League of His Own Ch. 03

The entire school was excited for the first match of the new season. The side we were playing was one we'd played the previous year, beating them easily in one of the preliminary rounds. Our side was made up of mostly seventeen and eighteen year olds, though we had a couple of fifteen and sixteen year old prospects who had shown form in training.

All school games were on a Wednesday night, the preliminary rounds played on school premises, with the pool games and final series played at proper stadiums. Playing our first game at the season at home was always an advantage, and our team was confident we'd win the first game. In the end, we didn't just win, we smashed them to pieces. Set up half a dozen tries, but I was floored more than once, it obvious to anyone watching that the opposition was targeting me. After putting up one bomb, I noticed their dummy-half charging at me. Side-stepped and tripped the little bastard without anyone really seeing it.

Then I had a word with my two prop forwards. Next set of tackles the opposition went through, they went after their dummy-half, and also one of their second rowers, who'd tried putting his shoulder into my face. We were penalised twice but it was worth it. I spent the last quarter of the game pulling the strings without taking too much further punishment.

Gathering in the changing room after the game, the coach did joke that it was almost unfair that we had a professional footy player on our team. I guess, in a way, he was right. Still, our school was desperate to win the cup this year after coming so close the last two years.

The main hope is that none of us would get injured before the pool stages.

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As I came to, I felt a few things immediately. My face was in absolute agony, and the pain beneath my right eye was almost unbearable. My head felt full of cotton wool. Opening my eyes, I could barely focus on anything and realised I only had vision out of one eye. I felt my heart beating in my ears, and tried focusing on any sounds around me. I shuffled and heard myself groan, feeling a hand on my upper arm, keeping me still.

"Easy, Danny, easy. Don't move..." I recognised the voice. It was the doctor of my professional team.

"Where am I?" I asked.

I saw his face appear in front of me, trying my best to focus on him. "Danny, do you know where you are?"

"Um..."

"What's the last thing you remember, Danny?"

I closed my eyes and thought about it. "Er... Something at home. Having lunch, I think."

His face disappeared and I heard him speaking on the radio. "Brian, he's fucked. The bastard has done a number on him. Definite concussion, doesn't even know where he is. And his cheekbone is fucked.... Yeah, yeah, get the medical cart out here... He needs to go to hospital... Yeah, just make sure his mother is waiting for him, okay?" His face reappeared a few seconds later. "Danny, you've been knocked out. Fucking bastard clobbered you, went in with his elbow. We need to move you, okay? Just try and stay calm. We'll get you inside and something for the pain once you're off the field."

"Mum..."

"Someone is getting her now, mate. Don't worry about a thing. She'll be waiting for you inside."

Feeling them roll me onto my back, I noticed it was night-time, so I figured out we were playing at night. Was it Friday or Saturday night though? I saw the faces of some of my teammates. Billy leaned down and patted my shoulder. "You'll be alright, kid. Don't you worry about a thing. It was a fucking cheap shot."

As I was placed on a stretcher and then lifted up onto the medical car, I did hear applause so figured the crowd was happy. Managing to lift my arm to give a thumbs up, the applause increased as I felt the cart start to move, the doctor and his assistants continuing to work on me. Carried into the medical room, I was examined further but the important thing was my mother was there. She was in tears, watching them hard at work, though they gave her space so she could stroke my hair.

"Bastard," she muttered.

"What happened?"

"You'll see soon enough, sweetie."

"Danny," the doctor said, "The ambulance is waiting outside. I've given you a little something for the pain. I've assessed you as best I can but you'll get confirmation at the hospital. They'll look after you. Just try and remain calm and relaxed for now."

"Sure, no problem."

I had a feeling he'd given me something for that anyway. Next thing I knew, I was waking up on a hospital bed, my head still full of cotton wool, only able to see out of one eye, but at least I didn't feel as much pain. Lifting my arms, I felt something on my right arm, looking down to see my mother fast asleep.

"Mum," I croaked, my mouth feeling rather dry. She woke up immediately, smiling and crying all at once. "Water," I added.

She immediately poured me a cup that came with a straw. Finishing my drink, I tried to touch my face, but she grabbed my wrist. "Not yet, Danny. You've been in surgery. The doctor can explain more. They should be here shortly."

