A Game of Basketball Pt. 02

As we get dressed and ready for the game in the locker room, Nicole has to use the unisex bathroom to change and then she has to wait until we'll all dressed.

Once we're all dressed and ready, the whole team, Nicole included, gathers in the men's locker room for our "motivational" speech from coach.

"Tonight's the night," she starts out. "Tonight's the first game and it's in our house!"

"How do you all want our season to start? We all know that Acalanes didn't have the greatest record last year and we handled them easily, both times we played them."

"That doesn't mean they won't bring their A-game tonight," she looks at each of us. "So, I ask you again. How do you want to start out the season?"

"With a win, coach!" Finn shouts out.

"Co-captains, have anything to add?" she asks.

Finn immediately stands up. "I know it's not easy putting yourself out there every night. National spotlight blinding your eyeballs. I've seen it destroy tougher men than all of us, Nicole included. I'm here to tell you there's hope. We have to..." His face strains, I can imagine his brain is working overtime to remember what he was going to say. Finn is such an idiot. Probably saw a speech off YouTube and tried to copy it word for word. "We have to... Fuck! Let's go, guys! It's time to play hard and don't fuck up!"

I almost shit a brick trying not to laugh. "Thanks, Finn," coach says. "Dave, do you have anything to add."

I stand up in front of them all. "Last year didn't go as planned. We had the only thing we've worked so hard to obtain ripped from our grasp. How did that feel?" I look them all in the eyes. "How did it feel to lose, especially when we've all fought so hard... Well, here we are again. Another chance to become champions and it starts tonight. Right here. Right now!"

"Bring it in!" Coach says. Everyone stands up with vigor as we all put our fists together. "Champions on 3!"

"1, 2, 3..."

"Champions!" We all shout before rushing out to the court. The gym is packed, every seat is filled with green shirts. There's a small section of people wearing blue that are here to support the other team. The crowd erupts as we run out.

I see my mom sitting in her usual spot, but she's with Miss Crandell.

She waves as soon as she sees me. I shoot her a smile and I see Miss. Crandell flush with color. Did she think I was smiling at her?

"Go, Dave!" I turn my attention to Anna, who's in the front row with that redhead got cozy with at Jeremy's party.

As we jog around the court and start doing warm-ups. My eyes catch Nicole's. She quickly looks away. She looks nervous as I watch her scan the crowd.

As we start stretching I walk up to her. She looks up at me with eyes wide open. "About earlier today." I'm about to express my true feelings, but she interrupts.

"Don't worry about it... it was a mistake." She looks away with a face full of shame.

"What if I want it to happen again?"

Her head turns back to mine as her face lights up. "Really?"

"Yeah, if that's something you want too."

Her skin brightens up to a rosy pink color as the most beautiful smile appears on her face. "Yeah definitely!"

"Well..." The butterflies take flight in my stomach as I debate whether I should ask her or not. I swallow my nerves and find my courage. "Want to meet me in the locker room tonight after we beat these fools?"

As if she was blushing before... The look on her face now is priceless. "Wait... did you just ask what I think you asked?"

I nod my head and a smile appears on her face. "Don't make a promise you can't keep."

"Oh, I fully intend to keep this one." I give her a wink.

"We'll see about that."

Coach calls us in and we go over what we should focus on. Even though Nicole is easily one of the best players, she's not starting which kind of pisses me off.

Josh of all people is starting of all people. Don't get me wrong, Josh is a good follower. He does whatever you tell him to do, but he is nowhere near the skill level and that Nicole has.

We put our hands in, do our Champions chant and take the floor. After wiping the soles of my shoes off, I line up against their point guard. A short twig of a kid. He's practically swimming in his jersey. Finn lines up to tip off against what I assume is either their center or power forward.

I really didn't watch any film on them, last year we beat them 74 to 15. They've only got 7 players on their entire squad.

Finally, the ref walks up to the cent of the court where Finn and another twig too skinny for his jersey square off. He throws the ball up and the first game of the year has officially started. Finn easily gets the tip off and I rush up and grab the loose ball and immediately go into attack mode, driving the lane.

Before any of their team realizes what happened, I've already got the basket in the net, giving us two points. The crowd erupts. The sound of their cheers is so loud, it gets my blood pumping faster. The rush takes over. This is what I was meant for.

