It was hard to look away. I hadn’t gotten laid since the night I was drafted to the NFL and ended things with my college girlfriend. We both knew it wasn’t forever and I wasn’t a fan of long distance relationships. I tried to channel all my pent-up testosterone begging to be released into every hit I laid on the tackling dummy. If I hadn’t been wearing a tight jock strap, it would have probably given me an erection just thinking about watching the opposing quarterback crumble underneath one of my hits. It was my first year, but the starter got hurt and I was going to have a spot on the defensive line if I impressed Coach Dawson. I made that my mission. Pussy could wait. There would always be plenty of pussy for a starter in the NFL. The important thing was getting there.
Crush. Smash. Again.
SPRING TRAINING ENDED and our first preseason game was approaching fast. No matter how much time I spent on the field, there was a certain new cheerleader named Mia that had caught my attention when I wasn’t practicing. She didn’t seem to be as stuck up as the rest of the new girls on the squad—much less the veterans. I wasn’t the only one showing interest. Many other players were circling her like a vulture, especially when one of the cheerleaders let it slip that she was a virgin. A virgin at her age—that seemed impossible—but damn if I wasn’t intrigued. I finished showering after practice was done for the day and got dressed. Most of the other players had already headed off to party before we were back on the field the next day, but I had gotten some extra reps in the weight room, so I was already late. When I walked outside, I saw Mia leaning against her car with the hood up.
“Is there a problem?” I walked over to her as she furiously typed something out on her cell phone.
“Hey, Matt.” She smiled. “Yeah, my battery is dead, or maybe it is the alternator. Google is confusing.”
“Let me look.” I dropped my bag and leaned under the hood. “Have you called anyone yet?”
“I was trying to figure out if I needed someone to jump me off or come tow it before I called.” She messed around with her phone some more.
“Go turn the ignition.” I pointed towards the car.
Mia was gorgeous in her tight shorts and almost transparent white t-shirt that had gotten soaked with sweat while she stood in the sun. I really hadn’t managed to get five minutes alone with her, despite obsessing over her since I first saw her twirling in the air on the sidelines. Every time I tried to talk to her, it seemed like there was a line of guys ahead of me. Even the other cheerleaders seemed to be jealous of the attention she was getting. They probably regretting letting everyone know she was a virgin because that brought out the vultures, circling her and hoping for a shot at her cherry. I wanted a shot too. I wanted to be balls deep in her virgin pussy, just like everyone else. I had never been with a virgin before, even when I was plowing my way through high school.
“Anything?” Mia turned the ignition and I heard a faint cry followed by silence.
“It’s the battery. Hold on, I got jumper cables in my truck.” I leaned back from underneath the hood and started walking towards my truck.
“Thank you!” Mia stepped out her car and watched as I climbed into the cab of my brand-new Chevy.
It didn’t take long to get her motor humming again and when her car was roaring back to life, I was already feeling my desire for Mia growing stronger. Her laugh was intoxicating. Her eyes were so blue the Texas sky had nothing on their shimmer. She looked so good when she was happy and she lit up the entire parking lot with her smile. I had to ask her out. I might not get another chance to have her alone. I had never struggled with asking for a date before, but when I leaned against her driver side window, I felt some butterflies churning in my stomach. Her stare was so inviting. Her lips were so damn irresistible it was hard to form words instead of just showing her my interest with a long passionate kiss.
“So, Mia.” I looked down at the pavement. “Some of the guys are going out tonight. Would you be interested in meeting us at Lone Star Pub? We booked the place for a private party.”
“A private party?” I saw her eyebrows raise.
“The team will be there. Some of the cheerleaders will show up, I’m sure. You won’t be out of place.” I flashed her my smile.
“Sure, why not.” She shrugged. “I’ve been there before.”
Victory.
Chapter 3: Mia
A date with Matt freaking Rollins? Yes, please!
