chapter 9

I did as I was told and made my way back to Rio. He instructed me to follow him and I did. It was still relatively bright out, being the tail end of October. We made our way to the storage unit for the soccer team. "Rio, what're we doing?" I asked. "How're we even going to get in there?"

"You think the Radical Rio Ramos doesn't have a key to the fútbol storage unit?" he asked jokingly. "Tsk tsk tsk." He quickly opened the small door to the unit and ushered me in, following behind me with a swat on my ass. The fact I was still in a jockstrap made it all the more enjoyable.

I set my bags down and Rio was on me faster than my weight had gone up. He peeled my shirt off of me. I was still slightly sweaty from conditioning but he didn't seem to mind. His mouth was on my nipple, slightly biting it as he rubbed my gut. I was a little intimidated by how quickly he was moving.

"Rio I--that feels really good," I said. My whole body was tingling.

"Tu hombre gordito guapo," he said moving lower on my body. I wasn't too sure what that meant, but I was assuming it was nice. I really liked when Rio used Spanish. He sounded really sensual. I asked him if he'd take his shirt off and he complied. His abs were incredible. He was so sculpted that he had the V that went into his pants. I was ridiculously hard by this point.

He grabbed my basketball shorts and pulled them down slowly. I don't think he knew I was wearing a jockstrap. His cheeks flushed with blood. "Dios mío," he said softly. "Aaron, I can't even tell you how gorgeous you are."

"Oh shut up man," I said looking away from him. I felt stupid, but I was having a nice time. Usually Mondays sucked.

He walked behind me to get a fuller view of my ass. This was what I had wished for, a guy that'd appreciate my butt. I could feel his warm, masculine hands on my butt and felt pre-cum dampen the front of the jockstrap. He inserted his hands into the band of the jock and pulled it down as well. My penis bobbed freely and he made his way back to the front of me. He looked at my member and then at me. "That's your penis?" he asked seriously.

"Of course it is," I exclaimed. "What does that mean?" What did that mean? I had never in my life been so exposed to another person.

"It's just really big--bigger than I thought they'd get--you know?" My face felt hot and I stepped from inside of my shorts and jock on the floor. I grabbed him and set him on a small cabinet against the back wall. I don't think he was expecting that. I was going to do something I had been dying to do. I pulled his jeans and underwear off of him and directed him to get on all fours. He was on top of the cabinet and I found myself behind his ass. I placed my face at the bottom of his back and kissed him there, slowly making my way in between his juicy ass cheeks. I felt more pre-cum dribble from my dick.

"You like that," I asked, pulling my face away. I received a moan in response. I continued for a moment more when a cell phone began to ring. It was coming from Rio's jean pocket.

I grabbed it for him as quickly as I could and handed it to him. It was his mom. He had to get Fernando because she was being held up at the nursing home she worked at. His after school program would be ending soon. "I'll give you guys a ride," I said as I went to get my clothes.

"In return, I'll eat you out next time," he said with a laugh as he pulled his underwear on. "That was ***ing excellent. And you know that ass of yours drives me insane."

He did repay that favor, and it was ***ing excellent.

That basketball season was the best the school had seen in over three decades. We won the championship. A scout from the same school Rio was going to be playing soccer for said he wanted to speak with me. He would be arranging for me to play for them on a full scholarship.

I didn't have a party, but Rio and I celebrated for hours. The scout told me they'd try to get me to cut some weight. He suggested I'd play better if I didn't have so much weight to carry around. Rio and I had a good laugh at that. We knew colleges had unlimited meal plans and Rio told me he planned for me to get the most use out of it as possible.

At the end of the basketball season I was almost 280 pounds. I had become a little too accustomed to being the biggest and was seriously craving more force behind my weight. With Rio's help I was pushing 315 at graduation. I started lifting a lot more and was getting some serious muscle behind all of my gut. My ass was still ***ing gargantuan, and it made Rio very happy. I finally sized up my wardrobe and bought a lot more cute underwear. Things were shaping up nicely.

I could tell college was going to be great and I was more than ready to get on the court with the big boys, though they probably weren't as big as me.



The End!