Cheering On the Tight End: A True Riley Cheerleader Story

by Cam Carrera

  Cheering On the Tight End: A True Riley Cheerleader Story

  Cheering On the Tight End: A True Riley Cheerleader Story

  Midpoint

  Cheering on the Tight End

  A True Riley Cheerleader Story

  Cam Carrera

  Copyright: Izzey Press, Inc. 2015

  Atlanta, GA

  Cover Art Copyright: canstockphoto.com/prometeus

  Disclaimer

  All characters are over the age of 18. This story and the characters are a fictional creation by me. Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental.

  Other Books by Cam Carrera

  The Naughty Cheerleader Series

  Cheering On the Tight End

  The Cheerleader Babysits

  Seeds of Good Cheer

  Big Mike and Little Mike vs. the Cheerleader

  The Authority Figure Series

  Earning the Grade: At the Mercy of Her Professor

  Paying His Fine: Couple Under Arrest

  Blackmailed by the Man of the House ….. and His Son

  Table of Contents

  Dear Diary

  The Game

  Operation Free Justin

  Dear Diary

  Author’s Note

  Dear Diary,

  Hi. My name is True Riley. I am a freshman cheerleader at Beachmore College. So far, I like it here. Everyone seems super nice and likes me too. I hope it stays that way.

  For most freshmen, finding your place on a new campus is a hard thing to do at first. However, it’s been a breeze for me. My friends tell me that it does help if you are a gorgeous cheerleader with a lovely smile, piercing blue eyes, long toned legs, and firm C-Cup breasts. But, like a lot of girls, I don’t always see myself that way. I just try to be as nice as I can be to other nice people.

  My besties, Bailey and Kelley, are juniors. They took me under their wing and promised me that they would help me to fit in. Sometimes that isn’t so easy with other girls; you know, jealousy and all. I admit that I had a lot of guy friends in high school and sometimes it went further than just friendship. Other girls notice things like that sometimes and don’t like it. However, I am who I am!

  The only thing that has gone wrong at school is that the dorms were overcrowded this year, and some of us had to live off campus. At first, I thought that might not be good because I wouldn’t be around the other girls on the squad as much. But, as they reminded me, “Girl, you’re gonna have so much more freedom to do what you want with whoever you want.”

  So far, the best thing that Bailey and Kelley have done for me is to introduce me to the guys on the football team. There’s Brad (quarterback), Kwame (running back and receiver), Shane (linebacker), and Tristan (safety). They are all super cool dudes; and, I get the feeling that they like me back. Well, there is this one guy on the team that acts kind of funny around me. He’s the tight end on the football team, and, when I say tight end, I mean he has the tightest end! All of the guys on the team are cute. But this guy is a man among boys on the football field. One time, on the practice field, I saw him take on two defensive guys at once and push them both backward for ten yards. He is definitely the biggest stud in this town!

  His name is Justin. The only problem is; I think he is the only one that does not like me. It bothers me that when I go up to him and say “hi,” he gives me a nervous glance and mumbles something while walking away.

  Kelley says that the problem is that Justin has a girlfriend named Lacy. Apparently, Lacy is his high school sweetheart, and when Justin got his scholarship to play football at Beachmore, she followed him here. The word is that they act like they are a married couple already. At least, Lacy makes it seem that way. The truth is, Lacy can be mean to Justin. It’s as if she is trying to make Justin into her perfect man instead of allowing him to be his real self. Even some of the guys on the team are telling him that she is very controlling and mean spirited. If that leash she has on him were any tighter, someone would have to give Justin mouth-to-mouth.

  And, of course, that someone would be me!

  XOXO,

  True

  The Game

  I can’t believe it! My first football game as a freshman cheerleader!

  I was kind of worried about my new uniform. It’s very cute; but, you never know how something is going to fit until you try it on. Well, worry no more! It fits kind of tight – just how I like it! I’m not gonna lie. I like showing off my tits and slender hips. The short skirt will definitely give the guys in the crowd the show that they came to see.

  They do come to see the cheerleaders and not the football game, right?

  It’s weird sometimes because I can tell when some of them are looking at me during the game. They will be sitting right next to their wife, and it won’t even matter. I can tell what they think when they look at me. I must admit that it turns me on!

  However, nothing gets me going like Justin does. Bailey told me that it is so obvious that Brad wants to go out with me. I guess most of the time that’s what a girl wants. I mean to have the quarterback interested in you is like a prestige thingy!

  The only problem is that Brad isn’t the guy that I dream about. Okay, he would do in a pinch. But, right now I can’t think of anyone but Justin.

  Should I feel bad that he has a girlfriend? Maybe. It’s just that Lacy is such a bitch! I would be doing Justin a favor by taking him away from her.

