Vance was waiting for us after we got off the airplane, “You gonna move to the city now?” He asked me.
I shook my head, “Hell no!”
Vi agreed, “Her dad’s house is like a frikin’ mansion! I took a million pictures to show you.” She told Vance.
I shot a quick text to Tabitha letting her know we safely made it to solid ground.
The summer seemed to fly by and before I knew it I was packing to head off to college, but not before having one hell of a going away party. And surprisingly everybody got along, even when Julia showed up with her new boyfriend. I didn’t miss the way Vance watched the two of them together, but I could tell that Julia was pretty into the guy. Vi took at least a hundred pictures of us all partying so she could send them to Tabitha. Right away Tabitha called, “I’m so jealous of everybody getting to hang out with you. And what really makes me mad…I’m coming home the week after you leave.” She told me.
“Seriously?”
“Yep! I mean, yeah I’ve had a lot of fun here once we got past the awkwardness but I miss home.” Tabitha said with a sigh.
“I’ll call you later when I get home, okay?”
“Okay, tell everybody I say hi! Love you.”
“Love you too.” I replied with a smile. Then we disconnected the call. I stayed for a couple of more hours. Before I left everybody hugged me and wished me luck, when Ally hugged me she whispered, “If you ever decide to ditch Tabitha…I’m just a phone call away.”
I shook my head and pushed her away.
Tabitha and I talked for close to an hour that night, I tried to get her to have phone sex but she laughed and said that Langem was sleeping next to her in her bed.
“I’m pretty sure my balls are going to explode.” I groaned when I laid down in bed, the phone cradled between my ear and shoulder. “Go in your bathroom lock the door and FaceTime me, please?”
The sound of the bedding rumpled in the background, “Did I tell you that when Rachel and I went out shopping that I bought something for myself?” She said softly.
“More clothes? I bet it’s more shoes.” I replied with a grin.
“Mmmm nope!” I could tell by the slight echo in the phone that she was in the bathroom. “Okay I’m going to hang up and FaceTime you. Give me a minute.” Tabitha said.
“Hurry!” I replied with a groan.
She laughed then the call was disconnected. I laid in bed and stared at the ceiling, then looked at my phone—waiting for it to ring. A few minutes went by and I started to think that maybe Langem had woke up and needed her. I laid my phone on my chest and closed my eyes, then my phone rang. I connected the call and couldn’t stop smiling at the sight of Tabitha’s beautiful face. “God you’re beautiful.” I told her.
“I miss you so much.” She told me. “Ready to see what I bought?” Her cheeks turned slightly pink.
“If it’s sexy lingerie…” the words died off when she held up a flesh colored dildo. “What in the fuck!” I practically shouted.
“Shhh!” She put a finger to her lips. “Are you mad? I tried to tell Rachel I didn’t need it.”
“Hell no, I’m not mad. How’d you get into an adult store? You’re supposed to be over eighteen!”
Tabitha laughed softly, “Rachel has a fake ID, we went in the store together and they never even checked our ID’s.”
“Is that a suction cup on the bottom?” I questioned.
She giggled, “Yep and it vibrates too…I haven’t used it—yet.”
“You’re about to! I’m pretty sure my dick is as hard as steel right now. Turn just the vanity lights on and shut the overhead light off.”
“I’m going to get my ear buds, hang on.” Tabitha rushed out of the bathroom then reappeared in a just a few seconds. “Are we seriously about to do something like this?” She asked after she had the ear buds put in.
I hummed my response and smiled when she closed her eyes. “Now can I get you to take those shorts and that tank top off?” She quickly stripped herself naked then flipped the camera view so I was seeing her reflection in the mirror. “God I miss those perfect tits.” I groaned. She raised her left hand and started massaging her breast and rubbing her thumb across her nipple. I pushed my boxers down and fisted my cock in my hand, it throbbed against my palm as I watched Tabitha touch herself. Slowly she slid her hand down her body until her fingers were edging closer to her pussy. “Spread your lips and tap your clit for me.”
