerve wracking, but he had no idea it would be this bad.

“She’s...gonna give it up, right?” The shorter man put the finishing touches on his own hair, “Like, she’s given you clues and stuff?”
Matt made a face like his cornerback was speaking Greek, “Of fucking course she is, dude. I wouldn’t be wearing this shit unless I was absolutely sure.”
“Yeah, glad I don’t have to worry about that shit.”

The huge quarterback rolled his eyes as they grabbed their jackets and headed for the limo parked outside, “Whatever. At least I'm not pussy-whipped like you are.”
“Hey, I get it whenever I want it. If that means I do whatever she says, I’m in.” Zack wagged his eyebrows as they climbed in the back.

The two boys made small talk about the away game the following week, and were soon joined by two more of their football buddies--Brian and Johnny--before they eventually arrived at Victoria’s parents' place. The boys all patted Matt on the back with smirks on their faces.

“Go get ‘em, tiger.” Brian good gamed him and Matt cleared his throat. He just rolled his eyes again as the others gave similar encouragements.

Matt rang the doorbell and was soon greeted with the worried face of Tori’s father. He stood face to face with the tall quarterback and shook his hand.
“Come on in, boys.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“The girls ready?” Johnny grinned.
Her father chuckled, “Of course not.”
They all laughed when they could hear the multitude of giggling upstairs. He eventually thundered, “Victoria, girls, your dates are here!!!”

Her mother rushed down the stairs first, smiling at Matt as she told him how handsome he looked, “The girls look so pretty, they’re almost done!” She clapped excitedly and went to find her camera.

Matt couldn’t wait to hop back in the limo and take a swig of the hidden liquor stashed there. He wasn’t accustomed to being nervous. He led a championship football team in the middle of it’s second undefeated season, yet this made him anxious?? When his gaze drifted up the stairs, though, it all suddenly seemed worth it.

There she was. His girlfriend. Bright purple hair perfectly styled and curled and cascading over her strong, bare shoulders. Her satin dress halter topped around her neck, outlining the large bust that called to his gaze--straight down to his crotch. His green-golden eyes widened as they drifted down to her tiny waistline and curvy hips. Eventually he got a grip on himself and looked back up into her eyes. They were a dark violet, accented by the lighter shades she always wore, and right now they were trained on him and shamelessly giving him the once...twice...three times over. A sassy hand at her hip, she walked the rest of the way down the stairs and put her hand in his.

“Don’t you look handsome.” Tori’s skin tingled when the comment made him blush and those gorgeous dimples come out. His dyed black hair was cropped short, just long enough to style a little. His tux fit well, showing off his broad shoulders and trim waist. She’d seen what lay beneath--the rippling muscles that flexed under her fingers or whenever he reached back for that perfect throw, pigskin nestled firmly in his large right hand.

He cleared his throat, trying to think of something to call her other than smoking hot, right in front of her parents, “You look absolutely beautiful, Victoria.”

His friends scoffed out insults vaguely veiled with fake coughs, but then shut up when their own dates walked down the steps. The boys all put on the girls’ corsages and were then herded to the back yard for pictures by Tori’s mother.

Matt couldn’t help but remember just how far he’d gotten since the beginning of the season. They’d started making out at a party just before school started. She was somewhat of an outsider to their jock friends--more emo than preppy--but she had somewhat of a reputation, and she was knock down gorgeous, so he’d taken her upstairs. Half of a crazy frustrating hour later, he’d found out that despite her reputation--she didn’t go all the way. She was a virgin. And apparently, wanted to stay that way at least a little while longer. That night, and all the other nights they’d made out, they each found other ways to climax. She really was perfect for his situation, but as the weeks wore on they both became more and more frustrated. Despite technically being a virgin, Tori was a complete and utter, very experienced, tease. But after a couple months of dating--exclusively, mind you--she finally started hinting that Homecoming would be the end of their “dry” spell.

Despite the fact that she wasn’t anything like the other girls the other guys dated, she eventually fit in. It had taken her awhile, given that she got along much better with the guys, but the girls figured out they kind of had to be friends with her if she was dating the star quarterback.

Matt kissed her cheek as her mother clicked away, only so he could husk in her ear, “You won’t regret this, Tor. You’ll get the royal treatment from me all evening, including tonight when I get that dress off of you.”

She blushed beautifully, trying to seem put together in front of her parents. She gave him a naughty look from under her lashes as his hazel eyes flashed.