  The band is on the field and getting the crowd peaked for the game. Some of the band guys were watching me as I ran by them. Actually, some of them were kind of cute. This one guy said hi to me. I told him he had an awfully big horn. It totally blew his mind because he then completely missed his notes. I can’t think about Mr. Horn, though. The team needs me. More importantly, Justin needs me!

  The squad lines up in the endzone, and then we form two pyramids, one on each side of this huge banner. We hold it up as the football team jumps up and down behind it. The primal sounds they are making to pump themselves up are getting me excited too. In fact, I think I spotted my panties! I wonder if anyone will notice.

  Being the smallest, I am on top of the pyramid on my side, and when the team bursts through the banner, I feel as if I might burst too. When I dismount and nail my landing perfectly, I wriggled around to check things out down there. Whew! I think I’m good.

  As the team charges onto the field, I easily spot which one Justin is. Like I said, he has the best tight end on the field!

  We walk over to the other side of the field where the band is filing into the stands so that we can cheer on the students from the sideline. As we passed by the team, they were holding their helmets up in the air as the team on the field got ready to kick off. I couldn’t believe what I did next!

  I just could not help myself. I patted him on his bubble butt and said, “Go get ‘em champ!”

  Justin turned around to see who did it, and he seemed surprised to find out that it was me. “True! You know that Lacy could be watching. You’re gonna get me into trouble!”

  “I don’t see a ring on your finger. I simply slapped you on the butt just like you guys do to each other,” I replied.

  For once, he cracked a smile. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

  My heart fluttered as I realized that maybe there was hope! I couldn’t wait to go back and tell Kelley and Bailey. I wasn’t sure if they would judge me or not for flirting with another girl’s man. However, being the besties that we are, and given the fact that they agree that Lacy is a real bitch, they both gave me a big hug and told me to cheer Justin on extra hard tonight.

  The firs
t half seemed to go by so fast. Both teams are struggling and fighting as hard as they can. Beachmore is hanging in there with them. I had this feeling that we were going to win, and it was going to be a great night. The other team tried double teaming Justin, and it didn’t work! He still plowed right over them making room for Kwame to run around his cute end and down the sideline for a score. The whole place went wild!

  As the team ran off the field for halftime, I ran onto the field to cheer them. I caught a glimpse of Justin and noticed that he was smiling at me. “Way to go, Justin!” I screamed out to him.

  Just then, I felt a tapping on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Lacy staring at me with a cross look on her face and her arms folded. Her ‘narrow-thin’ lips were pinched, and her hateful looking eyes narrowed as they focused on me.

  “Make sure you stay away from Justin, you freshman bimbo!” she snarled.

  “Honey, if your man is looking at me, that’s not my problem,” I said before storming off.

  I went right up to Bailey and Kelley and told them about what Lacy had done. That’s when we hatched a plan to get Justin alone with me after the game. As we clasped hands and smiled, we all said in unison, “Operation Free Justin!”

  Operation Free Justin

  In the waning moments of the game, Brad rolled out to his right and threw a short pass to Justin. Justin then turned and ran over two men and stiff-armed a third one out of his way as he rumbled down the sideline and into the endzone to win the game! The crowd went nuts, and the whole team ran down to the corner where Justin was and lifted him up onto their shoulders and gave him a king’s ride off of the field.

  Thinking that Lacy would try to get down there before he went into the locker room, I raced down to tell him how happy I was that he had won the game for us. However when I got there, Lacy was not there. Bailey scanned the crowd and noticed that Lacy was still sitting in the stands seemingly bored by the whole scene. I saw her glance at her watch and shake her head in a huff as if she had better places to be!

  Justin came over to the squad, and we both hugged his strong, muscular neck one at a time. He looked around with an excited look on his face to see where Lacy was. He found her in her usual seat and shouted, “Baby, come down here and celebrate!”

  “Would you please hurry up, my art club group is expecting us back at the student center!” she answered back.

  I looked up at his face and saw more than a hint of disappointment. His eyes turned sad as he glanced down at me. My heart went out to him, and I gave him a big hug saying to him, “Justin, I think you are wonderful. You can do better, ya know?”

  At the moment, “thanks” was all that he could muster. Lacy had ruined his special moment for him. The whole scene just made me even more determined to show Justin just how special I think he is. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and ran back to the girls.

  It was now time to set “Operation Free Justin” into motion.

  I waited outside of the locker room as the guys slowly started to leave the stadium having showered and changed into their jeans and letterman jackets. Bailey and Kelley stood back behind a tree to make sure that the plan worked.