She parted the lips with her ring and index fingers, using her middle finger she found her clit. “Oh god.” She whispered. Each tap and circle she made against her clit, I could just imagine her pussy growing wetter.
“See how wet you are for me, my dick is rock hard for you.” I told her. Precum had beaded on the top so I smeared it around the head with my thumb. “Sit on the edge of the tub and let me watch you close up.”
“This is just so weird.” She said but turned the camera view around then sat down. I switched my camera view so she could see how hard I was and see that I was stroking my dick. Each time she pushed a finger inside of herself I moaned, imagining how good it felt to be inside of her. I could see her finger was slick with her own come, “I wish you were here.” She moaned out softly.
“Trust me…so do I!” I reached into my nightstand and grabbed the small bottle of lube and squirted it directly onto my dick. I spread the slickness up and down, “I can just imagine how wet you are, how your pussy muscles are tightening each time I lick your clit and push two fingers deep inside of you.” Tabitha moaned and continued to finger fuck herself, “Put that dildo on the edge of the tub and straddle it, like you’re getting ready to ride me.” My voice was deep and raspy. Once she had it secured to the tub she positioned herself over it and laid the phone down. “I’m jealous that I have to wear a condom and the dildo doesn’t.” I told her. She laughed breathlessly then propped her phone up as she sank down.
“Keep talking…” she whispered.
I stroked my cock in rhythm with her when she would rise up and slide back down. “Imagine me grinding against you and rubbing your clit, your pussy juices coating my cock until it’s running down to my nuts.”
“Oh god…I…” she was getting ready to come and sadly, so was I. “Rub your clit and watch the screen.” I told her.
She rocked back and forth and circled her clit, her eyes focused on her phone. “Morgan, I’m going to come.” She breathed out. She licked her lips and bit her bottom lip to quiet her moans, I watched as her stomach muscles contracted with each wave of her orgasm. Then I shot ribbons of come onto my stomach, my cock twitched and my balls pumped until there was nothing left. “That was…” her cheeks turned pink with embarrassment.
“The sexiest fucking thing I’ve seen.” I said.
She stood up, the dildo shined with her wetness, “It wasn’t the same, by any means.” Tabitha said with a laugh. She struggled to get the dildo off the tub edge, “Oh my god, Morgan, it won’t come off!” She said.
I chuckled, “Try pulling one corner up.”
With a loud pop it released. “Can you imagine if that wouldn’t have worked?”
She yawned after she put her clothes back on and washed the dildo off. “I’ll call you tomorrow, okay. Get some sleep.” I told her.
“I love you.”
“Love you too.”
Then the screen went black. After cleaning myself up, I laid in bed and stared at the ceiling. I had no idea when I would actually get to see her again after practices started, but I promised myself that I would do everything in my power to try and surprise her when I had some free time.
The following day my parents followed behind me in their vehicle as we drove to college. I tried to call Tabitha a couple of times but she didn’t answer. Vi and a few others had text me wishing me good luck and not to get too busy that I couldn’t come home and party on a weekend.
Just as we pulled up to my dorm Tabitha called me back, “I’m SO sorry, I plugged my phone in last night
after I talked to you, but the stupid adaptor wasn’t even plugged in to the wall charger part.” She said with a laugh.
I laughed, “I just got here, let me get everything up to my room. I’ll call you this evening.”
“Okay, love you.”
“Love you too.”
Before carrying everything inside I decided it would be best to find my room first. The building was still fairly empty except for a few guys in the lounge area. They gave me a quick nod in greeting, “Sup?” the one asked.
“Can you point me in the direction of 601?”
The guys both stood up, “I’m Brody, Running back.” He extended his hand. The other guy shook my hand and introduced himself as Zander a tight end. After I told them who I was I followed them into the elevator. “Most of the players are here but still unpacking. First thing tomorrow morning we have to be at the practice facility by seven.” Zander told me.