Their point guard takes the inbound pass and leisurely dribbles the ball up the court. I meet him at the half court line. He attempts a sloppy crossover, my hand finds its way in the path of the ball and knocks it loose between his legs, bouncing towards the other basket. Easy pickings. Rushing past him, I grab the ball and now there's nothing between me and the basket.

As I come up to the hoop, I jump stop, building up all that power in my legs, I launch off the ground and slam the ball down so hard it echoes throughout the gym. The entire stadium goes silent for a brief moment before exploding with cheers. I raise my arms, pumping the crowd up even more.

My eyes spot Nicole jumping out of her seat on the bench, pumping her fist up.

Donny's practically having a field day as he shouts all sorts of madness.

Poindexter gets the inbound pass.

I let him get up to half court before I pounce on him. I swear he almost shit himself. He got rid of that ball so fast, I don't even think he looked because the ball went sailing out of bounds.

After taking the inbound pass, coach hollers at me to run the play pick. I start yelling pick like a broken record while I'm tapping my head looking like a monkey that performing alongside a music box.

I make sure everyone hears and gets into position. After I get to the top of the key, Finn and Austin rush down to the bottom of the box and set picks for Jeremy and Josh. Both their small forward and shooting guard try to run around the picks.

I quick toss it to Jeremy as reaches the three-point line. Just like I knew he would, he pulls up for the shot.

Nothing but net.

5 nothing lead.

4 minutes into the game we're up 14 and they still haven't scored. They call a timeout.

As I rush up to the huddle, Nicole runs over with her hand up. I want to pull her in for a hug and kiss her, but I can't...Not here.

So I resort to a high five.

"Great dunk!" she says as she hands me a water bottle.

"Thanks!" I give her the good ole famous Dave smile before I take a squirt of water.

"Jason, Nicole, and Caleb! You guys are in for Dave, Jeremy, and Austin," coach says.

"Ahhh, come on coach... I'm just getting warmed up!" I give her the shrug. I'm on fire! Especially after I hit that three after I made Poindexter believe I tossed the ball into the post with an arm jester. He literally turned around and headed to box out, thinking Austin already went up for the layup.

"Get a drink and I'll put you back in."

"Fiiine..." Showing my displeasure by emphasizing the I.

"Let's continue where we left off, run the plays and make the right decisions," coach says.

After we break off from the huddle, I bitterly take my spot on the bench, but at least I get to watch Nicole play.

Poindexter from the other team takes the ball in. Jason gives him some breathing room, he hastily throws the ball over to his shooting guard, but Nicole steals the pass.

She blows past the point guard and has no one between her and the basket. She lays it in with grace.

Once again Poindexter takes the ball and dribbles up the court. He throws it to the small forward and he immediately throws up a brick. Banks closed for them tonight.

Finn grabs the ball and throws it to Jason. He marches it up the court and passes it to Jason. Coach howlers at them to run wing. Jason calls the play and starts waving his hand like a wing.

As the team gets into position, Jason passes it to Nicole and sets a pick for Josh. Josh throws it to Finn. Instead of passing it to Nicole is open, he drives it to the basket and pulls up a brick.

The other team somehow gets the rebound. "Pass the ball to your open teammate next time," Coach yells. "Now get back on D!"

Finn is such a fucking idiot.

Poindexter takes the pass from their power forward and meanders up the court.

He tosses it to their center under the basket who is wide open because Caleb is huffing and puffing his way down the court. The center pulls up and puts in the easy basket, scoring their first points of the game late in the first quarter.

Josh grabs the ball and inbounds it to Jason. He leisurely walks the ball up the court. Jason's a fun guy to be around, but he's one of the biggest slackers I've ever met...

"Run pick!" coach yells and Jason follows through.

The team gets into position. As Jason sets up at the top of the key, Finn and Caleb run down and set picks for the wings.

What the hell, Finn!? He barely even tried to set a pick for Nicole, letting their guard right through. Jason throws it to Josh and he even though he's wide open, he tosses up a brick.

Fortunately, Finn gets the rebound and puts it back up for 2 more points. At least he's useful for something. That doesn't excuse the fact that he purposely let the defender through. I know he did. Ever since Nicole joined the team, he's gone out of his way to give her crap!

Poindexter gets the inbound pass and takes it up the court. He throws it to their center who's not even paying attention and the ball bounces off the back of his head. Nicole gets the loose ball and pushes it up the court. She drives past the power forward and the shooting guard and takes it in for the layup, drawing a hard foul and still making the basket.

