Chapter 2 2

SHANE (2009)

The stadium was roaring and chanting the name of our team.

"Jaguars! Winners! Champions!"

All 11 players on the Payson High School football team put on moronic smiles. We were euphoric. We are the winners. The game was tough and tense, but we did it.

If it goes on like this, by the end of the playing season, the state cup will be ours.

The boys and I were fooling around, jokingly pushing each other, and laughing with joy and pride. Cheerleaders were jumping around, chanting chants, and shouting that they love us.

Now the whole city loves us.

This evening was just the beginning. A whole night of debauchery and fun lies ahead. Could this fucking life be any better?

"Shane, you were on a roll today!"

Trisha walked over to me, wiggling her hips. She's only her first year in cheerleading, but I could see the way she looks at me when we practice. She's pretty, and I wouldn't mind getting naughty with her.

"Thanks, honey!"

I slapped her on the ass, and she laughed. Yes, the girls love it. She looked like she wanted more.

Well, I'm available tonight.

"Are you going to Ryan's party?" I asked.

Her eyes lighted up with hope, and she nodded quickly.

"Of course!"

"Then see you there. Find me!"

"Necessarily!" She replied.

I went to Ryan, who was making out with his girl. Melissa Wallace, whom Ray has been with since last spring. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and his hands were on her ass. They kissed in such a way that they were most likely licking each other's tonsils.

I was grimacing. I couldn't stand this bore. Even the fact that she was a cheerleader did not stop making her one.

Why the hell did my best friend decide he should have a permanent girlfriend in his senior year?

Who in their right mind does that?

It's like going to a place where there's a buffet and having one egg roll.

"Wallace, give the guy a break." I laughed.

I could clearly see her ass in short shorts, and I must say - the girl was lucky.

Once she heard my voice, Wallace jumped to the ground, and turned to me. Her cheeks turned pink, and I smirked to myself, "Yeah, I saw your ass."

"See you at the party."

Ray leaned down, quickly kissed her, and we headed towards the dressing rooms.

God, I hated what he's become with that chick! We used to hang out all the time, pick up girls, but now he takes Wallace with him almost everywhere he goes.

"What's with your face, Keller?" He threw his arm around my shoulders, smiling like a jerk.

That girl made him that way. His delight sometimes made me want to puke.

"I'm fine."

I scowled at him gloomily.

Ray sighed.

"Because of Mel, or what? When will you two become friends?"

He's fucked up if he believes it's possible.

"Never!" I grumbled.

He may be my best friend, but I don't have to like his woman.

"You know, if I didn't know, I would think that you want her."

"Go to hell!"

Ray laughed, slightly hitting my shoulder.

Yeah, sure - I want Wallace!

I don't give a rat's ass about her. There are thousands like her. He is the only one who doesn't see it.

She is pretty, of course. Maybe even beautiful, but there are enough beauties. Ray could have a new one every night if he didn't cling to Wallace.

"Want her". Hell, no. This guy is crazy!

***

"I'm almost done, damn it! What the hell - I just want to take a piss!"

I threw the door open, ready to punch whoever was pushing in here while I was pissing.

It's Wallace, standing in the doorway with his arms crossed, glaring at me. I got lost for just a second, but then I came to my senses.

"What the hell, Wallace?!"

"In case you haven't noticed, there's a queue, and you're stuck there!" She said haughtily.

The bitch hates me as much as I hate her. And on top of that, there was a line of the assembled onlookers.

"What, someone wants to speak? Can you, Santos?"

Our midfielder raised his hands.

"No, dude, it's okay."

I looked at the girl, and mockingly said:

"See, Wallace, everything is fine."

She rolled her eyes, then she walked around me, and closed the bathroom door. I'm tempted to start beating the door, but instead I ran down the stairs, and joined the guys in the playroom.

Wallace makes me angry and tense.

How long is Ray thinking about fucking her? Or is there still a chance that he will soon give her a resignation?

I took a long sip from the bottle as I watched Rinsky and Patrick play pool, but really not at all attentively.

Ray confessed to me that Wallace was a virgin before they did it for the first time in May. He was so impressed that he even fell in love with her.

The girl gave it to him, and the fool is already whipped.

This Wallace is not stupid - she knew who to be with. Ray is the star of the Jaguars with college recruits queuing up behind him.

She's still a slut, and she's smart too.

I started to get tipsy, the tension released a little.

I couldn't care less about Wallace. Yes, and about Ray as well, if he does not come to his senses. I won't be here in the fall. I'll get a sports scholarship, and move as far as possible.

Fuck this city.

"There you are!"

Trish landed next to me, and I hung one arm over her. These are the girls you can deal with. She knows that there will be nothing but sex. But this sex can be very good.

I took Trish's hair in my fist, and dug into her lips, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth. She groaned, pressing herself closer to me.

Actually, I'd love to put my dick in her throat, but girls like kisses for starters.

"Hey, you can use the guest room!" Ray screamed at us.

I pulled away from Trish, and turned my head in his direction. Trish bit my neck without any sense of embarrassment.

My friend was sitting in one of the leather chairs with his girl on his lap. She was looking at us with disgust in her blue eyes.

Was this too much for a little vanilla princess?

I smirked.

"Well, you are the one who suggested that."

After that, I quickly got up, threw Trish over my shoulder, and as my classmates cheered, I ran up to the second floor with her.

It wasn't not the first time I was going to fuck someone in Ray's house.

"Damn, you're so hot!" Trish licked her plump lips. "I heard that you are quite a stallion, but..."

I cut off her delight with a kiss. I love that girls think I'm like that, but I'm not here to talk.

Trish rubbed my boner through my jeans. I wanted her to release it and take it in her hand.

"Come on, baby, show him some love." I ordered in a low voice, which always works like magic, and guarantees me a blowjob. In less than a minute, I was sitting on the edge of my bed, as Trish sucked my cock like it was the tastiest lollipop in the world.

I tightened my fingers in her hair, thrusting harder into her hot mouth. I closed my eyes, I felt a pleasant tingling in my lower back, and when I finished in her throat, I could only think of the contemptuous look of bright blue eyes for some fucking reason.