Mum disappeared for a minute or so, returning with my sisters. Both started crying though they were smiling, just like Mum had been. I think they wanted to cuddle me but held back. Guess they had to be careful with me for the moment. "How do I look?" I managed to ask.

"Never better," Kyla replied, "Still our handsome little brother."

"Liar," I joked, making all three of them laugh.

The doctor walked in a couple of minutes later. Dark-skinned fellow, I assumed of Indian heritage, considering his surname, but he spoke with the broad accent of someone who grew up locally. He explained my injuries and what happened. "The point of the below impacted your upper cheekbone, which fractured immediately. That will take four to six weeks to heal completely. You've had surgery already; we've placed screws to help mend the broken bone. You also suffered a fairly severe concussion. We recommend bed rest for a few more days, avoid loud noises and bright light, and try to keep stress to a minimum."

"Shit," I muttered, "I'm going to miss at least two to three school games now."

"Just focus on healing now, Danny," Mum said.

"Any lingering effects I'll need to know about?" I asked the doctor.

"Headaches will be the obvious thing. Spells of dizziness and vertigo. There are the mental health aspects to be aware of as well. Keep in touch with your personal doctor through this time, particularly if you find yourself struggling. We're still learning about the effects of concussion on the human mind."

"Okay. How long will I be in here?"

"We'll keep you in for observation for a couple of more days."

"When can I go back to school?"

"I would recommend you remain at home for at least a fortnight. Let yourself heal before returning to class."

"Okay. Thanks, doc."

"No problem."

Once he left, Mum spoke up. "I'm sure you're probably wondering what exactly happened. It was a vicious attack, Danny. He's looking at an eight to ten week suspension. He's already plead guilty as he couldn't fight it. Your teammates had your back. Soon as you hit the ground, your two props were on him, fists were flying. Turned into a brawl."

"I'm guessing it was a late hit?"

"You'd just put through a grubber kick and he just..." She stopped and wiped her cheeks. "It was awful. The whole crowd was silent as they worked on you as it was obvious you were badly injured."

"I don't remember a thing about the game."

"That's probably a good thing," Kyla chuckled, "You were losing at the time. What happened fired your teammates up. Came back from eighteen points down to win by ten."

"Good. At least something positive came out of it."

"Who would you like to visit next?" Mum wondered. I just gave her a look. "I'll have Kim come visit when she's finished school for the day."

"Can I have a hug now?"

I felt much better when she wrapped her arms around me, making sure I rested the left side of my head against her. She stroked my back for a few minutes before I hugged my sisters. Aimee started to cry again as she'd been ever so worried about me. They all were, but Aimee always wore her heart on her sleeve, and seeing her little brother in such a state was naturally upsetting.

Kim arrived a couple of hours later. After sharing a cuddle, she lifted herself up onto the bed to lie next to me. "You're obviously the talk of the school," she told me, "Considering half of our year group was there too. You realise it's mostly girls who go to the stadium to watch nowadays?"

"Yeah, I'm aware."

"So, naturally, there were quite a few tears in the crowd. No-one likes to see what happened to you. It was obvious straight away you'd been knocked out. The way your head hit the ground was sickening."

"I still haven't seen the footage. Not sure I want to."

"Well, once you're back at school, there's a long line of girls who will definitely reward you with some 'hope you feel better soon' sex."

"And you?"

"I might to have to nurse you back to health at least two nights a week."

"Oooh, sexy nurse uniform?"

She burst into laughter and cuddled into me tightly again. "I'll wear anything you want, Danny," she replied softly.

Over the next couple of days, I was visited by a few of my teammates from the Rangers, a few mates from school, while my family and Kim visited each afternoon to keep me company. The media wanted to interview me as well, though I spoke to my coach and they suggested I bite my tongue until I was feeling better. The guy who'd done the damage also wanted to visit to clear the air. I said I'd meet with him once I was out of the hospital. I heard word was passed on and he agreed to meet at any date of my choosing.