  As Justin emerged, I was the first face that he saw. Instantly, he smiled and said, “True, I am so sorry that I have been giving you the cold shoulder. It’s Lacy, you know? I don’t want to make her mad.”

  “I totally get it, Justin. It’s so sweet that you care about her so much. But, what I want to know is, does she care about you?” I asked.

  “Yeah, sometimes I wonder about that,” Justin responded.

  Then he looked at me with a puzzled look and asked, “What are you doing out here all by yourself?”

  “Well, you know I have to live off campus, and my ride accidentally left me,” I explained. “I texted them, but they didn’t answer,” I said as I bowed my head and looked up at him to give him my best sad puppy dog face.

  “I’m supposed to meet Lacy at the student center like yesterday, but I don’t want just to leave you here,” he said sympathetically.

  “Yeah, well, I am still new here. I am kind of afraid to walk all the way over to my apartment on Ashford alone,” I whined as I glanced over at my co-conspirators behind the tree. Each of them putting their hand over their mouths so as not to laugh at my pitiful acting performance. It’s a good thing that I had brushed my hair and touched up my makeup while I waited for Justin. That girl has a real tight hold on him. I swear, if I can pull this off, I will show Justin the time of his life!

  I saw Justin mulling it over in his mind. Does he push me off onto one of his teammates or does he do the gentlemanly thing and see me home safely?

  “My truck is right over here. I can drop you off and I will just have to apologize to Lacy for being so late,” he said.

  I squealed as I bounced up and down on my tippy toes noticing that Justin was glancing down at my tits. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and thanked him profusely. As we turned to walk away, I grabbed his arm and allowed him to lead me to his truck. I glanced backward and winked at Kelley and Bailey, both of whom were so excited for me. Behind Justin’s back, I waved them back behind the tree so as not to give “Operation Free Justin” away!

  Okay, I thought to myself. It’s show time. Now it is all on me. It’s a five-minute drive back to my apartment, perhaps ten if we hit all the red lights. That’s how long I have to seduce the hunky, hulky, and handsome Justin!

  Things were quiet at first in the truck, so I decided to make a move. I slid over next to him and put my left hand in his pocket and rubbed his thigh with my other hand. Then I laid my head down on his shoulder and asked him, “Do you mind this?”

  Justin stuttered and stammered as he tried to find the right words. It was as if he knew this was wrong, but he wanted it to be right. As he struggled to articulate his situation with Lacy, I interrupted him saying, “You know, Justin, she doesn’t own you. She doesn’t treat you the way that you deserve to be treated. When we get to my apartment, I can show you how a hero like you should celebrate a big win!”

  We came to a stop at a light. The red cast down into the truck and across our faces. I looked up at him and saw him staring back down at me. “Is this for real?” he asked. “Lacy promises me and promises me, but we never do anything except kiss.”

  “Baby, it’s time for a real woman to show you the wonders of life. I won’t make you empty promises. I will let you have anything that you want.” I then reached down and grabbed his hard gear shift. He flinched at first but then started to relax as I rubbed his bulging manhood through his ever tightening jeans.

  The light turned green, but Justin didn’t even notice. The car behind us honked loudly to get Justin’s mind temporarily back on the road.

  “What if Lacy finds out?” he wondered aloud.

  “Oh yeah, what would she do if she found out about us?” I asked him back.

  “She’s a mean girl sometimes. When she doesn’t get her way, she gets very angry,” he warned.

  “Justin, you are 6-3, 220 lbs. of solid muscle. Why do you let her treat you like this?”

  “Sweety, all that you need is some pussy. I’ve got some. Want it?” I queried naughtily.

  He laughed a nervous, almost boy-like giggle and put his free hand over mine pressing it harder into his eager crotch. He knew that was what he needed. After all, he was a twenty-year-old man now. He was a star athlete on scholarship, a real big man around campus. College was made for men like Justin to shine.

  With Lacy dragging him down, he couldn’t shine. He simply was not allowed to. Their relationship had become stale; basically, it was all about her and what she thought their relationship should be. Justin’s teammates sometimes called him a pussy behind his back. Now was his chance to show them and to show me that he was anything but a pussy.

  As we pull up into the parking lot of my apartment complex, I have managed to get his fly unzipped and his hard pecker out to play with. Justin put his arm around me and kissed me d
eeply as I continued to massage him and weave my seductive spell over the horny jock.

  He opened the door and stepped out. I slid past the wheel and into his waiting arms. He looked around to notice if anyone would see, but as his hard cock pointed the way, he carried me through the side door and into the stairwell.

  The sounds of his steps and our kissing echoed through the chamber as he climbed higher and higher, ever stoking my internal furnace as high as it will go. We barely made it through the door before hearing a girl laughing while talking on her cell phone coming down the hallway.