Copyright 2019
By Dbuck
Weakling
Chapter 1
The Transformation
The last day of school and I'm walking home. I'm taking the shortcut through the woods wanting to get home to enjoy the summer and not worry about having the shit kicked out of me every day. Just before I'm heading out of the woods, which is a shortcut that I normally take with only one block to go as Marty steps out from behind a tree.
"Where're you going, you fat ugly fuck," he says as his four other goons step out. "You thought you could get away without one more ass whooping, you fat fuck."
Yeah I'm fat. I never exercise. I have no friends so I have nothing to do, but sit in my room and bury my face in a book. I'm six foot. Tall for my age and fat, weighing 295 lbs. Perfect punching bag material.
"I just want to go home," I say starting to cry in fear. Marty and his gang have been beating me since Elementary school. I have no friends and am teased every day.
"What a fucking cry baby," Marty says as I feel his fist on my face as I go down. I curl up in a ball, I know what is next. Kicking and punching until they are satisfied.
I limp home and get to my room. My stepsister, who is the same age as me, isn't home yet. Mom had me at the age of sixteen and I was raised by my Grandparents until I was five so that mom could finish high school and nursing school where she met a widowed doctor much older than her and they were married.
I walk into the bathroom to clean myself up. I hear Jenny tromp up the stairs and head to her room. She is a mommy and daddy's baby. Jenny, the popular cheerleader at school, who doesn't even acknowledge me as her stepbrother and watches me get beat up every day. Mom spends more time with her than me. This is a huge house. They have everything, but I am left out. I am the odd ball that has no friends and a family that doesn't even know that I exist.
I see a razor blade that Jenny uses to shave her legs. I start the bath water until the bath tub is full. I take off my clothes, grab the razor, and get into the tub. I feel no pain as I slit my wrists. I feel no pain, because I have lived worst pain than this. I await happiness as I black out.
***
"George! George!" I hear someone say as I open my eyes and see mom's angry face. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I try to sit up, but I'm strapped to the bed and my arms are tied to the bars on the bed. "How dare you do that to yourself?" She is screaming at me and I'm not listening as she is pulled away by my stepdad.
"Margret, leave him be," he says. "We will get him the help he needs." I am zoning out again trying not to listen to the conversation.
"He doesn't need help. He needs a belt taken to him." A nurse comes into the room and shoots something into the tube that is attached to my arm. Before I am out, I hear mom continuing her rant. "He is fat, lazy, and unsociable. I don't know what to do with him. He has no friends..."
***
When I wake up again there is a lady standing over me. "George Shields," she asks. I nod my head. Shields is my mother's maiden name. No one really knows who my real father is. My mother was sleeping with four guys at the time. My grandparents told me that she was a real wild child. "My name is Jane Jackson. If we release your arms, are going to hurt yourself again?" I shake my head no, as she releases my arm restraints. "I'm a doctor here and I want to make sure that you're okay." I stare into space, still feeling numb. "I talked with your stepdad and asked him to schedule weekly appointments with me, however he said that he was sending you away for the summer." That's the best news I've heard all day. Why does it have to be for the summer why not forever? "Anyway, I would like you to promise me that you will not hurt yourself and I would like to see you when you get back." I nod my head still feeling numb. "Okay then, you should be able to leave tomorrow. Take care of yourself George."
The rest of the day goes by with no visitors. About twelve-o'clock the next day my stepdad is there to pick me up. Nothing is said as I get a wheel chair and taken to the car. We get in the car as dad drives off, getting on the freeway heading east away from home. After an hour, I see a sign that says Wyoming. We drive for another hour, exit the freeway, and head north. Nothing is said for four hours until we drive through a small town.
"I'm dropping you off at my brother's ranch. He is short a man this summer and needs some help." I stare out the window as we pass the small town. "I need you to get better George. I know you and your mother don't get along and we never spend time together." Thirty minutes later, we pull on to a dirt road. "I promise when you get back we will spend time together. George I want you to get better and my brother will help you."
It's almost dark as we pull into a gate. I see a big two story house. There are three huge barns scattered around the house. We pull up in front of the house and park. "My brother got back from the Vietnam War where he spent two tours of combat as a Marine officer. You should get along with him and his wife and kids just fine."
We get out of the car as a lady walks out. "Carl, it's so good to see you again," she says giving him a hug. "You need to visit more than every three years."
"It has been since 1971 that I was out here," my stepdad says. "This is George my stepson that I was telling you about." Dad pulls a small suit case out of the car and hands it to me.
"John is in the north barn. Go say hi to him before you leave. I'll get George settled in his summer room." She turns to me and says, "my name is Mary, follow me and I'll get you settled in."
I follow her up the porch and into the house. Standing in the living room are two girls. One looks to be around four or five, the other around my age. Both have long red hair like Jenny's. They are staring at my wrists, which are wrapped with gauze.
"Stop staring girls," Mary says as the girls look at my face. Mary points to the little girl. "This is Laura, the war baby. She was conceived when John returned from the war. And this is Sharon. She is the same age as you." They both nod at me as Mary leads me up the stairs to my summer room. "Supper will be ready in thirty minutes. The bathroom is down the hall. And make yourself at home."
I put the few clothes that were packed away and head down stairs. I walk through the large living room and into the kitchen. Sharon points to the dining room and I walk in and see a large man sitting at the table. He stands up and walks towards me. He is around 6'3 220 pounds of solid muscle. "George, it's good to meet you." he says holding out his hand as I shake it. "Glad to have you here to help with the ranch and it's good to have some testosterone around with all these girls." Mary swats him on the shoulder as she walks by. "Sit down and let's eat we have a busy day tomorrow."
We eat dinner as he explains that he inherited the ranch from his dad , who is retired and lives in town now. He raises cattle for the meat market. They have horses that they use around the farm. He is short two ranch hands and is glad to have me here to help.
We finish dinner and I head to my room to sleep.
