“Seventeen! Seventeen!” They screamed and stomped their feet. I wasn’t even getting tired. I was in the zone as always. I passed the ball to free myself up when they started to block me. Once they slipped up, I swerved around them, got the ball and made another three point shot.
When the other team’s Coach called a timeout, we made our way back to the bench. My Coach smiled and patted my back.
“You out there showing off kid.” He laughed. “I like the way you play the game but remember, it’s about everybody out there. Now that the other team knows that you’re good, they are going to be all over you, so what we need to do is have the others make the shot. You have to pass the ball to others now.”
“Even if I have the shot?” I asked.
“If you can make the shot, go ahead, but I don’t think that they will let up on you for you to even get that opportunity.” He informed me and I nodded my head.
When the timeout was over, I went back out on the court. I saw the player coming up to me with the basketball in his hand. When I saw him take a misstep, I got in and stole the ball. The crowd roared as I raced to the hoop and threw it in. Now the game was all tied up. It was only a minute left. Again the opposing team asked for another timeout.
“Benjamin!” The Coach patted my back. “That’s some good defense, but when you get out there, they are definitely going to come after you. I need you to get the ball to …” He turned to the bench and screamed out “Aaron!” Aaron got up and locked eyes with me. We were friendly but not really friends yet. “You get the ball to Aaron. I’ve seen you two guys in practice and you have to play just like that out here. You two together, we can get the win in this game. Can we do that?” We just nodded and the timeout was over.
“I’m going to get you the ball,” I mumbled to him.
“I’m going to make it do what it do.” He smiled.
Just like the Coach said, the second the ball turned over to my team, I had two players blocking me. They didn’t want me even touching a ball. When I got it, I pretended that I was going to shoot, and when they jumped to block me, I passed the ball to Aaron. Being the shooting guard that he was he made the three point shot without a problem.
When the other team got the ball, Aaron would set up defense, and the second they passed the ball to someone else, I deflected the ball back to my team. They got the ball to Aaron, who then made a two point layup. Finally, there were only ten seconds left. Aaron looked over at me while the opposing team had the ball. He signaled that he was going to steal the ball or, at least, attempt to. When he went after the player, he passed the ball at the last minute, but I was there to get it. There were five seconds left and I took a crazy shot at half court. Like a typical 90’s basketball movie, it went in. The whole gym erupted and all the players gathered around me.
Aaron got to me first with that smile and said, “Now you know you and I are like Jordan and Pippen, right?”
After the game, there was this huge party on the campus. People just couldn't believe it. We went from losing to winning in the last quarter. I was tired, but Aaron convinced me to go out to the party. We met up right out of the locker room. We got to the sorority house that was off campus. It was packed with everyone. Everybody there was giving me and Aaron high fives and all that. I went from being a nobody to like a celebrity. It was so different from what I was used to.
Back home, after a high school game, it would get crazy. There would be parties but since we were younger, there was only so much that we could do. My parents didn’t play when it came to that. They didn’t want me to lose focus on basketball. My mom’s fear was that I would get a girl pregnant and my father didn’t want me to get injured. I never really had the chance to get into the parties, but here, with no supervision, I was going to get into it.
“Hey, superstar.” This ample bottomed girl said behind me. When I turned around, I saw that it was Michelle. Michelle was a cheerleader and a senior. I always thought that she was gorgeous but because I was a freshman, she never paid me any mind. I guess now that I practically won the game, I was now worth talking to.
“Me?” I pointed playfully to myself.
“I’m only looking at you.” Her light brown eyes went well with her light brown skin. She was so good looking and the way she was batting her eyes at me, it was obvious that she knew it.
“You never talked to me before.”
“You’re not going to let past mistakes affect what we have going on now.”
I wanted to ask her what she meant by what we had going on, but before I could even say that, she was taking my hand and bringing me up the stairs. I caught eyes with Aaron, who had a girl sitting on his lap while he was sipping from a red party cup. He just smiled and gave me a knowing nod. We got to the bedroom and she locked the door behind her.
I looked around the room and it was clear to tell that it wasn’t hers. It was very modern and adult.
“This is not your room?” I asked.
“Does it matter?” She pushed me against the bed. She straddled my lap and took off her shirt. Her breasts sat up proud in this black lace bra. They were huge and my eyes stuck to them. “You can touch them if you want.” She took my hand and put directly over them. I squeezed them softly, still not believing what was going on. “Are you a virgin?”
“No.” I flashed back to losing it during an away game during my sophomore year of high school.
“Then why aren’t you all over me?” She asked.
“I just played a hard game. How about you put in some of the work?”
She gave me a smile and then pulled off my shorts. She had my member out stiff and tall. She licked from the base to the head. She flicked her tongue all around and got it extra wet. I closed my eyes as she put her lips on the tip of the head. She inhaled me like she was gasping for oxygen. My eyes shot open as I looked at her. She kept bobbing up and down. She finally stopped and looked at me.