As I was leaving four days later, I was amused that some of the doctors and nurses wanted my autograph before I walked out the front door. What amused me further was the fact I was handed two post-it notes with a name and number on them with a message for me to call them. Mum just burst into laughter as she helped me walk outside to her car, ensuring I had a pair of sunglasses on as, though winter, the sun was still out, shining away.

Thankfully, there was no media hanging about so we managed to get home relatively quickly. I'd been given some pills for any residual pain and also some pretty strong pills for any headaches I was bound to get. They sat me down first, Mum returning with a pitcher of water for me, insisting I don't move otherwise. "Kim isn't coming around once or twice a week, Danny," she said, "She's going to stay here until you go back to school week after next."

"Oh, okay..."

"Kyla and I have also taken time off work until you go back to school."

"Okay. At least I won't be alone." Taking a sip of water, I had to ask, "The doctor say anything about having sex?"

"You'll just have to be careful. Probably best you just lie back and let us handle things."

I managed a smile as I certainly had plenty of rather sexy thoughts rather quickly. Mum made sure the room was in darkness for me, leaving the television off, just listening to some music. Kyla looked at my phone, no surprise to find I had hundreds of messages from friends, relatives, strangers. Kim arrived mid-afternoon after finishing school, having stopped at home to collect her things. Mum had spoken to her parents and I was pleased to hear they were absolutely fine with her staying with us for a short while.

Sleeping that night was difficult. I was used to sleeping on my side, but it was recommended I sleep on my back. Kim made use of that fact first, hopping on and riding my cock to a number of orgasms, and I certainly left an enormous load inside her, as I hadn't done anything sexual since the day before the day I'd been injured. Cuddling into me, she whispered she loved me again. I had no problem whispering the words back. We'd shared those three words for years as we'd always been close. If I said she was a like a sister, I guess considering I was fucking both of mine, it wouldn't sound too weird.

When Kim was back at school, Mum and my sisters kept me entertained as best they can. The depression did hit me a couple of days after returning home, just as the doctor predicted. It wasn't anything like 'woe is me', it was just dealing with the fact I'd been injured so badly in only my fifth game, I'd now miss a few matches for both teams I played for, I was missing important school work, and just the fact I was injured in general. Mum cuddling me certainly did help me feel better, and the best thing I did was talk to her about it.

The two weeks passed rather slowly, being honest. Enjoyed having sex with four women during that time, but I was bored as hell by the end of the second week, eager to at least get back to school. Mum had organised with Ms Symonds something about my return. From what little I was told, I'd be given my own little room to work in, ensuring I was given peace and quiet, while a teacher would keep me company the entire time as I caught up on all the work I missed.

Kim had kept her word about one thing. She did go out and buy a sexy nurse uniform. She wore that more than once, and when I was starting to feel a little better, Kim found herself being fucked hard on her knees, head buried in the pillow. Neither of us bothered trying to be quiet, and I just knew my sisters would be masturbating while they listed to me fuck her. The thought was a major turn on. Kim would joke about it, and proved remarkably open-minded about the idea.

"It's weird to say, but I reckon a small part of them probably thinks what it would be like to be in my position," she told me as we lay back recovering.

"You reckon?"

"Danny, you're an incredibly fit young man with a big cock who knows how to use it. Yeah, you're their little brother, but there's nothing wrong with a little fantasy."

"So do you dream about daddy then?"

She laughed out loud, grabbing her pillow and smacking my chest with it. "Don't be rude. That's my father you're talking about! No, I don't dream about him." She paused before grinning, "Though my older cousin, Jeremy? You've met him. He's always been a hunk."

"He's seven years older than you. And married."

"I know. But I see how his wife looks at him. She's definitely satisfied in more ways than one. And I know he's packing some serious heat in that underwear. Saw it by accident once. Not quite as big as you, but big enough to satisfy."

"So you fantasise about your cousin?"

"Not anymore, but I used to sometimes. He's always been one of my favourite people. Even when he was a teenager and I was a little kid, he always made time for me. So, anyway, back to the original point, your sisters perhaps daydreaming isn't too weird for me. Weird enough, but I'd certainly understand. Their little brother has grown into a handsome hunk of a man."

"I'm not going to get my ego through the door in the morning."

