Marc's Basketball Challenge, Part 2
(Posted on Thursday, April 18, 2002)
This story was submitted by luvfemfeetsmell@hotmail.com.

For the 1st part of this story, click Marc's Basketball Challenge, Part 1.

Marc finished lacing up his sneakers, stretched a little, and trotted onto the court.  Inside, his stomach was in knots to the point of nausea.  He was churning and burning with anticipation. He looked at Lauren who was a vision of beauty in her basketball uniform.  Her sleek and toned body stood at 5’7, while Marc was 5’8.  Her silky blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail.  She was wearing her varsity uniform, which consisted of blue trunks, a white shirt with a blue jersey over it, and those used and abused gym sneakers over her white Champion socks.  She had her sleeves rolled up revealing her perfect arms and shoulders.  Her jersey was tucked in, which accentuated her breasts that Marc estimated to be approximately a 34-C. Her eyes were deep and blue, and her glare was sharp enough to cut through their oak school desks.  Marc attempted to exteriorly convey confidence and nonchalance as he stepped to her and asked the terms of the game.

Her response was, “We’ll play to 15 by one’s; a two is beyond the arc; winner’s out. Sound good, stud?”

He nodded and chuckled at the amazing situation he now found himself in. Much to his relief, he noticed that there were not many people watching the game, which reduced his nervousness considerably.  He offered her the ball, but she said she’d shoot for it.  She made the possession shot from the free throw line, threw him a smile, and checked the ball, which meant the beginning of the game.

On the first possession, she dribbled in towards him, faked right, turned left, was able to get the step on him, and flipped up a shot that banked off the backboard and dropped in. She smirked at him, shrugged her shoulders and said, “Must have been luck.” He nodded in disbelief and checked the ball to her.  On her second possession, Marc gave her a little room since he realized how quick her first step was.  Without dribbling, she took a shot from the top of the arc and it rattled home.  It happened to be a 2-pointer which made the score 3-0 right off the bat.

He smiled at her hot start and said out loud. “It won’t last.”

He checked her the ball and she quickly attempted to make her move to the left before being cut off by Marc.  She dribbled the ball back out and took another 2 pointer although this time Marc was able to get a hand in her face.  It was a brick
and Marc grabbed the uncontested rebound.  He dribbled out and set up his offense.  Usually Marc’s game is to back in his opponent and do some interior move like a hook-shot or a baby fade away.

As much as he wanted to do that right off the bat and feel her body tight up against his, he found himself nervous at the fact that there were a few spectators and on his first possession he settled for an outside jumper that he missed.  He felt as if he was in a precarious situation and did not want to appear as if he needed to struggle to beat a girl.  She snatched the rebound and dribbled out. Perhaps as if she felt he was going easy on her because she was a girl, she introduced the physicality into the game by starting to back him down.

She thrusted her beautifully tight and shapely ass into his groin as she proceeded to back him in inch by inch.  Marc then found himself in an all together different type of precarious situation as he felt himself getting hard.  He knew all too well if she kept on backing him down and bumping into his stiffening dick with her butt and hips, that he would soon become fully erect and viewable.  He went for a steal and missed and she made an easy lay-up.

The score was now 4-0 and his face began turning a little red.  He tried to smile it off but his uneasiness shined through.  She looked at her friends who were laughing and flashed an arrogant, domineering smile. She checked him the ball again and started to back him in like before.  Just like last time, he felt himself growing stiffer and stiffer with each body thrust.  Fortunately, she spun and took a shot, which bounced off the back iron and into his hands.  He dribbled out and attempted to mentally calm himself down.

He thought again about how unbelievable it would be to receive a blowjob from this incredibly hot girl and to explode in her mouth.  With that thought, he started backing her down until he was a few feet away from the basket and easily dropped in a hook shot.  That basket gave him confidence and he repeated the same move again on his next possession.  He started to notice that more people were gathering around to watch the game, which cut his growing confidence down considerably.

He tried to back her down again, but she read his dribbling pattern and swatted the
ball away and ran it down before it went out of bounds.  Somewhat phased that she was able to steal the ball, he reacted too slowly on defense and she hit a wide open 2 pointer.  Everyone watching was cheering for her and they all began clapping and rooting her on.  Even Dave was internally laughing at his friend’s predicament. With the crowd behind her, she showed off her varsity moves on the next possession and drove right by Marc and hit a running shot.  Marc, stupefied, checked her the ball and gave her some more space again out of fear of her driving by him and she drained another 2 pointer that hit nothing but the bottom of the net.  Marc felt as if he was caught in a buzz saw as she began flaunting her talents and running away with the game.

On the ensuing possession, she began backing him down once again and reawakened his softening cock.  This time, however, she really gave it to him.  Although nobody around could see it since she was backing him in so closely, she definitely felt his growing erection prick against her tight and toned ass. The harder she felt him getting, the rougher she backed him in.  She was even cruel enough to let out a sigh of pleasure that was only audible to Marc himself.

Lauren attempted a hook-shot which missed, but since Marc’s erection was no longer under the camouflage of her body, he leaned forward and quickly untucked his shirt which gave her plenty of time to put in the loose rebound.  Lauren glared at Marc and knew just exactly how uneasy he must have been feeling.  She loved every minute of it as well.  She trotted back to the tip of the arc and immediately checked Marc the ball giving him no time to reposition himself.  She dribbled in and missed a 15 footer.  Marc grabbed the rebound and slowly took the ball back.