“You’re so hard,” She commented. She pulled off her underwear and climbed on top. She was about to let me enter her when I stopped her.
“Condom,” I told her.
“It’s okay, I’m clean.”
“Good to know, but still I’m going to put on a condom.”
“You don’t have to worry about anything.”
“I’m not fucking you without a condom.”
She sighed and got off of me. I reached into my pocket and put on the condom. She rolled her eyes.
“What’s the matter?” I asked.
“You’re just ruining everything.”
“Are you trying to say that you don’t want to fuck me?”
“Not that at all.”
I grabbed her close and put my fingers in between her legs. She was still warm and moist. I slide my finger into her most and waiting hole. She started to moan as I went in and out. She grabbed my shoulder and pushed herself on top of my finger more. It wasn’t too long before she was rolling her hips along. I lifted her up and put her back on top of me. I leaned back and watched her get to work.
She leaned forward on my chest and bounced her body up and down. I grabbed both of her breasts and kissed them. I licked the nipples as they peeked out of the bra. She rolled her hips and sighed in pleasure. She moved even faster moaning louder. I bit her hard nipples and she shuddered on top of me. She began to slam against me. She moaned and groaned almost as loud as the music downstairs. I could feel her wetness and it made me want to ram her.
“Let me get in on the fun.”
I flipped her over and pushed myself in her. She worked her body against me and I grabbed a handful of that ample ass. I smacked it and heard it echo throughout the room. I went fast and hard. She moaned into the pillow. I leaned forward and grabbed her face so I could kiss her. She breathed hard and sighed. I could feel her lower body shaking and pretty soon she just exploded against me.
“Oh my God.” She breathed. “It’s so good.”
“Is it?” I chuckled. “But I’m not even finished.”
“What?”
I put her on her back. I had both of her legs at my side and I kept going. She was now shaking even more and I could sense that my end was near. I looked back into her eyes. She bit her bottom lip and opened her legs wider.
“You like this?” She asked.
“Yeah I do.” I kissed her wrist as she put her arms around my neck.
“Is it good for you baby?”
“It is.” I breathed out through my mouth because the climax was nearing. She bit my neck and I gave into the impulses.
I fell to the bed and out of nowhere she cuddled right next to me.
“It was good for me too,” She told me.
“Okay.” I was still catching my breath but then she said something that made me feel like I couldn’t breathe at all.
“So when are you going to make it to the pros so you can buy me nice things?”
“You’re joking, right?”I laughed but she was so serious.
“No, you know that I’m a beautiful woman…”
“Right…”
“And you know that I’ll be by your side no matter what.”
“I know that? How do I know that?”
It was silent between us.
“I’m sure you have seen the basketball wives in the pros. I can be that for you.”
When I saw that she was serious, I sat up and then later left. My father warned me of gold diggers, but when I actually faced with one, I was shocked. Another winning game later and I was approached by other cheerleaders. It didn’t take long for them to have their sights set on me, but it took that one cheerleader for me to just avoid them all.
Chapter 4
“Did you just seriously tell me about your sex life?” She laughed as we walked by an empty playground. It was night now and close to midnight. I was going to let her go in her dorm, but once I started the story, we just started walking around. I didn’t really have to worry for curfew for myself because they were always more lenient on the players.
“I didn’t mean to tell you, but once I started, I couldn’t stop,” I confessed.
We sat on the bench that was in the playground. We were quiet at first. It wasn’t a weird silence, it just felt right. Out of nowhere she put her head on my lap and looked up at me. She had the most beautiful lips. I leaned over and kissed her. They were so soft and it wasn’t long before I felt the blood rushing to the head down there.
My hands started to explore her body. I grabbed one of her breasts and almost expected her to push away, but she when she put her hand over mine and let me squeeze it, I just continued. I would squeeze it and soon, I felt her hard nipple through her bra. Without thinking, I leaned forward and kissed her chest. Then I leaned forward and took her breast out of the jumpsuit and bra. I licked her nipples and sucked on them a little bit. She moaned and bit her lips. She looked right at me and I went to give the same attention to her other breast.
We were in the park but it was like we got carried her away. I kissed her breasts and licked them. I heard her moan and she made sounds of pleasure. Luckily, we were alone in the playground or else someone would have definitely heard us. My hands roamed her body some more and tried to go between her legs. I just wanted to see if I could feel how moist she was, but her hand stopped me.
“Uh uh.” I heard her say between moans. “Not yet.” I moved my hands respecting her wishes.
Simone got up and sat on my lap. I didn’t mind her weight at all. I just put my hands on her round ass and squeezed. She bit her bottom lip and started to move her hips in a circle. I was more than aroused as she dry rode me in the playground. I wanted her so badly. I moved her curly hair to the side and bit her neck. She grabbed my face by my chin. Her nails dug slightly into my face but even that turned me on. She still was biting her lip, but then she pulled me close and kissed me. When she moved away from the kiss, she bit my bottom lip...hard.
“You want to go back to my room?” I asked her.