***
I am awakened at four in the morning. John is wearing sweats and tennis shoes as he hands me a set. "These should fit you. Put them on and we will tour the ranch." I dress and follow John out of the house. He starts running as I follow behind him. We jog down the dirt road past the three barns. John slows down a little so that I can keep up. After a while, we get to another barn.
"This is where we process the cattle for shipment." We walk inside and open a door that leads up stairs. We walk down a hall way and into an office." This is my office where I manage the ranch. Mary's office is next door where she does the record keeping and accounting." We walk to the end of the hallway and John opens another door. I walk in and it looks like a gym, with weight sets and exercise equipment. "Once we get a little weight off you by running and good old fashion farm work, we will get on the weights."
We run back to the house and John tells me to get dressed and not to worry about showering, because we are going to work. After we change, he takes me into one of the barns and hands me a shovel. "This is where we keep the horses. The stalls need to be cleaned twice a week." After two hours of mucking stalls, John sends me to the house for breakfast.
After breakfast, we head out to another barn where there is a large truck full of hay. I am told to get in the back and start tossing the hay bales down to the ranch hands. After an hour of that, my arms and legs feel like rubber. Then one of the ranch hands and I load up a truck with bales of hay and deliver them around the ranch for the rest of the day. I get back around 6pm and John is waiting for me to go eat dinner.
After dinner, I head upstairs to shower and pass out in bed. John wakes me at 4am the next morning to do it all over again. This goes on for the next month. After the first week, John started me on the weights and I noticed myself losing weight, and my body toning up. I actually started coming out of my shell with this family. Talking with John and Mary opened me up. On Sundays, which was my only day off, I would hang out with Laura and Sharon. Laura has taken a liking to me and follows me around the house. Sharon and I talk and share stories of school and life in general. I even opened up to her about my suicide attempt, being bullied and how I felt lost and alone.
"Well, I bet living with that stuck up bitch Jenny has to be hard," Sharon says one Sunday after dinner. I guess I'm not the only one that can't stand her.
The second month at the ranch was the same as the first, except John increased my morning runs and the weight lifting, which I was starting to enjoy. He is also teaching me how to fight as the Marines do. Showing me all of the workouts and basic moves, which I also enjoyed. I also got to ride the horses and was taught how to herd the cattle with the ranch hands, who take a liking to me and call me little green horn, because I live in the city.
By the end of my third month, my body was toned and muscled. I weigh 175 pounds and have zero body fat. Even Sharon told me if I wasn't her cousin and didn't have a boyfriend, she would jump my bones, which made me blush and everyone laugh.
It was the last week in July on a Sunday that we were sitting down eating Sunday dinner when John gives me some news.
"So, you're going to high school this year," John says as I nod. "I'm sending you home two weeks early." I look at him in surprise. "My old marine buddy is the head football coach at your high school. I told him that I want you to try out for the team. He knows you've never played, but he said he likes that, because he doesn't have to get rid of any bad habits and can train you from scratch. Two-a-day starts the week after next. He also owns a dojo and teaches Karate that I want you to enroll in. Your dad will pick you up Sunday morning before tryouts."
"My cousin the football star," Sharon jokes as I smirk and everyone laughs.
***
It is Saturday evening before dad picks me up. After dinner, I head up to shower and get ready for bed. After my shower, I put my t-shirt and shorts on. On my way out, I notice a pair of panties hanging out of the hamper. I stare at them for a minute. They have to be Sharon's panties, because no one else uses this bathroom. I pick them up and look at them. They are pink. I run my fingers along cotton pad where her pussy was. My dick starts getting hard as I realize that I haven't released myself in over three months. I put them up to my nose and smell them as the door opens and Sharon walks in and sees me as I quickly toss her panties back in the hamper.
"Oh, sorry George, I didn't know you where in here." She smiles and looks at her panties before walking out.
An hour later, I'm lying in my bed and I hear a soft knock on the door. "Come in," I say. The door opens and closes as I see Sharon standing there wearing a night gown. She walks over and sits on my bed and stares at me.
"Can I see it," Sharon asks. I look at her dumfounded. "Come on you were sniffing my panties. I've only seen my boyfriend's thingy and I want to see what yours looks like. Are you a virgin?" I nod my head yes.
"Are you," I ask.
"Of course. I've kissed my boyfriend and he let me see his thingy, but that's about it." I sat up on the end of my bed as Sharon sits in front of me. "Come on, I'll show you mine."
I nod my head in agreement. "You first," I say.
"At the same time," she giggles.
She pulls her night gown up and we pull our underwear off at the same time. She spreads her legs to give me a better view.
I can see her lips and a glimpse of red hair on the top. She looks at my cock, which is rock hard. "Wow!" She says. "That is allot bigger than my boyfriends. You are huge. Do you ever masturbate?"
"I'm a teenage boy," I say as she giggles.
"Can I watch," she asks. "I'll let you watch me." She puts her hand on her pussy as I wrap my hand around my cock and we watch the other masturbate. I am so turned on. I have never seen a pussy before and it is right in front of me. I can't hold it any longer as I explode all over my stomach thighs and bed.
"Wow!" Sharon squeals. As her body tightens and she throws her head back. "AAAHHHH."
After we come down, we clean up and she goes back to her room.
I wake up at 4am and go for my morning run. This is my last morning here and I usually run by myself, because John likes to sleep in on Sundays. After my run, I shower and head downstairs for breakfast to see dad and John talking and drinking coffee. Dad looks at me with wide eyes.
"Wow! John! You did a great job," Dad says.
"It was all George," John says. "We had to buy him some new clothes. By the way George, here's your summer pay." I shake my head no, as he says, "take it I insist you deserve it."
I'm loading my bag in the car as Laura is grabbing my leg crying and not wanting me to leave. Mary is even crying as she hugs me.
"You come back next summer okay George," Mary says as I hug her back. "We are going to miss you."
