Subject: I Woke Up 221 I Woke Up 221 by M.P. Arsent Copyright to this story remain strictly that of the author. No other publication or use of this story is allowed without the consent of the author. This story contains male on male sexual content both implied and explicit. If this offends you please do not continue. All characters and implied situations are strictly those of the author and are not based on any real life events or characters. If you are under 18 years of age please exit this story now. I welcome all responses to my stories. Please make sure that you list the name of the story in the email line. If your email is to alert me of misspelled words or improper punctuation or grammar save your time because it will be deleted. I hope you enjoy my vivid imagination. Please let me know what you think at ail and don’t forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job. Everybody was there and on time, but a couple of the guys were looking a little green around the gills. I wasn’t the only one to notice as the coach gave the guys a look. These were a couple of the first team. We all loaded up and the two guys moved to the back of the bus. They had both been pretty vocal the other day when the team list had been posted. I had purposely seated myself near the back of the bus so that I could get to the guys relatively inconspicuously. “If this is a put on for my benefit, you guys are about to make a remarkable recovery.” “No this is legit Dennis. We went off campus for lunch today and it just isn’t sitting well I guess.” “Let’s hope then that’s all it is.” I went back to my seat for the rest of the trip. We pulled in a little after 7 and the team was there to greet us. I recognized a few faces from last year. I was one of the last ones off of the bus and there was recognition on a few faces, including the coachs. “Well Mr Sawyer, seems you’ve made good your promise from last year.” “I do try to keep my promises coach.” “We’ll see about that tomorrow Mr Sawyer. I do want you and your squad to know that I’ve warned both this team and the other students not to be causing any bullshit because of last year.” “I appreciate it coach as I’m sure the squad does.” It didn’t take long after that to get our rooms and credentaials and we were soon over to their cafeteria for supper. The two guys who were feeling sick just went to their room. After eating we were given a quick tour of the facilities. Then it was back to the room. I had ended up with Dana once again. I called Karl so that I could sack out early. “Hey lover, there’s a chance I may be starting erdemli escort tomorrow.” “What happened?” “Couple of the guys aren’t feeling to well after going off campus for lunch today. Coach is waiting to see how they feel in the morning.” “Hell of a way to get to compete lover. They faking it?” “They say no and from the looks of them I believe them.” “Ok lover get some sleep and I’ll see you tomorrow. Love you.” “Love you more.” Dana looked at me from across the room. “So sounds like you guys are still in love even being an ‘old married’ couple.” “More than ever Dana. Let’s get some sleep.” We sacked out and we were up at 5 to be ready for the team breakfast at 5:30. The two guys were there, but they didn’t eat. That alone was enough to tell me that I’d be in the line up today. We went over to the venue and did our warm up. While we were waiting to be called to the floor the coach came over to me. “Seems you’re going to get your wish Mr Sawyer. You and Jack are starting today as well as our two freshman.” “Kinda figured that when the guys didn’t eat last night or breakfast this morning.” “You can throw the triple on the high bar without checking with me Dennis, but save the others unless I give you the nod.” “Yes sir.” Coach left to speak to a few other people and I just got myself mentally prepared to compete. When it finally came time for us to take the floor, it looked like the folks who had come over from school outnumbered those here for their team. They certainly made a lot more noise. I found Karl and the guys in the crowd as the scoreboard was lit up an they saw me name there. It looked to me like they had very satisfied smiles on their faces. Opening ceremonies were over and I was paired off with a guy from the opposite team and we started at the pommel. The guy was spot on with his routine and scored well. I took my starting position and went up into my scissors work and “rounding” the horse on through the flair work, toes pointed, and then on to my dismount. I thought my own routine was pretty solid as did the crowd. As usual I wasn’t looking at the score board or what anybody else was up to, much as I wanted to check on the two freshmen. It was on to the parrellel bars and the other guy and I both ended up doing pretty solid routines. Then to the high bar. My opponent had a decent routine up until his dismount, which he stepped out of. I went and did my routine with the triple dismount and “stuck” the landing. It was on to the rings and I looked to coach an he gave me a negative. tarsus escort So I went and did the routine with only a double somersault dismount. We moved on to the vault station. My opponent under