“Yup.” She nodded. I began to move but she shook her head no. “But I’m not going to.”
“What?” I was confused and hard, which is really a horrible combination.
“I like you and I want you but I’m not having sex with just anybody.”
“I’m not just anybody, I’m me.” I smiled.
“Well as flattering as that is for you,” She was laughing, “it is not enough for me. If I’m going to have sex with someone, he’s going to be my boyfriend. And I don’t sleep with someone that quickly.”
“How long does it take?”
“You want to mark it on your calendar or something?” She joked.
“No, I’m just curious,” I confessed. “How long would it take before a guy is your boyfriend.
“90 days,” She told me.
I threw my head back and laughed. I swear I heard other guys complain about this all the time. Is there some sort of Oprah or Beyonce rule out there for females that we don’t know about? I’ve heard dudes say this but I never thought it would happen to me because I’m an athlete. It’s almost like the same rules don’t apply to us.
“So 90 days?” I asked. “A guy has to wait 90 days before he can have sex with you?”
“Not any random guy, my boyfriend.” She corrected me. I nodded my head slowly. “I’m sorry Benny, I’m not a cheerleader.” She winked.
“I wouldn’t still be here if you were,” I told her and she smiled wider. “But getting back to the topic, I can respect that. I can respect you for that.”
“Could you do it?”
“Wait 90 days to have sex with you?”
“Yeah?” Her eyes asked the question and I automatically nodded my head. “You do know that means that you can’t have sex with other girls.”
“Really?” My eyes opened wide. “So 90 days of sex with no one else but you?”
“Yes, can you handle that?” Her eyebrows arched.
I thought about it. I was so use to girls giving me everything that I wanted. It was off that a girl told me to wait, or even date her. These women would usually let me have sex with them and then I could get back to my mission.
“Okay, I think I can wait three months,” I said. “I think you’re worth it.”
“Trust me, I’ll make it worth the wait.”
It was game night. The score was tied and we were on the final quarter. I had the ball in my hand and I heard the Coach screaming to take a timeout. I told the ref and then handed him the ball.
“I know you guys are tired. This team wants us to continue our two game losing streak, but like I told you earlier, we are having no more losses.” We all nodded our heads with our hands resting against our knees.
“This is our house,” he told us. “Look around.” We didn’t move. “Look around,” he emphasized, “We are NOT going to to be embarrassed in our house! We are going to win this game and we are going to keep winning games until we get to the playoffs. Is that understood?”
“Yes Coach!” we all shouted.
“Now end it with ‘our house’ on three,” we all put our hands in, “1, 2, 3, “
“OUR HOUSE!”
The timeout was over and we were out on the floor. Aaron gave me a nod as I held the basketball on the outside of the court. I gave him a nod back and then wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand. I threw the ball into the court to a fellow teammate. When I got out there, I already had two people on me. My teammate was trying to get the ball to me but I was blocked. He tried to get it over to Aaron, but he was blocked as well.
“Cinderella defense!” I yelled to my teammates. Then two of them came and got the two guys off of me by blocking them. The ball was then freed up to me and then I made the three point shot.
The crowd was cheering as we started to make more shots. We weren’t playing half tired anymore, now we were playing smart. We were actually using the plays that the Coach was coming up with. Whenever one of the players got tied up, we came to his rescue. Now we were up by ten points. There was one minute remaini
ng in the game. The team kept trying to foul to see if they could tie up the game, but they kept fouling me or Aaron. The problem with fouling us was that we always made our shots, so it only helped us with our lead. Finally, the buzzer went off and we broke the slump.
We were screaming and cheering in the locker room. We sat on the benches as the Coach came out to us. He walked in with a sour look on his face. It was like he didn’t care about this win. He just looked as disappointed as he always did when we use to lose.
“You guys...played...like you were gods amongst men. You were actually listening to what I’ve been saying and how surprising was it that it actually worked. How did it feel to be out there?”
“Good,” I mumbled. I put the towel across my face and leaned back onto a locker. “It was real good Coach.”
“And I’m seeing how you guys are playing and it looks good.” He went on. “It looks really professional.”
“Oh really.” Aaron said but you could tell he wasn’t interested and to be honest, none of us really were. We were all so tired from the game.
“Yeah and I wasn’t the only one that thought so. There was an NBA scout out there.”
And that’s all it took for all of us to pay attention.
“Oh, it’s nice to know that you guys are listening. I heard that there was an NBA scout out there.” He repeated to us.
“Do you know what team?” I asked.
“Is it a team back on the East Coast?” Another player asked.
“Or is it a team from the South?” Dwayne, another teammate, asked. He was from North Carolina and he couldn’t wait to get back.
“Listen!” the Coach cut off the chatter. “I don’t know where he’s from but he is coming to our game next week.” We all breathed a sigh of relief. “So we are going to be practicing and going to win this next game,” he told us, “because for all we know, one of you guy in here could be an NBA draft pick.” He left the room.
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