I see their power forward mumble something to her as she tries to get up off the ground. The look in her eyes told me all that I needed to know.

No one even helps her up. Well... I'm sure Caleb would have, but he looks like he's about to pass out as he stumbles up the court. Jason too busy talking to the hottie sitting in the other team's fan section.

I'm surprised Finn and Josh didn't thank the guy. Coach tells Austin and me to get back into the game.

About time!

They let us sub in before Nicole takes her free throw attempt. Jason and Caleb gladly run off the court.

I feel the same way going the opposite direction.

I rush up to Nicole and offer her a high five. "Nice And 1. What did that guy say to you?"

She slaps my hand. "It was nothing... Really."

I doubt that...

Regardless, I take my spot at the three-point line and watch her drop the free throw.

I give her a fist bump as she rushes back on defense. She looks good in a jersey. Especially that ass of hers. Wow... It's such a bubble butt.

Dave! Get your head in the game! I can fill my head with thoughts of that ass of hers after we beat these pansies.

Poindexter meekly dribbles up the court and just like last time, I rush his ass making him freeze up.

He tries to get rid of the ball, but I get my hands on it, knocking it loose. I dive for the ball as Nicole sprints down the court. I toss it up to her, giving her a nice lead to the basket as she easily puts it in for 2.

She rushes back to me as I pull myself up off the ground. "Nice pass!" she says pulling her hand up for a high five. Without thinking I grab her hand and interlock my fingers with hers. She gives me a look of surprise as her eyes widen at the implications.

We both quickly pull our hands away. Her skin turns a hue of pink and I know I'm blushing.

My attention is pulled away as Poindexter brings the ball up. He passes it to their small forward who pulls up and somehow makes it.

Austin grabs the ball and inbounds it to me. I push it up the court as I hear coach call out wing. There are only 10 seconds left in the first quarter.

I tap my head furiously as I shout out the play. The team gets into position. Once again Finn lets their shooting guard through the pick.

6 seconds left.

There's no way I'm passing it to Josh so he can throw up another brick. So I improvise. I make it look like I'm going to pass, but never pick up my dribble. Then I rush over to Nicole, setting a pick as I hand her the ball.

She pulls up an open three and sinks it as the buzzer goes off. She jumps up and hugs me. I wrap my hands tightly around her waist. This would have been such an epic moment if we weren't already crushing them.

The rest of the game goes pretty much the same as the first half. We end up destroying them 74 to 12. Of course, Donny acted as if it was the state title we won. Mainly because he took the last shot as if it was the game winner. Kind of a shitty thing to do, but I don't think Donny meant to insult. He just doesn't get many opportunities like that. And it's Donny.

Finn, Josh, and Jeremy still acted like shit heads to Nicole.

After we've slapped hands with the other team, Anna and her girlfriend? I don't know what they are if they're dating or not, but anyways, they rush up and congratulates us.

As much as I appreciate the thanks, there's only one person I want to talk to. And I see her walking out of the gym, talking to some woman who looks strangely familiar.

I rush up to her, wrapping my arms around her and lift her up off the ground.

She turns around and smiles at me. "Good game, Dave!"

"You too!" I give her that lady killer smile. "Say... maybe a little extra practice once the gym clears?" I give her a subtle wink.

"Are you implying what I think you're implying?" she asks.

"Maybe..." I shrug my eyebrows.

"Great game, baby." I hear my mother say as she and Miss Crandell walk up.

"Yeah, great game Dave! You too, Nicole," Miss Crandell says.

"Thanks," Nicole replies as I wrap my arm around her waist and she drapes hers around my shoulder.

"Mom this is Nicole," I say to my mom. "Nicole, this is my mom."

"It's nice to meet you, Nicole," my mom says, as she eyes her up and down.

"It's nice to meet you as well," Nicole says rather hesitantly.

"Miss Crandell and I were talking about grabbing a pizza, Dave, would you like to bring Nicole?" my mom asks.

"Actually... Nicole and I were going to stay a little while and work on some things if that's alright with you..."

"You just won your first game, why not celebrate?" Miss Crandell asks.

"That really didn't count. Besides, next week is a tough game," I inform her.

"That's my son, never settling... Well practice hard!" mom says. "I'll put whatever leftovers we have in the fridge."