Tori had known what it would take to keep the athlete’s attention. While she’d never really been one to go after jocks, when she wound up with his full attention at that party, she figured why the hell not. If he didn’t stick around for the ride, he didn’t deserve her anyway. So she’d spelled it out for him: she was waiting for the “right guy, the right moment”.

He definitely held her attention: he had a fantastic tongue and as she’d found out that first night, an enormous, gorgeous cock. And hands. God, those hands. Two of those fingers inside her always made her come. About a month in, in the backseat of his truck and after she’d sucked his cock, Matt asked her to be his girlfriend officially. After he’d been tested, she stopped insisting on condoms when she went down on him. They got a little closer and went on dates and actually started enjoying one another’s company outside the bedroom. Her parents, even her father, had grown used to him. His parents had finally accepted her and her weird hair and wardrobe choices. Tori contemplated waiting until prom, but eventually accepted there was no way she could deny his wonderful body for that long.

Brian’s parents were the “cool parents” that year, agreeing to skip town and let all the kids party there after the dance so they wouldn’t be driving drunk. The previous night had been a nice kick off to the weekend--a nail-biting, crowd-rousing, adrenaline-rising win over their rivals from the next town over.

“Alright, where’s the fuckin’ booze, I need a drink.” Victoria stated nonchalantly the minute they climbed in the limo. The girls all giggled like she’d said a joke, and the guys all shook their heads and smiled. Zack pulled out the bottle of cheap vodka and handed it to her. She took a swig and handed it to Matt, who was grinning proudly at her.

They all had a couple drinks out of the bottle before they arrived at the hotel venue where the dance was held every year. All holding hands with their dates, they arrived to many glances from their classmates along with some hellos.

The night began with everyone getting a bite to eat, but quickly veered towards the dance floor. Matt knew what was expected of him as the star quarterback, and as the music started, he held out his hand to his girl. Everyone else had been waiting for the star athlete to make his move, so once they started dancing, the floor filled with other couples.

The tall male was happy to have her all to himself again. His hand firmly grasped her lower back, holding her close to feel her up against him, but also to hold on to some sort of control that he was supposed to have for the next couple of hours before they got to Brian’s house. She felt his pants stir and gazed up into his striking eyes. They, along with those damn dimples, were all the entire female population of the high school could talk about. He knew this, and often used them to get his way.



Matt felt the same way about her beguiling amethyst gaze. It could make him wait for a fucking year if he had to. It was hauntingly beautiful and matched her so well. He just about fucking died whenever she’d look up at him when his cock was in her mouth. He usually had to look away, just to build up the stamina he’d need to bed her. Otherwise, he would’ve always come in a hot second. She no doubt thought he had natural stamina, built on years of fucking cheerleaders. Little did she know, little did they all know, that he was just like her.

Matt had figured out at a young age how to use smoke and mirrors to pull of the idea that he got it whenever he wanted it. His reputation had been carefully carved from fallacy that he was a stud that had slept with half the school. Truth was, he’d been waiting for the right girl. And fuck was she her.
While he really had kept hoping every time they messed around that it would end in getting to finally fuck her, some part of Matt was glad that she kept waiting. It gave him more time to build up some tolerance. So he tried to lengthen their make out sessions in various ways, which usually meant more of her pleasure, and he constantly edged himself--waiting until his parents were gone to have hour long jerk off sessions to internet porn. By the time Homecoming came around, he was very confident in himself even if nervous as all fucking hell. She would have the time of her life tonight if it killed him.

“Every guy in this room is jealous of me right now, you know that right?” He smiled.
Victoria smiled back, loving how much he still towered over her even when she was in heels, “Just like every woman is jealous of me.” He’d taken off his jacket, his well fitting vest further accenting those shoulders she loved so much. His shirt was black, with a purple vest and tie to match her. She shamelessly let her fingers dance down to his asscheek and squeezed, “And they’re all staring at your fine ass.”
Matt laughed and shook his head at her. She constantly complimented his appled butt, which he couldn’t help but love. She patted it when he walked by just as often as he did the same to her.

An hour later, the group was buzzed, sleeves had been rolled up, ties loosened, heels gone. The dancing went back and forth between fun, upbeat hip hop favorites that had everyone dancing together, to hip-grinding r&b, to slow dancing. The guys agreed that they’d had enough and the girls were more than ready to agree. They all drank and laughed in the limo on the way to Brian’s. Once in the door, Brian knew he had to actually start the party despite how much all of them wanted to hole themselves away in bedrooms and fuck. So the boys hurriedly got drinks and music situated and soon lots of others had arrived and the party no longer needed attending.