“All of us players have a room with no roommate. Coach claims that way we can focus on school better and nights that we get home late we won’t disturb anybody else.” Brody informed me. After opening my door I smiled, the room was a pretty good size and had its own attached bathroom. I pulled the thick black out curtains open and cranked the windows open.
“Well, thanks. I’d better get back down there so we can start bringing everything up here.” I told them.
“We’ll help, not like we’ve got anything better to do.” Zander said with a laugh.
Mom was relieved that more muscles offered to help, “I can sit back and point to where everything goes!”
We all laughed before we unloaded boxes and started the process of taking everything inside. It didn’t take long to have both vehicles emptied and my room filled with boxes. When I looked over at mom she was standing at the small desk, crying. Zander and Brody walked over and gently hugged her; “We’ll make sure he’s in bed by nine o’clock every night.” Brody told her.
She sniffled and laughed at the same time, “Thanks!”
They winked at me before leaving. I walked over to mom and hugged her, “You knew this day was coming…” I trailed off when she started sobbing against my chest.
“Shut up…just let me have my moment.” She said. Dad rolled his eyes and shook his head while trying not to laugh. “Okay…” she pulled away from me and smoothed her hands down my shirt, “I have to leave or I’ll be a blubbering mess in here all day long.”
I hugged her tight then gave dad a hug, “You take care son, we’ll be expecting frequent updates.” He told me.
“You got it!” I followed them out to their vehicle and hugged mom one more time. She was still crying when they drove out of the parking lot. I went back up to my room and started sorting through the boxes. It took about an hour before I finally put the last of my stuff away.
Just as I sat down on the bed to call Tabitha, someone knocked on my door. When I opened it Brody and Zander were standing there, “We are gonna go grab something to eat, do you want to go with us?” Zander asked.
On the drive through town we talked about where we were from, football, and girlfriends. We agreed on a burger joint that looked like a fifty’s style restaurant. After ordering we sat outside at a picnic table. “So how long have you been with your woman?” Brody asked.
“A little over a year, we broke up for a short period but got back together.”
Zander raised an eyebrow in question.
“She uhh…cheated on me with her step brother and one of my good friends.”
Zander’s eyes got big, “And you took the bitch back?”
“Don’t call her that.” I gave him a pointed stare.
Brody whistled a long low whistle, “Her step brother that was your good friend…you must really love her.”
I nodded, “It sucked, ripped my fuckin’ heart out, I do love her. So, tell me more about your women.” I said to change the subject.
“Mine, Avery, will be coming to school here. She’s pretty chill, we’ve dated on and off for the last couple of years.” Brody told me.
“My ex, Paisley, and I decided to take a break. She graduates this year from high school. She didn’t want to try the whole ‘long distance’ relationship.” Zander said with a shrug of his shoulders.
Our meals showed up and we ate in silence, “Now I can go back to the dorm and sleep like baby.” Zander said with a sigh before belching loudly.
“Yep, lets head out, we have an early start tomorrow.” I said.
When we got back to the dorms, I showered and laid my practice clothes out for the next day. I called Tabitha and we talked for almost an hour before I finally coulnd’t hold my eyes open. “You’ll call me as often as you can right?” She asked.
I chuckled, “If practice doesn’t kill me, I’ll call.”
We told each other we loved each other then hung up.
Practice started off with coach and staff introductions followed by a tour of the facility. Then our conditioning started, and the coaches had no mercy on anybody. But I loved it; I loved feeling the burn in my muscles and the fatigue that I had to mentally fight off. The coaches put us through numerous sprinting, jumping, catching, and timed physical tests. I was pretty surprised to see that some of the returning players were actually struggling to make it through practice. “That’s what a summer of booze and bitches will do to you!” The head coach, Adam yelled.