"Good luck at football tryouts," John says shaking my hand.
Sharon gives me a hug while whispering in my ear. "I left a present in your bag. They are fresh. I slept in them last night." I smile knowing what the present is.
***
We get home and dad tells me that he'll order pizza for us since its dinner time. Dad told me on the way home that Jenny is at cheerleading camp and won't be home until Saturday. Mom is at a seminar for her job and won't be home until Wednesday. After dinner, I head up to my room as dad goes to his den. He tells me that I will need to walk to tryouts tomorrow, because he has a full day of surgeries tomorrow.
I wake up in the morning to an empty house, which is nice. I skip my morning run since I plan on running to the high school for tryouts, which is only two miles.
I get to school at 8:45. I follow the crowd of kids to the football field. I notice some guys that are sophomores and juniors that used to go to my school. I also see two of the goons that hang out with Marty and helped with my daily beatings. They walk right by me and didn't recognize me.
We are told to sign in by one of the coaches. Everyone is in their own groups of friends. A lot of people I don't recognize, because they went to different school schools, which is a good thing, because they don't know that I was the school punching bag. I'm surprised that no one recognizes me.
"Alright ladies, gather around me," one of the coaches says. He is a large guy with a military style hair cut. "Listen up ladies I am Coach Evans, the head football coach," he continues. "I am disappointed with the turn out again this year, which means we will not have a freshman team again this year, so there will be some of you that don't, make it this year. That means that I will only take the best of the best. This first week will be hard and some of you will quit before the week is out. If you are still here Friday afternoon then you have a chance of making JV or Varsity. Hell if you have enough heart you might make both."
He then explains the schedule for two-a-day. Mornings are from 9am to 11 am. Afternoon is from 2pm to 4pm. except today. We need to be back at 1pm to get our gear. He also explains that mornings are regular work out gear and afternoons are full football gear.
"Since we don't have a freshman team this year. You will need to be on time if you are a minute late you are gone. Is that clear!?" He shouts.
"Yes Coach," everyone yells.
"Looks like I have a bunch of pussies this year," Coach Evans shouts. " Everyone, get down and give me fifty."
Fifty what, I ask myself as I see people getting down and doing pushups, so I follow and quickly knock out fifty push-ups with no problem and stand up. I look around and see some struggling as Coach is yelling at them. Saying that it looks like there are some that don't want to be on the team. I look and see that one of them that is struggling is Mike, one of my tormentors from school. Joe my other tormentor looks out of breath.
"Now give me ten laps around the football field," Coach Evans screams as everyone starts running. That is how the rest of the morning went. Doing push-ups, running laps and wind sprints. I felt I was doing good. I was beating everyone, except a few, who looked like seniors.
At eleven, we were released for lunch. I didn't want to go all the way home, so I walked to a burger joint down the street. I get a hamburger and fries and sit down to eat. I see that other players had the same idea. I see Joe and Mike walk by my table without recognizing me. Two of the five guys that made my life a living hell don't recognize me.
"Can we sit here? This place is packed," a guy says. I look up and see two guys. One is 6'2 225 pounds and the other is 6' 200 pounds. I nod my head as they sit down. "Jeremy," the older guy says holding out his hand as I shake it. "This is my little brother Josh." Josh holds out his hand and shakes it.
"George," I say. I'll be a freshman this year.
"Great," Jeremy says. "My brother Josh will be a freshman also and I'm a senior this year." I don't recognize Josh, so I'm assuming he went to another school school. "I'm the quarterback and my brother is trying out for the offensive line. What about you."
"I don't know," I say. "I've never played football."
"Wow! Coach Evans is going to love you. He likes to mold freshman that have never played." I look at him while biting into my hamburger. "I never played football until my freshman year in high school. And now I'm a quarterback with colleges knocking down my door offering scholarships to play with them. Hey. I saw you out there today. You are fast and I saw Coach Evans watching you. If I were to choose, I would make you a wide receiver or tight end."
We finish our meal and walk back to the football field, while Jeremy and Josh teach me about the football positions. I think I might actually like high school.
We get back to the school locker room and are issued our football gear and suit up. During afternoon practice, I notice the head Coach watching me as we are in different groups doing drills. I hope I make the team.
***
It is Friday afternoon after practice and Coach Evans gathers everyone around. The week went great and I really enjoy playing football. Mom came home Wednesday and was surprised at the way I looked and commenting that it's about time. Allot of people dropped out this week, including Mark, who on Wednesday said fuck it to the coaches and left.
"Okay you maggots," Coach Evans yells. "The roster of who made the team is on the locker room bulletin board. Now get the fuck out of my face!" Everybody runs to the gym. "Shields! Get your ass over here." Shit I'm guessing I didn't make the team. He leads me over to the bleachers and we sit. "I didn't know who you was until after I decided to put you on Varsity. I look up at him surprised. John asked me to let you tryout. I told him I didn't want to know who you were. He told me that I would be impressed with a young man with a lot of heart. You are George Shields right?" I nod. "John saved my life in Vietnam, but that is not why I want you on Varsity. You have heart and that is what I want. You will train with Varsity, but I also want you helping JV. I also want you to join my Karate classes at my Dojo." I'm sitting there stunned as Coach looks at me. "Well, what the fuck are sitting around for MAGGOT! Get your ass out of my face."
"Yes Coach," I scream running to the locker room with a huge grin on my face.
***
Saturday morning I get up at 4am for my run. I found out yesterday that the varsity team has to go to the weight room for our PE class and check in with the trainers after every game and once a week. I told mom that I made the Varsity football team and saw a little gleam in her eye. Dad set me up with Doctor Jackson once every two week for therapy. He told me that hopefully mom can attend one with me and we can mend our fences as he calls it.