Matt hooked his arm around his girlfriend’s waist to get her attention. Only giving her a sweet smile, hers faded as she looked up at him. Her eyes searched his for a moment before he bent to brush his lips to hers. When he pulled away, Tori gave him a shy smile, lacing their fingers together before he led the way upstairs.

The second the door was closed, Matt had a hormone driven female attached to his front and leading him into bed. Fully expecting to have to take the lead, he tried to recover as he scooted back onto the bed. Her heated kiss was pressed firmly against his lips, tongue searching his out as he leaned back against the headboard. Victoria had ridden her dress up so she could straddle her huge hunk of a man, fiddling with his shirt buttons. Matt groaned into her mouth, one hand at her back as he stopped her movements with the other.

“Tor…” His serious, green gaze met hers and she didn’t reply, just waited for him to continue, wondering why on earth he would stop her right now. Matt cleared his throat awkwardly, “I...I wanted you to know before we do this…” He huffed to himself, not sure how to tell her. Steeling his resolve, he confidently held her gaze and just came out with it, “I’ve never done this before, either.”

Victoria all out laughed, “Matt, that’s ridiculous. You know I don’t care that you’ve been with other girls. It’s okay--”
Matt’s brow furrowed and he put both hands at her back to bring her ever so slightly closer, “I’m not messing around, Tori. I’ve gone to a lot of trouble my entire high school career to make it seem like I’m not a virgin, but I am.” He touched her cheek with a finger before putting it under her chin to further raise her beautiful face towards his, “I’ve also just waited for the right girl. I’ve never really been interested in the girls I’ve messed around with. But you...I knew you were different from that very first night, whether you had given it up or not.”

Her heart melted at his words. There was something extremely carnally satisfying that he had waited for her, that he was about to give her something that he deemed important, just as she was to him. She smiled sweetly back at him, which made his serious look fade and his dimples appear, “Thanks for telling me, Matt. Couldn’t have been easy…” Her fingers started at his buttons again as his lips claimed hers. His thick fingers worked at the zipper at her lower back until he was helping lift it over her head. Her breasts were fantastic and now they were practically in his face. He never tired of all the ways she let him play with them. While they were still pushed up to high heaven, he buried his face in her cleavage as she giggled. His hazel eyes danced when he looked back up at her, reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. When that was out of the way, he paused--teasing her with what he was going to do next. Lowering his head, he pulled her tight against his chest as he gently suckled her nipple into his mouth. Tori petted his hair in encouragement, whimpering as she ground her pelvis against his growing erection that was currently trapped in his slacks. His other large hand had abandoned her back for palming her other breast.

“You...have way too many clothes on.” Victoria put a small hand to his thick chest, pushing him back against the head board as she slithered down his body. Matt squirmed when she unbuttoned the slacks and licked up the underside of his attentive cock.

“Tor…” He moaned, leaning his head back when she sucked on his head. Threading his fingers into her curled hair, Matt inhaled sharply when most of his hard on disappeared into her mouth, “Fuck, honey...c’mon...not tonight…”

She kissed up his abs and bare chest and neck until her tongue was in his mouth again, “Why not, Matty?”
He tried to breathe normally, “I don’t want to come too early.” He affectionately touched her hair, “I want to make sure you’re extremely satisfied, and you give great head--so if you don’t stop, I’m not going to last.”

Tori giggled cutely, “We have all night, Matt. And I know that your second round isn’t that far behind your first when you’re worked up enough.”

Which was always.

“Uhhh,” He had no logical reply to that, so he just let her go back to what she was doing. After all, this would give him plenty of time to work her through a couple of orgasms while he was on deck. So this time he didn’t hold back, didn’t stop himself from looking into her eyes when she glanced up at him--his hard member slipping in and out of her lips quickly and hotly.
“Fuckin’ A, Tor--damn--” Matt’s balls began to tighten and the heat inside began to build and spread, his skin tingling already. She grabbed his sac just firmly enough and he spasmed, holding onto the bed frame and the sheets as he came in her mouth.
It was fucking glorious.
She never swallowed. Ever. She let him come on her tits, her tummy, every now and then her mouth but she spit it out. Sometimes she just liked watching him rub one out in front of her and coming on whatever was there--the bed, the floor, the car, the football field once. But this time, he could feel the back of her throat contract as he continued to come and she continued to swallow. Good god, that felt amazing.