"Great, thanks, mom!" I add.

"It was nice meeting you, Nicole," my mother says as she and miss Crandell walk out.

The gym was beginning to empty, leaving Nicole and I all to ourselves. "Dave, I think Miss Crandell is trying to get with your mom or the other way around. Maybe it's mutual," Nicole says.

"No way! Yeah right..."

"I'm serious, did you see the way they look at each other? It's a lot like the way I look at you," she adds.

"Whatever..." I mumble I can't imagine my mom being a lesbian.

"I think it's hot!" Nicole adds.

"I didn't know you were into girls."

"Sometimes, I am bi," she states which completely blows me away.

"Really!? No way!" I state in disbelief.

"Yes, way. Actually, before moving here, I've only gotten with girls," she adds.

"Really!? Wow... Anybody, I know?" I ask. This is definitely turning me on.

"Hey, Dave! We're about to head over to Jason's garage and do shots, are you guys coming?" Donny asks.

"Probably not, we're going to work on some things here," I tell him.

"Ahhh, but I said we're going to do some shots! Didn't you hear me?" he retorts.

"Yes... I heard you, but we've got a tough game next week and I want to make sure I'm prepared."

"We just won! Why can't you relax a little!"

"I promise, once we win the state title, I'll party until the booze is gone."

"Fine... I'm going to hold you to that!" Donny finally walks out, leaving the gym completely empty. Nicole and I exchange looks before I grab her hand and lead her into the boy's locker room.

As soon as we get inside, I grab her and pull her into a kiss. Our lips lock as my hands caress her face. Her tongue slips inside my mouth as her hands untie my shorts.

As my shorts fall to my knees, she pushes me up against the wall. Her hands trail up my abs, bringing my jersey with them. She grips it and pulls it over my head, breaking our kiss.

She looks me in the eyes. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

I nod my consent.

Once again her lips are on mine. Her tongue dives in for round two as her hands travel up and down my abs, every now and then journeying up to my squeeze my pecs and pinch my nipples.

"I want you so bad!" she moans as she pulls away to once again look me in the eyes. "You have no idea the things I want to do to you!"

"I suppose you're just going to have to show me."

"Are you sure you can handle it?" She gives me a smile as she raises one eyebrow. Her short dark brown hair that's shaved on one side covers half of her face. I brush the hair back behind her ear as I pull her in for another passionate kiss.

We're both left breathless. "Does that answer your question?" I ask.

"I don't think you know what you're getting yourself into," she says, breathing heavily.

"Another ass fucking?" I ask, kicking off my shorts.

A devilish smile grows on her face. "That's just the start of it."

"Oh?" She tugs my compressions shorts off, freeing my rock hard cock. After I kick those off, she grabs my cock and leads me down a row of lockers. Her ass sways as she walks. What an ass it is.

"Say... will I ever get a shot at that perfect ass of yours?"

She looks over her shoulder with a smirk. "Maybe when you beat me in a game of 1 on 1, until then... I own you."

"Oh? I didn't know we were playing for keeps."

She lets go of my cock and pulls her jersey off, tossing it at me. "I always play for keeps!"

Kevin used to say that... I push the thought of him deep into the back of my mind.

Nicole unsnaps her sports bra and drops if to the ground as she looks back at me. "Besides, once you get a taste of this cock, you'll never want anything else."

"Oh really?" I ask as she drops her shorts, revealing the most beautiful bubble butt wrapped in spandex I've ever seen. I can make out a rather large bulge between her legs. I can't help myself... Dropping to my knees, I sink my fingers beneath the trim of her compression shorts and slowly pull them down, revealing the soft caramel skin of the most gorgeous ass ever.

"Woah Dave... Don't get ahead of yourself," she says as I bury my face inside her sweaty ass cheeks. Dragging my tongue up and down the crack of her soft pillowy yet firm cheeks. The smell of her musky scent fills my nostrils. She pulls her shorts off all the way.

"Uuuhhh, on second thought, keep going..." she moans, grinding her ass up in down against my face.

I grab on to her hips for support as she pushes me back up against the lockers, pinning my head between her ass. I press my tongue up against the tightest butthole ever... Not that I've come across a lot of buttholes, but hers is so tight, I can barely wiggle my tongue inside. "Uuuurggghh fuck, Dave! Don't stop."