Mom leaves to pick up Jenny from cheerleader camp and to take her shopping for school clothes. While she is gone, I do my chores, which is yard work. I enjoy yard work, which I enjoyed even as a fat ass. It relaxes me and gives me time to think. I am hot and sweaty as I put everything away and head up to my room. I take off my clothes, except my shorts. I am getting ready to head to the shower when I remember Sharon's present. I pull her panties out of my drawer and sniff them. I can still smell her and see her pussy as she rubbed herself. I am hard and decide to relieve myself in the shower. I put the panties away and head out of my room and down the hallway to the bathroom.
I'm walking down the hallway when I see Jenny, walking towards me. Wearing a cheerleader uniform. She has bags of clothes from shopping with mom as she drops them. She is staring at my bare chest and then to my six pack. I see her face flush as she looks at my dick in my shorts. She looks at my face and says, "George?" I shake my head and walk by her to the shower and masturbate thinking of Sharon.
***
Monday at practice, the team is split up into varsity and JV. The cheerleaders are holding tryouts on the other side as Coach Evans is telling us to focus on football and not pussy, which got a laugh from everyone. Coach has me practicing as a wide receiver and tight end. Jeremy the quarter back loves me. He says I'm fast and can catch anything.
After practice, I'm leaving the gym and start walking through the parking lot towards home.
"Hi," a short cute blond says. She's about 5'5" with B-cups and 100 pounds. She has blue eyes, full lips and a cute turned up nose. "I'm Tracey. Do you need a ride," she asks pointing at a van. I see some of the cheerleaders getting in, including Jenny. I shake my head no. "Okay, well I'll see you around."
***
It's Monday morning, the first day of school. The week and weekend went by okay. My stepdad took me to lunch and shopping for school clothes Saturday, since nothing I own fits me anymore. I got some jeans t-shirts and flannel shirts to wear during the winter. Jenny avoids me as usual, however I do catch her staring at me. When I look her way, she quickly turns her head. Mom is starting to acknowledge me however, there is still that tension between us.
I decide to wear my new jeans, a tight t-shirt that shows off my biceps and toned chest as well as my six-pack. Instead of taking the bus, I decide to walk, since Marty and the goons will be at the bus stop. I left early so that I could go to the admin office to clear up my class schedule. My last period is home EC instead of shop, which I signed up for. I find the admin office and get the bad news. The shop classes were full, they stuck me in home EC. Just my luck.
The school is filling up as I walk down the hallway following the signs to 'Freshman Hall'. I notice that I am getting stares from both males and females. Not the disgusting stares like before, but different. I find my locker and see Josh opening up his locker, which is right next to mine.
"Hey George," Josh says patting me on the back. "We're neighbors." I chuckle at his remark, open my locker, and put my gym bag in it.
As I am closing my locker, I see Tracey walking to me with her arms out. "Hey, sweety," she says walking by me and hugging Josh.
"Tracey, this is my new friend George. George, this is my girlfriend," Josh introduces. She looks at me and smiles.
"We met last Monday, when I offered him a ride home."
We talk for a minute then head to class. I find my homeroom, which is math and find a seat. Josh walks in and sits beside me. "Looks like we have homeroom together," he says smiling.
I'm horrified as Marty sits on the other side of me. He doesn't recognize me and I want to keep it that way.
Then roll is called as the teacher gets through the alphabet.
"Joshua Sandler..." "Here," Josh answers.
"George Shields..." I hesitate as Marty is looking around the room for me. "Here," I answer as Marty snaps his head to look at me and his mouth hangs open. I can't tell by the look on his face if that is surprise or fear. I feel him staring at me for the rest of the class.
Third period is PE and since I made JV, I change and head to the weight room. I'm the first one there as the trainer weighs me and gets my body fat count, which he nods his approval. He sets me up on some weights and tells me he will have a workout plan written up for me by the end of the week. As students file in he does the same thing. I notice that there is another freshman that made Varsity. I remember him from my school. He played football and was very popular. I think his name is Kevin Butler.
I'm getting ready to switch work outs when I hear a familiar voice. "George, partner up with me on the bench press," Jeremy says walking over to me and shaking my hand. "Congatz on making varsity. I knew you could do it."
For the rest of gym, Jeremy helps me out in the weight room and gives me pointers. He even introduces me to some seniors who are on the football team. For the first time in my life, I feel accepted.
After PE, I head to my locker, grab my lunch, and head out to find somewhere to eat. I don't want to eat in the lunchroom, because there are too many bad memories from school. I sit on the bleachers at the football field to eat my lunch and think. I think about how good it was to go to Uncle John's for the summer. Who knew that by changing my appearance could change my life. I look down at the scares on my wrists that are a reminder of what used to be. I finish my lunch and head back to class.
I am rounding the corner past the gym and see a girl, who is backed against the wall by five guys. She is short and skinny maybe 5'2" and 90 pounds with absolutely NO boobs. Her red hair is in braids and she has a mass of freckles on her face. She is wearing blue jeans, t-shirt and a thick pair of black horned rimmed glasses.
As I get closer, I can hear them teasing her as she is crying. Then I notice that it is Marty and his four goons.
"Leave her alone," I say as I take the girls hand and I pull her behind me.
"George?" I hear Joe say as if he is not sure who I am.
"Leave her alone and get out of here," I demand.
"What are you going to do about it you fat fuck," Marty spits out.
I hear the girl behind me giggle and whisper, "FAT?"
Then I hear a familiar voice from behind us. "What the fuck is going on here," Coach Evans demands. I think he heard some of the conversation, because he points at Joe. "You made the JV football team, Joe Contreras." Joe nods. "If I hear of you harassing students again, I'll kick you off the team. Now all of you get out of my face."
"Thank you," the girl says to me smiling. I smile back at her. "Thanks Daddy," she says to Coach Evans. I give Coach a surprised look.
"Yes, this is my daughter, Ericka. And I'm leaving you responsible for her for the rest of the school year and if anything happens to her, I'll have your ass."