His moans and the way his enormous body tightened and released under her were more than enough reward for her, but the second he was done, Tori found herself shoved back into sheets--his wonderful body over hers. His kiss was frantic, needy, as his mouth sought hers, hands searching and laying claim to her. Sitting up on his knees, Matt finished taking off his shirt.

Victoria stared as she always did--at his hulking shoulders, thick pecs, bulging biceps, ripped abs. But what she was sure she would never, ever get tired of for the rest of time, was how good he was at going down on her. Separating her thighs, he dove in like he needed her juices to live--tongue licking and lips sucking and teeth lightly nibbling so perfectly it’s like he’d been built just for this specific activity. Tori shivered and whimpered at his touches as he went just slow enough to build her up. He’d gotten to know her bodily clues fairly well, and just when he knew she couldn’t take anymore, he kept his tongue at her clit and entered two meaty fingers into her.
“Matty! Oh god--” She came as she clung back to a pillow, welcoming the waves of pulsating awesomeness that coursed through her and calmed her momentarily.

Humming quietly with a satisfied grin on her lips, Victoria’s hands immediately went into his hair as he kissed up her tummy. Both her nipples wound up in his mouth next, one long after the other as he made her simmer again. His eyes were beginning to change again from teasing and playful to dark and lustful, meeting her gaze as he licked and sucked at her breast.



“Matt--” she reached down for him, dying to have him inside her.
He grinned wide and broke away from her chest, playfully slapping at her hand, “Not yet, baby.” He raised up on his knees from between her legs just so she could stare for a moment as he ran his fingers through his hair. His giant cock still lay soft and satisfied--but he knew full well she still liked to look at it. Climbing off the bed, he took his time taking off the rest of his clothes, making sure that he was faced away from her when the material of his slacks were teasingly slid off to reveal his sweet ass.



Tori giggled lightly, turning onto her side to watch him. She propped her head up on an elbow, cocking her hip just right to accentuate her curves to him. Once he was completely naked, he finally turned around--his hazel orbs locking with hers as he climbed back on the bed over her, lying her back so he could settle over her. His strong lips found her neck and she gasped when he complimented the light touch of his kiss on her skin with a firm hand cradling her neck. She loved his strong hands, and he knew this.

When she moaned this time, his cock stirred with interest, which made him groan with want. Sitting back on his feet, he put on another display for her--his entire body there for her to stare at. Taking his cock in his large hand, Matt started stroking languidly--leaning his head back as he got harder and harder. Raising his head when he was at full mast, his half-lidded eyes looked down at her to fully take her in before they forged ahead.

As much as they’d done together before, they were rarely fully naked together. In fact, now that he thought about it, they’d never both been fully naked at the same time. He’d thought about this moment, though, so many times. Jerking off as he pictured her laid out under him, surrendering herself to him, coming around him. Now it was real and actually about to happen. The thought that he was most likely about to hurt her came back to his mind. He hated that thought, but he knew that was just going to be part of the deal.

With his other hand, he reached between her legs to make sure she was plenty wet and properly lubricated. His dick throbbed as he wondered what it would feel like to be buried in her wetness. Tori waited patiently as her chest rose and fell with her labored breathing. Watching him get hard in his own hand was the best porn she could ask for--especially while he sat there over her stark naked.

Leaning back over her, Matt gazed at her in the dark light as he pressed himself to her entrance. Choking back a groan when he was met with resistance he wasn’t expecting, he pushed gently forward until he was buried to the hilt in her silky, warm, wet core.

Fucking christ, it was absolutely the best feeling in the universe. Whimpering, he held himself there as he tried to adjust to the wonderful shots of pleasure coursing through his entire body.

Victoria choked back a cry, eyes clenched closed as her fingernails dug into his broad shoulders. Matt held himself up on his elbows, fingers caressing her hair as his lips kissed her lips, her cheeks, her tears.
“Baby...shhh…” He whispered, having no idea how to deal with all of it at once.
“Matt…” She cried softly, “Please move--it just hurts--”

He pulled back and pushed in, the sensation just about knocking him over as it made her gasp with pain. Matt made himself focus on her to back himself away from the finish line. Watching her intently, he did it again. She was still wincing, but she’d stopped crying and he felt her relax slightly. Burying himself again, he started a slow rhythm to see how she’d do with that.