Making the cheerleader squad for the Texas Cowboys was a dream come true. I never imagined standing on the sidelines at a Nationwide Football League game, much less actually being a cheerleader at one. I certainly didn’t anticipate being invited to a private party by Matt Rollins, a first round draft pick that was about to become the biggest star in the Lone Star state. I had watched him at practice. He was a beast. He wasn’t the first player on the team to invite me out for a date, but he was the first one that didn’t suggest the date start at his place or a luxury hotel. One of the cheerleaders found out I was a virgin when I said I didn’t use tampons because they hurt. After that spread through the locker room like wildfire, it seemed like I got a lot of attention from guys who wanted to lay claim as the one who conquered my virginity.
Okay, here goes. My first private party.
It was strange walking into the Lone Star Pub for a private party after being there with my work colleagues so many months before. The job at Texas Pride Accounting felt like a distant memory. The pub was packed with players, a few cheerleaders, and a ton of girls I didn’t know. It seemed like there were three girls for every guy. Most of them were wearing a lot less revealing attire than the black dress I had chosen for the occasion. I scanned the bar quickly, looking for any sign of Matt, but I didn’t see him in the crowd. I pushed my way through a group of girls that were hovering around the star quarterback, Jerrod Grant, and got a drink from the bartender. I was surprised to find out it was free. Apparently, the players were paying for everything and having a bunch of liquored up girls with no limit on their tab was the best route to getting what they wanted. Jerrod left the group of girls and leaned on the bar next to me.
“Damn, Mia. You look hot in that dress.” He ran his finger down my arm. “Did you come with anyone or are you fair game?”
“Matt asked me to come.” I looked over at him and smiled.
“Matt Rollins? Damn, that dude hits like a truck. He’ll destroy that virgin pussy of yours.” He laughed.
He’s not very subtle.
“We’re just going to hang out.” I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Right.” His laughter turned to a chuckle. “You shouldn’t get with a guy like him your first time. You need someone who can go the distance, play the whole game, and make sure you can walk tomorrow.’
Nope, not subtle at all.
“I guess that was your way of offering?” I shook my head with a slight laugh.
“I know how to hit the target, baby. I won’t jackhammer you until you’re dead. I’ll take it slow.” His finger drifted up my arm again. “I’ll make you quiver. It’ll blow your mind.”
Shit...
“Don’t listen to that jackass.” Another player stumbled up to the bar. It was our star running back, Roger Young. “It you want a man that can find the hole—every hole—you need to go home with me.”
“You know you ain’t shit unless I give you the ball, so piss off.” Jerrod pushed him playfully.
“Are these guys bothering you, miss?” I heard Matt’s voice and I turned to see him approaching.
“Uh oh.” Jerrod shook his head. “Her boyfriend’s here.”
“Boyfriend?” Roger smirked and turned to Matt. “Matt ain’t looking for love, he’s just looking for a fuck.”
“If I was just looking for a fuck, I’d take you to the bathroom and get my rocks off—little man.” Matt towered over the smaller running back.
“I told you baby.” Jerrod patted my arm. “He’s a jackhammer.”
I had never been the center of attention before. I
t was almost intoxicating to have three of the highest paid players in Texas swarming around me like I was the only girl in the bar. One drink turned into several and I started getting buzzed. None of them left. In fact, I started attracting more guys as the drinks kept flowing. In addition to the three that had already started, three other guys from the team joined in. One was a dark eyed guy named Chad Watson who played multiple positions, one was a veteran safety named Hank Smith, and the other was a kicker named Joe Rollins—he was Matt’s brother. My head was spinning from the attention and from the drinks. I wasn’t sure which one was stronger, but it seemed like a constant stream of sexual innuendos and none of them even had the hint of jealousy. I was surprised it didn’t break out into a brawl considering my experience with having the attention of more than one guy in the past.
“I need to run to the restroom.” I sat my latest drink down and hopped off the barstool.
“Don’t stay gone too long.” Matt let his hand graze mine as I walked past.