"Yes Coach," I mumble. "Come on Ericka, I'll walk you to your next class." She smiles up at me as I walk her to her next class.
Home EC is my last class . I walk in and see all girls. And there are 11 of them. All of them gawking at me like I'm a piece of meat. I sit down and realize that I just sat by Tracey.
"Hi George, I didn't know you liked Home EC," she giggles as I glare at her.
The teacher walks in, looks at me, and says, "another one that wasn't able to get into shop class this year." I nod. "I've had at least four boys in every class, except this one. I think it's good having boys in home EC. It will broaden your horizons." Lucky me. "Ok, now I want everyone to choose a partner for the rest of the semester."
"I get the bo-hunk," I hear someone say behind me as I feel arms around my neck.
"Amy, you always get everything," someone says. "Varsity cheerleader captain and now the bo-hunk. "
I turn and see a girl with long straight black hair, 5'5", 120 pounds, perky B-cups. I see a hint of Latina in her face. She looks older than me maybe a junior or senior.
There are six preparation tables and each pair sits at one. The rest of the class is orientation and familiarization. There wasn't much time to chat, but I did catch her staring at me every once in a while.
After class, we are walking out and Amy says. "See you tomorrow bo-hunk." I'm definitely going to like high school.
After school, I head to the gym to get suited up and head out to the field. We received a copy of our play books last Friday to memorize them, which I did. Our JV game is this Saturday and our varsity game is the Friday after.
"Alright you maggots, ten lapse," Coach Evans screams. "And keep your eyes off the pussy." I realized what he was talking about as we are running our lapse. The cheerleaders are on the outside of the football field visible to the football players. I see Amy and some other girl leading them in warm-ups. I also see the Home EC teacher out there, which I'm assuming is also the cheerleader coach.
After our laps, I practice with varsity. We are running drills with the defense to practice our offensive plays. I watch as first string is playing. Coach Barkley our offensive coach is watching and barking out orders. He is yelling at a player clearly not happy with his performance.
"What the fuck, Walters, you would think that a junior would know the plays by now," Coach Barkley screams. They do another play and it clearly looks like Walters is lost. "Get the fuck out of there Walters. Shields you're in for Walters and don't fuck up." I have been studying football since I found out that I was on the team. Walters was the tight end and the play is designed to make the defense think we were going to run the ball.
I get a smile and a slap on the ass from Jeremy. "Show the Coaches what you got," Jeremy says. We huddle up. Already knowing the play, Jeremy says, "on one" and winks at me. We line up and I'm in position. I see a defender glaring at me. I see the safetys are in position, "Set, HUT!"
I am off. I see a defender coming towards me. I am suppose to break left, there is a linebacker there. So I lean down and with all my speed I run directly into the defender. There is a loud CLACK as our pads smack together as I put him on his ass. There is no one in front of me as I sprint down the side line. I hear, "BALL! BALL!" I look over my shoulder and see the ball coming. It is a little high, but I mange to pull it down and cross the goal line.
I'm guessing the crack of the pads got everyone's attention, because the JV and cheerleaders had stopped practicing to watch. I see the cheerleaders cheering me on and whoops from the football team as Coach Barkley runs up to me. "Damn-it Shields! You were suppose to break left on that play. Give me ten laps," he yells. I would think that he is mad at me, but he is smiling from ear-to-ear. I grin at him and run my laps. I see Jenny looking at me with her hands over her mouth, looking at me as the cheerleaders continue their practice session.
I play tight end until thirty minutes before the end of practice, then I am sent to JV as wide receiver for the rest of practice. After practice, the new varsity players get their jerseys. We get four pair. I look at mine and smile at #44.
***
I am in my room after dinner, reading over tomorrow's lessons. Even though I was beat up every day, I still maintain straight As. I am at my desk reading when the door slams open. I look up and see Jenny. Jenny the stepsister that never gives me the time of day. Jenny the stepsister that watched me get beat up for the past six years. Jenny the stepsister that doesn't acknowledge me at school or tell anyone that I'm her stepbrother. Jenny my stepsister who brings her friends over and makes me stay in my room, because she doesn't want anyone to know that I'm her stepbrother.
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me that you are on the football team," she demands.
"Wow, you're talking to me," I say sarcastically.
"I always talk to you," she fires back.
"Yeah, when you need me to go to my room when your friends are visiting, or when you tell me not to tell anyone that I'm your stepbrother. Or when you want me to do your chores," I spit back.
"That was back when you were a fat nasty slob." Now I'm pissed. "All I heard about today was the hot new guy. All the cheerleaders creamed their panties when they saw you make that touchdown," Jenny blurts out.
"You fucking bitch!" I scream. "All you care about is your image." I see her roll her eyes, which pisses me off more. "When I was a fat and nasty slob, as you call it I was still your stepbrother. You treated me like shit. My mother treats you better that me. AND now you want to talk to me. You have never been my stepsister and never will." I see tears coming out of her eyes and I decide to twist the knife. "Don't you dare tell anyone that I'm your stepbrother." She puts her face in her hands still crying. "Until you, start acting like my stepsister. Now get the fuck out of my room." She leaves the room and closes the door. Damn that felt good after all these years.
***
It's Saturday and the JV game is today. The rest of the week went without incident. Marty and the goon squad are keeping their distance. Jenny is not talking to me, which is a good thing. I'm taking care of Ericka as ordered. I like having her follow me around when she isn't with her friends. I walk her to her classes and make sure no one teases her. I walk her and her friends to the lunch room every day, and come back after finishing my lunch. I still can't muster the courage to eat in the lunch room, so I eat where I won't be bothered.
We come out with Mike Wallace our JV sophomore quarterback leading the way. The cheerleaders are trying to ramp up an almost non-existent crowd. It looks like only parents, minus mine, which pissed Jenny off, because she is cheerleading today. Mike goes out for the coin toss and we defer. The special team goes out for the kick off. He kicks into their twenty-five as a big kid grabs the ball. This guy is fast as he runs it in for the touchdown. The JV Coach is pissed and I see why. It seemed like no one tried to stop him.