rotated on his first vault and took not one but two steps out of his landing. If I landed both of my vaults even half well I was pretty sure I would end up beating this guy. Coach gave me the wave off once again. I made my run up for my first vault, planted my hands for the push off and was up and into my somersualts. I spotted my landing and came down and landed it with a bit of a wobble. Not a deadly mistake, but I would loose tenths of a point. On the second vault my opponent did much better than his first and made his landing with only a little wobble. My second vault was also landed better than the first. Now it was on to the floor excersize. Coach looked at the scoreboard and again shook his head no. The guy I was paired with started his routine and he was looking pretty solid through is first tumbling run. His floor work however didn’t seem that crisp to me. He worked his way through it to his second tumbling run and made his way through that pretty well and from there on out seemed to “find” his rythmn. Then it was my turn. I went through my opening moves, trying to be as precise as I could. My first tumbling run was gone through and I landed my final somersault for it solidly. On to my floor work, remembering to keep my toes pointed, and then into my second tumbling run, again with a solid landing at the end. More floor moves across the mat and set up for the final tumbling run. I flipped and turned my way across the mat to the final double annd landed it solidly as well. My final moves were done and I was finished with competeing for this meet. Now I looked to the scoreboard and saw that I had taken each of the routines from the guy I was paired with. I studied the board further to see that Josh and Greg had done damn well to boot. We had obviously taken the meet, which even the spectators could see. Soon enough the results were made official and our guys swept the floor. It took a few minutes to get order restored and the awards ceremony was soon concluded. We all went in and got showered up and were seen over to the cafeteria for a late lunch,then back to get our rooms cleaned out and down to the bus. The other team was there to see us off, and their coach did come up to speak to me. “Well Mr Sawyer, another promise kept. I hope that we shall see you at the all state this year.” “Thanks coach and I’ll be akdeniz escort looking forward to it.” The team all shook our hands and we were off back to campus. When were arrived,there was a bit of a reception committe there as you might expect. We all had to glad hand everybody and it was another hour before we got to go home. I pulled in behind Karl and was quickly upstairs. “Well that’s one more in the books.” “And it was a good one to boot Den. I’ll have something ready for supper here in just a few.” “Take your time,it was a late lunch afterall.” We eventually had supper and once that was cleaned up spent a hour or so in front of the tube and then headed into the bedroom. Tomorrow we didn’t have anything to do besides our jogging, so Karl slipped up behind me and put his arms around me. “You up for a little fun lover?” “You know it.” We were both quickly stripped and in bed where we took each other and slowly pleasured each other. After we had finally shot our loads down each others throats we simply cuddled for a while until we fell asleep. Sunday morning and we were up and out for our jogging. We met up with the guys and started our laps around the quad. I got a few “good jobs” and the like for the win yesterday. “They didn’t seem that tough Dennis.” “I wasn’t watching anybody else Gordon, but from the scores I saw they were fairly good. We were just a bit better I guess. We’ll just have to see how the rest of the season goes.” We were soon enough finished with our laps and Karl and I headed back to the apartment. Showered changed and fed we settled into getting ready for the next week of classes. We did take time for a bit of lunch at some point. It seemed like no time at all had passed when I heard Paul and Cam pull into the driveway. “Seems it’s time to get down for supper love.” “Damn where did the day go?” Dinner, as always, was good and conversation was general with a bit of talk for the meet thrown in. We got the table cleared and then Karl and I headed up and Cam and Paul headed out. It was a bit more studying and then we crashed. Monday it was the usual routine. Jogging,back to shower change and eat and then off to classes. Classes went about as expected. Mr Mcembers was back today, still looking a bit worse for wear and tear. I did stop after class to have a word. “The club going to survive?” “Yeah,it may take a couple of weeks to get things straightened out with the insurance company and everything.” “How’s your husband?” “He gave a lot worse than he received. He’ll be fine, and despite appearances so will I. Hit the bricks Dennis, I have another class to get to.” I went and got my lunch at the student union and went outside to eat today. Then it was off to the Risk/Rewards class. When I got out of there, I checked my phone. I had one text message. Please stop by the frat Kurt Now what the hell?

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