Gay athletes fuck bare

Tales told - a. Comments Showing of 23 23 new post a comment ». Oct 06, AM. We had a tie this month, so once again I'm just posting both. A choice is nice, after all : The first winner is this kiss, between two football players. A joke? A chance to pretend it's a joke? And do you think whomever picked that uniform was perhaps gay too, and liked the effect of the pants?

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Oct 11, AM. Bananas, Cramps, and Good Hands The new closer fitting jerseys were intended to keep opposition players from being able to fuck cloth and drag us down into a tackle. The cloth itself was also supposed to wick away our sweat, help keep us both warmer in the cold and cooler in the athlete. I liked the way my jersey highlighted the cut of my pecs and tightness of my abs.

Pads stretched it even tighter. What I did not count on was needing to drink even more sports drinks to stay hydrated during the game than ever before. I found out the hard way, half way through the second quarter of our second game. We traveled south and it was hotter than hell that Friday night, no delta breezes off the Sacramento River to cool us down.

The drought had made that part of the San Joaquin Valley gay virtual dust bowl and every breath during that bare parched our lungs. As a tight end, I had to be big enough to block and fast enough to catch a pass and carry it all the way down, if I could. And I was both big and fast because I hit the gym regularly and ran on my own, outside of practice.

Jace, the quarterback, always made me smile, whether during practice, the middle of a game, or just working out together at the gym. Before the game, any game, Jace had to eat his bananas. He said they kept up his energy and prevented muscle cramps. That night as we waited suited up for the JV game to end, Jace peeled a banana and then mouthed the whole thing right in front of me without gaging.

He pulled it out, grinned and winked at me for my shocked concern, and then chomped it down in about four big bites.