That's how the game went. At half time, the score was 14-0. The coach was pissed telling everyone that they were not trying.
By fourth quarter with two minutes left and the score is 38-0. We are third down and eight on our thirty yard line as the coach pulls me aside. "Coach Evans and Coach Barkley asked me not to play you today, but I asked Coach Evans if I could use you for one play and he agreed." He nods at Coach Evans, and looks at the score. "I don't want to lose with no points." I nod as I head out as the wide receiver.
Mike calls the play, which is where he fakes a hand off to the fullback and the wide receivers move out for a long pass. If we are covered, he hits the tight end.
"Set HUT!"
I am gone. The cornerback runs to me. I have nowhere to go but straight as I bow down, run full force into him, and hear the CLACK of our pads as I put him on his ass. I see the safetys on my ass as I hear "BALL!" I look back and see the ball. It is excessively high for me to pull down. I jump as high as I can and reach my arms up and pull the ball to me as I am hit in mid-air and slammed to the ground. The wind is knocked out of me as I feel players jumping on me trying to get the ball from me. When the referees get everyone off me, I have the ball on the ten yard line. I am lying there and see the safety that put me down. He is shaking his head.
"Damn you're hard to catch," the guy that put me down laughs as he helps me up.
"Well then, I won't run that fast anymore if it means being hit by a fucking semi-truck," I counter as we shake hands. "George."
"Tommy, I'm a freshman and play on the varsity team as well as JV." I smile at him, "I'm glad I don't have to deal with you on varsity." I smirk at him. "AWE fuck, you're on varsity too."
"A freshman on varsity," I say as we both laugh.
"See you Friday," we say at the same time as we walk away.
I am benched as the team finally scores, losing the game 38-7.
***
After the game, Coach Evans and Coach Barkley make me get checked out by the trainers, to make sure that I'm okay. I have a bruise on my right hip and my back is sore from having the wind knocked out of me. There are a couple other players told to see the trainer. One of them was Mike the quarterback, who was battered up pretty badly. I am given the A okay from the trainers and am getting dressed as Mike is sitting in an ice bath.
"We have a shitty offensive line on JV," Mike says. I nod in agreement. "You are the fastest wide receiver we have on varsity or JV. I can't believe you pulled down that shitty pass I threw."
"I just had to jump a little," I say as Mike chuckles and shakes his head. "Okay, I had to jump as high as I could."
"Well, you made me look good," Mike laughs. "I can't wait until next year with you and I on varsity." I finish dressing and stand up to leave. "See you Monday." I shake his hand and head out.
I get outside and see Amy and Miss. Johnson the Home EC teacher, walk out of the girls' locker room. Amy has her hair in a pony tail, wearing a t-shirt and blue jeans. I never really noticed Miss Johnson until now. She has dirty blonde hair, 5'8" with D-cups on a curvy body. She is wearing tight leans and a sweatshirt that says Coach on it. She looks more like a high school teen than a high school teacher.
"George that was an amazing catch you made today," Mrs. Johnson says. "Too bad you couldn't have more play time."
"Coach Evans didn't want to play me at all," I say as Mrs. Johnson and Amy look at me confused. "He wanted to save me for Friday's varsity game" as Amy looks at me with a grin on her face.
"Well that makes sense," Miss Johnson says. "I didn't know you were also on the varsity team."
"Well you two have a nice day," I say and walk away. I hear Miss Johnson thanking Amy for the help with the JV cheerleaders before I'm out of earshot.
I'm crossing the parking lot, which few cars are left in it and hit the main road to head home. I hear a car pull up behind me. I turn and see a shiny red Camaro as Amy gets out.
"Hey bo-hunk, need a ride," Amy asks with a mischievous grin on her face. I shake my head no. "Oh, come on, I don't bite." I shake my head and get in the car to Amy's delight.
"I live in Sunset," I say as Amy grins.
"So your family is rich too," she grins.
"No, my stepfather is rich," I say and get a look from Amy. "I'm the unwanted step-child of the family."
"Hey, you want to get something to eat," Amy asks. Before I could answer, she drives off in another direction. She drives up towards the edge of town and stops at a Kentucky fried Chicken restaurant. She buys a bucket of chicken and we head out to a wooded park area with lots of tree. She pulls into a secluded area. We get out of the car and sit in a grassy area. She opens the bucket of chicken and we start eating.
"I live in Sunset too. Why haven't I seen you before," she asks biting into a piece of chicken. "Wait, you're a freshman." I nod my head. "Okay, that's why. So, you should know my juvenile delinquent brother." I look at her. "Marty Willis." I cringe at hearing his name and stop eating. "You do know him. He's a bully and hangs around bullies, but I'm sure he has never bullied you, not with that body and those muscles. I must say, you look amazing for a freshman."
Wanting to change the subject off of Marty, I ask, "what grade are you in?"
"I'm a senior," she says proudly.
She begins telling me about herself. Her father is a lawyer and is Vice President of a law firm. Her mother volunteers in the community, which leaves her and her brother to do what they want.
"I want to be an actress," she says. "So what about you?"
I tell her about my mother and stepfather and the bitch. I leave out the school beatings and my suicide attempt. I also leave out the fact that her brother was my tormentor and I was a fat nasty slob.
"So, who's your stepsister," she asks. I bow my head and shake my head no. "I'm prying too much. I'm sorry. Any girlfriends?" I blush and shake my head no. "So, you play the field and break girls hearts. Is that what you do," she teases. I look down. "Oh My God, Bo-Hunk is a VIRGIN!"
"Come on Amy," stop teasing, I blush.
"I'm sorry George. Look, I was shy when I was a freshman. I've had plenty of sexual encounters. I've had one boyfriend, which I broke up with last summer after he cheated on me. You are a bo-hunk and I hear all the cheerleaders talking and wanting to know who the new guy is."