Four hours later we were dismissed and told to return to the lifting room at eight o’clock that same night.
For the first two weeks that was our routine, every day except for on Saturdays and Sundays. I’m not going to lie and say it wasn’t exhausting, because it was, but totally worth it in my opinion. On our off days I would hang out with a bunch of the other guys in the lounge room. We usually played the Xbox, ordered pizza, and talked about the upcoming season. And Sunday night was when I had the most free time to call Tabitha. Her schedule had turned busy once she was back home, dance practice was in full swing and so she was usually exhausted by the time we talked. Sometimes we would talk for only about fifteen minutes and other times we would talk for over an hour…countless times she fell asleep mid conversation and there were times she would cry because she missed me and wanted me to come home for a night. If I could have…I would have but coach Adam would have ripped my ass for leaving campus for a “distraction”.
Vi, Corbin, Luke, and Vance would randomly text me and ask how I was liking college. Of course Corbin and Luke wanted to know if there were a ton of single hot chicks to pick from. I laughed and replied that I wasn’t even looking and that I stayed busy between practice and lifting.
When school started our practices still continued. It was exhausting trying to keep up with everything, by the time I was done with lifting in the evenings I was ready for bed. It was then that I realized how hard this was going to be on me and Tabitha’s relationship. I told myself the very first weekend I was able to go home, that I would. I missed her and felt like shit that I wasn’t getting to talk to her as much as she wanted me to.
But…the first open weekend I had the guys decided that we all needed to party and hit up some of the parties around campus. I tried to tell them that I was going to go home but they argued that there would be another time to go home and ‘bang the babe’. Tabitha wasn’t happy that I decided to stay, but I promised to come home in the next couple of weeks.
The parties were obviously way different than the parties we had back home. And the football team was like royalty at each party. For the first time I found myself actually enjoying being able to drink and socialize with everybody. One little brown haired, brown eyed, dark skinned girl caught my attention right away. She stood off to the side of the living room, looking shy but amazingly beautiful. She was talking to one of her friends and we would randomly catch each other staring. “You should go introduce yourself.” Reed the quarterback said and bumped my shoulder with his.
“Nah…I’ve got a good woman back home.” I told him.
The more beers
I drank the more I found myself searching for that girl. I made my way through the living room of the frat house that we were at, one more beer and I was going to head back to my dorm. Standing next to the doorway of the kitchen, there she was. Our eyes met at the same time, she smiled then quickly looked away. As I walked past her I could smell a faint vanilla sweet scent. I refilled my cup and walked out of the kitchen. She was just walking out the front door, against my better judgment I followed her. A couple of her friends were staggering toward the rail of the porch and digging through their purses. “FOUND ONE!” Her one friend exclaimed proudly as she waved a cigarette in the air before shoving the end of it in her mouth. The other friend tried to light it for her and failed miserably. “Can we go home yet?” The sweet smelling brunette said with a sigh.
“Nope! Have you not seen all the hunky men here? And don’t even try to lie, I’ve seen you checking out that one southern looking football player.” The friend said as she continued to try and light her friend’s cigarette.
“He’s…cute. But you know that saying, the cute ones are either taken or gay or assholes.” She replied.
I walked over to where they were standing and took the lighter from her friend. “You’re really struggling with that cancer stick.” I said and lit it for her.
The little brunette sucked in a quick breath; her cheeks turned a beautiful shade of pink. “Thank…thanks.” She stuttered out shyly.
“Name’s Morgan.” I extended my hand to her.
“Oh…um, Naomi. This is Tessa and this is Christa.” I shook each of their hands.
“Are you gay?” Tessa asked.
“Uh—no.” I replied.
“Hmmm, are you an asshole?”
“I don’t think of myself as one.”
“You’re in a relationship with a girl then?” Tessa slurred.
“Shut up Tess!” Naomi hissed and rolled her eyes. “Sorry.” She said and blushed.
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