Her eyes were closed, but her breathing evened out somewhat. Her cheeks flushed again and he kissed them, thinking of how beautiful it all made her.
“How’s this, Tor?” He whispered.
“Mmmm…” She murmured back, “Th-that’s n-not...so bad…” The pain had been replaced by just a feeling of fullness that let her relax further. When he barely quickened his pace, he swore he caught a slight smile at her lips. He grinned wide to himself when she barely whispered, “Yeah….like that…”
Fuck yeah.
Mentally fist pumping himself for getting her past the hard part, he focused on the next part--keeping up a good rhythm without coming.

Slowly, the feeling of fullness created a wonderful feeling that began to build. Overcome by how much it kept feeling better and better, Tori couldn’t keep her moans to herself or under control. Arching back, she panted and made noises that made Matt go faster. This ratcheted her up and over--igniting the explosion within her that had her tightening around him and shuddering under him.

“Oh, Tori, fuck--” Matt fought through it and somehow came out the other side when she was done. Blinking past the blinding pleasure that threatened, he slowed to a stop, kissing her lovingly as she came down.
“Matty, that was so amazing,” She gushed as she clung to him.
“That was so sexy, baby…”
“Do it again…”
“I’ll try, honey…” He mumbled from her neck, “Will you let me fuck you from behind? I’ll still be gentle, I promise.”

Victoria blushed with just how much she really wanted him to do that. She nodded with a shy smile, turning over when he pulled out. A little sore, it took her a minute to open her legs once she was on her tummy. She looked forward to when she could take him hard and fast on all fours, but that was not tonight.

Matt growled low in his throat once she was presented to him, hips thrust down so that her lower back curved towards the bed and her ass slightly up for him. He rubbed a hand over her asscheek in appreciation before finding her and gently taking her again. Fuck. He had no idea how he was supposed to make it through the rest of the school year. They were going to be at this morning noon and night every chance they got. As if he wasn’t fucking horny enough before…

After a slight sting at his re-entry, his thick cock spreading her wide and lighting all her nerves on fire had Victoria face planted into a pillow, moaning his name over and over.
“Faster.” She begged breathlessly.

Matt rolled his eyes back in his head as he picked up speed, her pussy stroking him closer to his inevitable end, “Fucking hell, Tori, jesus fuck--” He cursed, his hips snapping a little because he couldn’t help himself. It was almost too much for her, but felt divine at the same time as she was pushed to her limits in so many ways. Matt could feel his climax approaching and backed off just as she was almost there.

“Matty, don’t stop--”
“Sorry, babe, I’m too close--”
“I don’t care--”
“Well, I...do…” He chuckled as he made himself pull out, trying to get his breathing under control as he gasped for air, “Turn over.”

All thoughts of this taking all night, all thoughts of going really slow and looking her in the eyes as he came, all thoughts of saying the right thing and doing the right thing came to a halting end. He needed to finish this more than anything he’d ever needed in his life. He needed to come, he didn’t care about anything else--other than the fact that she came, too. One more for her would have to be enough.

Gathering her in his arms, Matt entered her one last time, hips immediately rolling fast and deep. Tori cried out as she held onto his big shoulders, biting down on one shoulder while he thrust quickly into her. She knew it would be fantastic, knew from her other experiences that this would feel good, but had no idea how to handle what was happening to her--what he was doing to her. His name echoed off the walls, soon followed by hers. His voice was low and raspy, growling into her ear as he pumped into her.

“Matty-I’m--oh god--” Victoria dug her nails into his back as she erupted around him, spasming hard and wet around his dick as she arched so far off the bed she was barely on it at all.
“Fuck, Tori--yeah...I’m coming--” Matt let her contractions pull his orgasm from him, his come spurting into her as her walls milked him for every single drop he was worth as he groaned loud and deep.

She ran her hands over his body and through his hair as he fell into her arms after--never wanting their moment to end or let go of her.

“Victoria…” He groaned in her ear, “You...that...was incredible…”
Tori kissed the hot skin of his neck and murmured in agreement, “Ya know...the sooner we go to bed, the sooner we can wake up and do it again.”

His head raised so that wide hazel eyes could meet hers, “You’re a genius, Tor.”

***

Notes

Damn...high school Matty...I have serious cougar issues...

The cornerback is the one that hikes the ball to the quarterback, so of course I'm over here imagining Matt hunched over Zack from behind with his hands between Z's legs waiting for the ball.... *rolls eyes at self*

But seriously...what is the love hate thing I have with football players!? I literally hate and love them at the same time....(this is a rhetorical question)

Hope you liked it and let me know if there's anything you wanna read next!