We get up and put the trash into the trash can. She grins at me and says, "do you want me to teach you about sex?" I nod my head yes. "She pulls a blanket out of the trunk of the car and lays it down on the ground. It's early, so it is still warm outside. I sit on the blanket as she sits beside me.
"Put your arms around me," she says. I do what she asks. "Most guys, my ex included likes to go fast. They don't concentrate on what the girl wants all they want is to get off. Not what the girl wants. Kiss me". She puts her lips against mine for my very first kiss. We lay back on the blanket.
She takes her shirt off and I find that she isn't wearing a bra. "Now start kissing down my neck and listen for the moans of approval." I start kissing around her neck and there are no moans. I kiss up, start nibbling on her ear lobe, and get a moan. "MMMM. There you go George you are a quick learner. Now go down further."
I get to her beautiful firm tits as she coaches me through telling me to be slow and gentle. I explore every inch of her body, finding all the erotic zones. Her ear lobes, nipples belly button and her toes. When I am done, she pulls her panties off and tells me to lick the outside of her pussy.
"Now slip a finger in," she orders sounding as if she is out of breath. I do as I'm told as I push my finger in and out of her. "Now two fingers, and curl them and feel for a button." I feel around as she jumps when I find it. I know what to do now as rub it and start sucking her clit. "Oh fuck, you're a fast learner. Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! AAAAAGGGHHH!" Her body tightens as I feel her squirt in my mouth and then she goes limp.
I look up at her with concern. "Are you okay," I ask. I hope I didn't hurt her.
"You are going to drive the girls wild with that tongue," she says out of breath. "Take off your clothes now!" I do as I'm told and lay down. "Holy fuck! That is allot bigger then my boyfriends cock...Oops, my ex-boy friend."
She immediately grabs my cock and engulfs as much as she can. "What happened to slow," I ask trying not to cum.
"It doesn't apply to guys," she giggles as she runs her tongue from my balls back to the head. "Now this is a fucking cock. I can barely get my mouth around it."
She is sucking me hard with one hand jacking me off and the other messaging my balls. "Amy! I'm going to..." I don't finish my sentence as I unload into her mouth. I can't stop Cumming as I hear her gag as my eyes roll back in the back of my head.
When I catch my breath, Amy is laying on top of me. She rolls me on top of her and places my cock at her entrance. I plop the head of my cock in her pussy as she gasps.
"Slowly," she says. "I'm not used to a cock this big." I slowly push in until we're pelvis to pelvis. "With a huge cock like yours, you need to wait for the girl to adjust before you start fucking." I wait until Amy gives me the nod. "You don't need any more instruction. Now fuck me."
I start pushing in and out of her as she is thrusting her hips into mine. I know I just had an orgasm, but I'm about to cum again. I don't know how much longer I'm going to last. Her eyes are closed. She is moaning and squealing, so I'm assuming I'm doing okay.
"Amy, I'm not going to last long," I grunt as I try not to shoot my load.
"Its okay," she says as she wraps her legs around me. "I'm cumming! Dump a load in me," she screams as her pussy clamps around my cock. That is all it took as I explode into her. I can't stop, as I pump ropes of cum into her as my head starts spinning and I collapse on top of her.
I finally roll off her. Both of us out of breath lying on our backs staring at the sky. "Holy fuck, that was great," Amy suddenly blurts out still out of breath. "If you can fuck like that your first time, wait until you get more experience." I look at her and roll my eyes. "And having a huge cock doesn't hurt," she giggles.
We get dressed and head home. I ask her to drop me off at the end of my street and not in front of my house. Before I get out of the car, she grabs my arm.
"George," she says. I look at her concerned. "Don't tell anyone we had sex. I'm sure you're not the type to go around bragging to your friends." I nod at her. "But I am going to get the word out that you are a great LAY." I shake my head as I get out of the car.
***
I get in the house and realize it's dinner time. I walk in the dining room and the family is eating. Mom glares at me.
"You can go without dinner tonight since you've forgotten what time dinner is," mom says as she scowls at me. I wish I knew why the fuck she hates me so much. I turn and walk away as my stepdad is trying to tell my mom to let me eat.
I head upstairs and shower. I smell like pussy, which I don't mind at all. I'm' not a virgin anymore. After my shower, I am laying in my bed reading. As the door slams open.
"You played with Mike Wallace today," Jenny says. What the fuck. Is she a genius or what? "You're going to introduce him to me on Monday." I raise my eyebrows, giving her the 'what the fuck' look. "Come on. I've had a crush on him since he was in school two years ago."
"No Jenny," I fire back. "I told you I'm not your stepbrother until you start treating me like one." She puts her hand on her hips and scowls at me. "I'm not going to introduce him to you, because you're not my stepsister and you're definitely not my friend." She huffs and leaves the room, which is a good thing.
***
Monday morning I'm at my locker as Josh, pats me on the back, and opens his locker. "I didn't do good on the offensive line yesterday," he says in disgust. I thought he did good. "You made an amazing catch," he continues. "If the coaches would have played you more, we would have won the game."
"Josh, you played great." He shakes his head. "Look, I don't know much about football, but I do know that it take the whole team to win a game. You and Mike were the only two giving all you had. So don't you dare try to take the blame for losing."
He starts to say something as Tracey arrives and give Josh a kiss. "Hey sweety," she says as I see Josh smile. I'm walking behind them as we head to class. I'm stunned when Amy turns her head, blows me a kiss, and winks at me without Josh seeing anything. What the fuck was that all about?
Suddenly realizing I need to pee, I decide to head to the boy's room. I do my business and am washing my hands when the door opens and I see Marty and his four goons walk in. "Well, well, well," Marty says. He is standing there with a smirk on his face. I see Joe stare him in the face as he looks down. He knows that if he gets caught that he is off the team. "It's been a long time since you had your daily ass whooping you fat fuck." I see the door open as two boys walk in. "Get the fuck out of here we're getting ready to kill a fat fuck!" The two boys quickly leave back out the door.