“She’ll be back.” Jerrod laughed. “She still has to choose one of us to take her virginity.”
“Maybe she likes us all.” Hank slapped my ass as I walked past and the group laughed.
Yeah that’s a problem—I do like them all. They’re all wonderful in their own way and having this much attention is incredible. Matt brought me to the dance though and it would be a little unfair to go home with someone else, so if it ain’t him, I probably need to go home alone.
I’m not sure that is going to be possible.
Chapter 4: Coach Dawson
The blonde under the table polishing my cock had an enthusiastic set of lips. She worked the shaft while her younger sister kept my balls suspended on her tongue. They probably traded up a few times, but I didn’t notice a difference. I knew I wasn’t the only guy in the bar with a girl under the table, but several of the guys had started to congregate around one of our new cheerleaders. She was a delicious young thing named Mia that looked inexperienced as hell. It didn’t matter if you coached from the sidelines or played on field, if you were a member of the Texas Cowboys, there was always someone ready to get you off. Every girl knew someone that would be jealous when they told them they hooked up with an NFL player—or even a coach. The two girls under the table were regulars. I had fucked them several times and it wasn’t uncommon for me to take both home for the evening.
“Keep going girls, you know I’ll make you both cum when we get back to my place.” I ran my finger through Tiffany’s hair—or maybe it was Brandy’s mop—I couldn’t tell the difference.
I was a bit intrigued when I saw Mia head to the restroom, especially when none of the players followed her. The sinks in those restrooms had seen more action than some of the hotel rooms in the area. The preseason party at Lone Star Pub was a regular event that I threw for the players every year and they usually made it an open bar for the girls that showed up. The players deserved to get hammered and do some hammering before they hit the road for the opening game. We would play a couple of preseason games, but those were just warm-up matches for us to get some reps in. The real shit started when we hit the road to Atlanta and played one of our rivals. I wasn’t sure what to make of the virgin, Mia, but I didn’t need her distracting the team from their goals, so I decided to go talk with her while she was alone.
Shit, I am going to interrupt Tiffany and Brandy to talk to this girl? I’m a good fucking coach.
“Need to hit the head, ladies.” I tapped one of them and started stuffing my cock back in my pants.
I removed myself from the table with my cock still hard in my pants. I saw the two girls shuffle back to their seats and pretend like they hadn’t just spent the last hour on their knees. The sipped their drinks that were probably warm by that point. I positioned myself halfway down the hallway between the two restrooms and waited for Mia to emerge. I didn’t know much about her, but word had gotten around quickly that she was a virgin. The doors opened and she stepped out, adjusting the hem of her dress. She had legs that went on for miles and that was even without the short cheerleader skirt. Once I got a good look at her, I understood what all the fuss was about. She even made my cock tingle when she got closer. I put an arm out to block her path before she could return to the crowd.
“Mia, right?” I narrowed my eyes at her.
“Hey, Coach Dawson.” She smiled and her face lit up with one of the most beautiful smiles I had ever seen.
“What’s going on with you and the team?” I leaned towards her. “Are you going to leave all my players with blue balls tonight?”
“Coach Dawson...” She blushed and looked down at the floor.
“Look, I get it. You’re young, beautiful, and you’re a virgin. You probably haven’t had this kind of attention before, but there are a lot of very pretty girls getting neglected tonight because six of my best players are focused on you.” I stared her down as she looked up again. “I don’t care if you go home with one of them or all of them, but you need to figure out what the plan is because if you’re not planning on going home with any of them, I think we’re going to have a riot.”
“Damn...” She muttered. “I was just having fun. I don’t know which one to choose. They’re all amazing.”
“Which one makes your pussy wet?” My words were blunt, but she needed to get her shit together.
“Um...” She looked back at the floor. “They all do—kinda.”
“Come with me.” I took her by the wrist and walked her back towards the group. “Guys, follow me.”
“Coach?” I saw Jerrod’s face turn to a surprised look of shock.
“Back room, team huddle—now!” I snapped at him with the same intensity I did on the field.
