Jackass. He'd missed the sign Hebe passed to Oscar before she brought the drink, and Oscar was standing right behind him.The guy kind of levitated in ...scar's huge hands, one around his chest, one between the guy's legs in what must have been a very uncomfortable hold. It certainly was an embarrassing one."That's it, buddy. Time to go."The guy didn't resist. Few people do when they become aware of Oscar's size. Oscar set the guy down and escorted him to the door. Such was the respect Oscar. Unfortunately, she yanked my head away before that could happen. Whats wrong? I asked. She ignored me. Turning her back to me, the leaned forward and placed her hands on the nearby wall. Her feet soon shuffled apart, spreading her ass cheeks. Glancing back over her shoulder, she peered into my eyes and said three simple words. Lick my ass! Mere seconds later, I was kneeling behind her, my face buried in her ass and my tongue dancing on her anus. Apparently simple stimulation as not enough,. I looked around the circle too, and my teammates had their eyes on Coach Chad as I looked at each of their faces. Not a one showed nervousness – I knew they wouldn’t. We are so close, one player can look at another player and both will smile as if something was said. I looked across to see Ben on one knee beside Harlan. Harlan’s right hand was on Ben’s left knee, just as it has been before each game we’ve played this year. They are close – maybe not as close personally, as Ben and me – but for. "That's right," I hear in my ear. "I am your God." Have I been speaking? "Say that I'm your God." I can't speak; I'm breathing too hard. Sam's other hand is still pinching my neck, holding me still, whilst her other is pulling away at the tape on my crotch, coming free. I sigh slightly as my balls slip into my scrotum again, to be immediately grabbed by the questing hand. Her breath is all that I can smell – she releases my neck to brush away my hair coming between our kisses. As if to remind.