They hurry off and I'm standing alone with them. "You guys have beaten me for four years," I say with confidence and not wanting to cry. For once, I am not scared. I hear the tardy bell ring. "I'm not taking your shit anymore. It's always been five on one," I say as I get into the stance that Uncle John taught me. Before I know it, one guy has me around the neck from behind and Joe and Mike are holding my arms making me immobile. Just as Marty brings his fist back to slug me, the door opens and there stands Coach Evans. At the same time, I use the three guys holding me as leverage, bring my right foot up and plant the bottom of my foot into Marty's face as I feel a satisfying crunch. After all these years, Marty is on the floor out cold, because of me.
"Everybody in the principal's office now! You better tell the principle the truth, because I'm going to check. And Contreras, you're officially off the football team," Coach yells. I am on my way out when Coach Evans grabs my arm. "Not you, I'll deal with you myself." Marty wakes up holding his nose. He sees Coach Evans in surprise. "Go to the nurse's office, and then go to the principle for your suspension from school."
Joe runs out holding his nose as Coach and I walk out and head down the hallway. "You should have never let those guys get a hold of you like that," Coach chastises. "However, you adapted and overcame the situation and defeated the enemy. You do show promise as a fighter. John said that you have potential, but he wasn't able to teach you a lot. I want you in my dojo once a week until football season is over, then three times a week." I nod my head yes. We get to Coach's classroom. "Wait here, I'll get you a pass. He opens his door and it's clear that Coach was gone as the room is in an uproar. "I told you yay-whoos to read while I was gone. Everybody, get down and give me ten," he shouts as I hear laughter from the students and they start doing push-ups, Including the girls. Coach hands me a pass grinning and walks back into his classroom.
I can't wait until, next semester, when I have Coach Evan's history class. I'm really beginning to like him.
***
At lunch, I escort Ericka and her friends to the lunchroom to ensure they are safe. We get there and Ericka grabs my hand dragging me into the lunchroom.
"Come on George, you're sitting with us today," Ericka orders. One of her friends, Gina leads me to their table as Ericka and her other friend wait in line to get something to eat.
Gina and I sit down and open our sack lunch. Gina is a tall girl, 6' and slim maybe 150 pounds. She has blonde hair and braces, which makes her look kind of sexy. Ericka and Sam sit down and we start eating.
Sam, who is a short chubby girl, but chubby in all of the right places says, "why are you sitting with us and not the jocks?"
"Well, I didn't have much of a choice, since Ericka kidnapped me," I say as the girls giggle. "And I usually like to eat by myself."
"Leave him alone Gina. He's my body guard and friend," Ericka fires back.
"Hey, look at George the fat ass from school," someone says. I look up and see Kevin, one of the other freshman that made the varsity team as Linebacker. "He finally loses weight and wants to hang out with the ugly bitches." Apparently, he has no taste and he doesn't know that Ericka is Coach Evan's daughter. I'm glad this is first lunch. because there are very few junior and seniors there. I stand up and glare at Kevin. "What fuck are you going to do Shields?" Kevin is built like me, but weighs twenty pounds more than I weigh and not as toned as me. "I'll meet you on the football field," He says.
"Thanks, for standing up for us," Ericka says as everyone at the table nods in agreement. "We get teased all the time. Dad tries not to interfere, because it shows favoritism."
"Don't worry," I say as the girls grin. "I will take care of you sexy girls and we are a team. If anyone fucks with you they have to deal with me."
I'm heading to my last class, Home EC as I bump into Jeremy, the senior quarter back and on his arm is Amy. "Hey Amy, this is George our tightened and wide receiver. George, this is my girlfriend Amy." My mind is going wild. What the fuck? My new friend, who can kick the shit out of me, just introduced me to the girl that I fucked on Saturday as his girlfriend.
"Oh, we've met already," Amy says. Fuck, she's going to tell him that we had sex and I'm going to die. "He's my partner in home EC."
"Great," Jeremy says, giving me her hand. "You can walk her to class, since you're going there anyway." I sigh in relief as I walk Amy to home EC'
We get in the classroom and sit at our table. "What the fuck, Amy," I whisper with venom as she smirks. "He is my new friend, which I don't have many of. And he is my team mate."
"Hey, he cheated on me plenty of times," she whispers back as the class begins. "I'm getting the word out that you are hung like a horse and that you are a great lover, so you have to be nice to me." I shake my head remembering that she took my cherry and she is nice to me. So I don't have any choice, but to forgive her.
Can my day get any worse?
After last period, I'm heading to football practice as I round a corner and am grabbed by Tracey. I need to talk to you, she says as she grabs my hand and leads me down the hallway and into a cove by the janitor's closet. This hallway is secluded at the end of the day, because everyone is leaving out of other doors to go home. I'm wondering what she wants as she pushes me against the wall and I have a blonde cheerleader. Josh's blonde cheerleader girlfriend, ramming her tongue down my throat and rubbing her crotch against my leg. "I want you so bad," Tracey purrs. What the fuck!
"Tracey, you're Josh's girlfriend and he is my friend," I plead as she grabs my dick through my jeans, which is getting hard fast.
"Wow, that's a handful," she purrs. "I want you so bad. I wanted you since I saw you in the parking lot. I was planning on breaking up with Josh anyway." She starts kissing me again and rubbing her pussy against my leg as her body tightens in orgasm and she screams in my mouth.
"Shields! Taylor! Take that lovey dovey crap off school grounds." Tracey jumps back, her face flushed. Fuck, Coach Evans seems to be everywhere in this school. "Both of you get to practice. And both of you give me ten laps," Coach Evans says as he shakes his head.
Fuck! Maybe high school isn't for me...