“Yes sir, Coach.” Jerrod put his drink down and when he followed, the other six immediately trailed behind the locker room leader.
I was about to propose something very strange, but it wasn’t the first time I had to resort to it. Mia was hardly the first girl to get the attention of several guys at once, but usually it wasn’t six of my best players. I had refereed backroom brawls and parking lot standoffs when pussy was on the line, but Mia was different. The guys weren’t fighting over her. They were all just trying to get in her panties. I wasn’t sure if it was the intense team building exercises we had done or if they were just playing nice, but I didn’t want the alcohol to turn good judgment into bloodshed if she chose one of them when the night was almost over. The more alcohol they downed, the bigger that risk got. When we were in the back room, I walked to the front of the crowd with Mia’s wrist still in my hand. I let her go and watched her look around the room. She was a deer caught in an awful lot of headlights and I wasn’t sure she could get out of the way of any of them unless I intervened.
“Team, I’ve been watching all of you tonight and I obviously haven’t been able to ignore the way you’re looking at this beautiful virgin.” He motioned to Mia.
“She’s gorgeous, coach.” Matt grinned and she seemed to blush.
“Obviously she wants the quarterback, not the guy that can’t catch him.” Jerrod teased Matt and got a sideways glare in response.
“Nobody catches me.” Roger licked his lips. “I know how to score.”
“If I get my hands on you, the only place you’re going is to the ground.” Chad growled at Roger, but smiled after the initial threat.
“If he misses, you won’t get past me.” Hank flexed and curled his bicep.
“Look my brother and I know how to treat a girl.” Joe nudged his brother, Matt. “Why settle for one Rollins when she can have two.”
“Well that is what I’m suggesting guys. Not just two Rollins, but all six of you.” I motioned to the team.
“What!?” Mia’s eyes nearly bulged out of her head and the crowd kind of grew quiet.
“Come on, coach.” Jerrod shook his head. “I don’t want sloppy seconds—or thirds.”
“I’ll share her with my brother but these guys?” Joe smirked. “Maybe if I
go first.”
“Quit being pansies.” I snorted angrily. “Look, all six of you are interested in this girl, right?”
“Yeah...” Jerrod nodded and there was a collective agreement.
“She’s a virgin, team. She doesn’t know what she wants. What she does like is all this attention you’re giving her, and frankly, I don’t blame any of you. If I was a few years younger, I’d be interested too—hell, I still am, but you guys are the heart and soul of the Texas Cowboys.” I looked around the room. “What I’m suggesting is that the six of you come back to my ranch and keep doing what you’re doing in a much calmer environment.”
“What do you mean?” Jerrod tilted his head. “Like, compete for her?”
“Not compete—not exactly.” I shook my head back and forth. “Share.”
“Share!?” Mia swallowed hard. “Coach Dawson, I...”
“Mia.” I turned to her. “I’m not saying you need to have sex with all of them, or any of them, but it is clear they’re all invested in you. You’ve heard of a harem, right?”
“A harem? Like, where someone has a bunch of girls to have sex with?” She blinked a couple of times in surprise.
“Yep. What I’m suggesting is that we do it a little different.” I reached over and took her hand. “One girl and six premier athletes that want you. You’d be the luckiest girl in Texas.”
“Damn, Coach.” Hank raised an eyebrow. “It sounds like you’ve done this before.”
“I have, but usually it’s just two or three guys. This will be a bit of new adventure for me as well.” I put my hands on my hips. “What do you say, team?”
“Wait...” Mia held up her hands. “I still haven’t agreed.”
“Mia.” Matt walked up and took her hand. “Coach Dawson is right. All of us really do like you. I don’t want to fight with these guys over you, much less fight my own brother, but I’m really interested in you.”
“I don’t normally share.” Jerrod let out a sigh. “But you’re hot as hell, and while I’d love to be the first one to have you, I think this would be a great exercise for the team. What do you say, guys?”
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