"I've done my job by keeping your balls empty, at least. I just know my mother is going to tease me about the last two weeks when I return home after school tomorrow. At least they're not uptight about me having sex, though understand why you don't stay at my place. Dad says he can deal with it but not sure how he would actually handle hearing his little girl being fucked hard down the hallway."

"Yeah, I'd go from the young man who he recognised as your best friend to the young man defiling his little girl in his own home. Though your father has always been good about things. Awkward the next morning then just get on with life. You're eighteen and sexually active."

I still wasn't allowed to drive, though at least the swelling around my eye had disappeared, so I could see out of both eyes again. Kim left early for the first period of the day so Mum drove me to school a little later. Heading straight for administration, I was greeted by Lisa and Ms Symonds. The latter greeted me with a handshake and some warm words, gathering in her office to go over what was happening.

"I won't embarrass you about your return to school. How are you feeling though?"

"Still a little pain from time to time, but my doctor thinks I'll be healed in a couple of weeks. I've started back on gym work. Part of me just wants to get back on the field and play, put it all behind me."

"Have you seen the footage?"

"I have. Just the once. Don't particularly want to watch it again."

"Okay, so the plan is you'll have your own little room for the next two weeks, primarily to give you time to catch up with your work, but we also have a note from your doctor about what you require. Lisa will keep you company for half the day in the morning, Miss Taylor will keep you company for the half day in the afternoon." I couldn't help smile. What she said next stunned me. "Just keep the noise down while you're in there."

"Huh?"

Lisa giggled in her chair next to me. "Miss Hughes next to you hasn't been shy in her desires, Danny. Now while I won't approve of you having sex on school grounds, Lisa is not a teacher so you dating is not a problem."

"Oh... Are you setting me up here, Ms Symonds?"

"She is," Lisa whispered, taking my hand, "I asked to spend time with you as, well, I knew you probably thought it wouldn't be appropriate to ask me out."

"I just thought I'd make you aware of the situation regarding Miss Hughes, Danny. You're eighteen and your relationship wouldn't be inappropriate as she isn't in a position of authority here. As for Miss Taylor assisting in the afternoon, we are aware of the good relationship you have with her, and when we asked around, she almost insisted that she help out."

"I do like Miss Taylor. She's a good teacher."

"We agree, so we don't mind her helping you out each afternoon."

Lisa led me by the hand to the small room I'd be using for the next two weeks. There were a few tables and chairs, my schoolwork already waiting for me. To my amusement, as soon as she shut and locked the door, the only light being provided by the lone window, she walked slowly towards me, taking off her jacket, before standing before me.

"What do you think of Ms Symonds suggestion that sex on school grounds wouldn't be appropriate?" she asked.

I replied to that question by kissing her. She smiled immediately as I pulled her tight to my body, her large breasts pressing into my chest as I ran my hands down her body towards her arse. "Fucking hell, you're fit, Lisa. T&A. Absolute divine T&A."

We made out for a little while before I suggested I really should focus on my schoolwork. Lisa sat next to me, keeping me company with plenty of conversation. Kicking off her shoes, she put her feet up on the desk. Very pretty little feet with painted toenails, surprised they were coloured blue. Her legs were otherwise bare, the skirt she was wearing falling back to reveal smooth thighs and a pair of white panties. She knew where I was looking, spreading her legs a little wider.

"Like what you see?"

"Take them off."

To my surprise, she did that immediately, sitting back down and spreading her legs, revealing a shaved and glistening pussy. School work was abandoned as I shuffled my chair close, running my fingers up and down her right leg, getting closer and closer to her pussy each time, but always moving my hand away. She giggled, calling me a tease.

"Touch me," she whispered before I kissed her, "Please touch me."

"If I touch you, Lisa, I'm going to want to get naked with you soon."

"We have an hour until lunch. No-one will come bother us otherwise."

I wasn't just going to use my fingers. Lifting her up onto the desk, I sat back down on my chair and spread her legs wide. Her scent was sensational, my cock straining for release in my trousers. Lowering my mouth to taste her, I'm glad the rooms to either side were not full of students as I'm fairly sure her loud moan would have been obvious, which was followed by a giggle. Grabbing her panties, I placed those in her mouth.