He took a few deep breaths since he found himself expending a lot of energy in his attempts to conceal his bipolar arousals and gave himself another internal pep talk.  He was down 8 points, but knew he could come back if he could concentrate on the game and forget about the distractions.  He showed off a barrage of dribbling moves, found an opening, flew past her and made an impressive looking lay-up.

Then, with her in his face, he took a jumper from the top of the arc and canned it.  Just like that he made the score 10-5.  On the next possession, he backed her down again and hit one of his patent fade away jumpers.  10-6.  He then backed her down once more and comfortably knocked down a hook shot off the backboard.  With the score now 10-7 and the resurgence of his erratic confidence, he said to Lauren that he was just warming up.  She did not respond.

With her in his face once again, he attempted another 2 pointer, which he sank.  Marc gleamed with cockiness after sinking that shot which brought him in within 1 of her.  On the next possession, his head grew a little too big to accommodate his dribbling skills and he accidentally bounced the ball off his knee and it rolled out of bounds.  Lauren, with the ball and up 1, backed him in again which, despite his competitive nature and pumping adrenaline, caused his cock to stir once more.

Feeling his stiffening erection for the second time, she backed him down even more and once she was close to the basket, dribbled out to the 2 point line and began backing him down again and pile on her malicious cock-tease.  This time, he could not control his arousal and his penis finally reached maximum hardness.  With this huge canopy bulging out of his Umbro shorts that he could not disguise, he felt the heat of embarrassment as well as intense arousal.  She spun and flipped up a shot that went in, and people began noticing his erection.

The girls began laughing out loud while the guys started to mock celebrate his boner.  If he was remotely secure with himself, he would have made a witty joke or been proud of this and used it to his advantage, but instead Marc grew more
and more embarrassed and continued on with the game.  She took immediate advantage of his situation and hit an open 2 pointer after checking the ball.  With the score now 13-9 and several of his fellow classmates laughing at his erection and the fact he was losing to a girl, the gym began to spin for Marc.

To make matters worse, Lauren began to trash talk a little as she felt her inevitable win and said that it’s been several days since she’s taken her gym socks home for a wash.  She added that she felt how damp her socks were with sweat and couldn’t wait to have them orally massaged.  Envisioning this sincerely grossed Marc out, as he was already privy to the scent of her worn Nike sneakers.  His erection softened and he played much harder defense.  His eyes were slightly teary with humiliation and embarrassment, but knew this fate would be much worse and stepped up his game regardless of how he looked.

Marc, with relative ease, forced Lauren into a tough shot which actually almost fell in, but did not and Marc ferociously grabbed the rebound and established his offense.  He backed her down like a rag doll (since he easily had 40-50 pounds on
her), missed a lay-up, but tapped in the rebound.  He had confidence in his outside shot, but didn’t trust it at such a critical point in the game and continued to back her down again, fiercely protecting his dribble.  He took a 5 foot fade-away, which he knocked down, bringing him within 2.  Then, she gave him some room for a mid-range jumper daring him to take it, which he did and successfully made.

Now, with the score 13-12, he felt more confident that he could pull the game out.  He thought to himself; who cares if I had a noticeable erection.  I mean, she’s hot!  Who wouldn’t?  His thoughts soothed, and his emotions simmered down as he felt he was in control of the game only down 1 with the ball.  He backed her down once again and went to his bread and butter, the hook shot, which didn’t fail him.  He tied the game at 13, 2 points away from winning and receiving perhaps the best blowjob ever.

Tying the game brought about his cockiness once again, and he retaliated her trash talk with some of his own.  He said to her that there is no way she is winning this
game because he would never in a million years touch her smelly sweaty feet with his mouth, and most of all, would NEVER, EVER smell them.

With a somewhat dejected look, all she could say was “we’ll see.”

Feeling victory seconds away, he decided to pull up for a 2 pointer because he
was given the room, but badly missed as the ball hit the back rim.  In anticipation of the rebound, both players ran to the basket but the ball bounced over their heads, towards the half court line. Some of the students who were in the path of the ball moved out of the way as Lauren and Marc chased it down.  On the way to the ball, Marc tripped over a backpack that someone didn’t move in time, and Lauren got to the ball first and dribbled as fast as she could, seeing that Marc was on the ground.

Knowing that she could take an uncontested 2 pointer and still get the rebound, she let one fly and it miraculously hit the backboard and fell in.  Just like that, the game was over and Lauren won. She celebrated with some of her varsity teammates who were watching, while all Marc could do was watch her from the ground and wonder.

She instantly ran over to him and said “you better get used to that position, Marc-yyyy, because you are mine.  Get up and wait for me in the back of the
girls’ locker room.  Nobody will be there right now.”  With that, she winked at him and left him speechless in disbelief on the ground with a bruised knee and a smashed ego.

He got up, thought about just leaving, but knew he could not.  He knew that she would ruin him if he left and did not pay this debt. Plus, since Marc was by nature a very competitive person and would never dishonor a bet, felt that he had no choice.  He knew he was in for hell, but had no idea exactly just how bad it would be.

Part III - The Finale    Cumming soon :)