Soccer Practice

Luke went to the Male Change Room to get ready for practice.

Nodding at the rest of the Soccer Team as they piled in. A cheerful feel of eagerness in the air, all the Boys were excited to get out on the field, and get a break from a rough first day.

"Hey Luke! That's what your wearing on the field?"

"You sure do look cute in that!"

"Oh Fuck you!"

The banter came natural as Luke changed out of his hated Gym Uniform and into his Soccer Uniform, which was thankfully something closer to his work out cloths.

Baggy navy blue short shorts, a matching sports fit polo-shirt, along with some new black cleats.

The sports field was a ball of activity.

The Cheerleading Team already out on the side line grass doing warm ups, the Track and Field Team running laps on the circuit that surrounded the field, and there was even a sparse crowd on the bleachers watching the activity. Luke quickly spied Grace sitting and waving at him.

The Team dumped a cage of balls onto the field and started making efficient use of there allotted time.

During the start of there own warm-up a event by the Cheerleaders caught Luke's eye.

"Hey look Marissa already warmed up before coming here!"

Marissa was in a small struggle with her rear end being flashed to the bleachers and field by the Cheer Squad Captain Donna.

"No stop!"

Donna had Marissa under the arm and pulled down the girls practice shorts. Playing with Marissa's still red cheeks Donna laid a few slaps of her own while rubbing skilled hand over some sensitive areas.

"Oh! Now wouldn't it be such a motivating sight for the Boys to see something like this on a game night?"

"What do you think Boy!" Donna yelled at the Soccer Team, gesturing to Marissa.

"Maybe we could even work it into are choreography! Show off this and some that other sexy tanned skin you have Marissa?"

Marissa managed to kick out of Donna's strong grasp at the expense of her shorts. A roar of laughter range out from a section of the bleachers egged on by the other Cheerleaders as Marissa stood there with only a thong to cover up a small section of her lower half.

Tears welling up, Marissa turned and ran away humiliated once again. Luke felt guilty for Marissa but, he didn't know why. There was nothing really he could do for her, and her harassments had nothing to do with him.

Life went on, the sight quickly forgotten.

Luke fell into the Zone as all the problems of the day disappeared from his mind. He was playing the sport he loved! The sport he was great at! Here is was a Star!

Out maneuvering his team mates in drill after drill, Luke even heard a few shouts of encouragement from the bleachers for him adding to his ego. Wanting more he started to doing some tricks and fancy foot work showing off. Juggling the ball in the air with his feet or making a team mate trip over there own. The Team's Goalie, a large butch fellow who was a Star in his own right, was nothing before Luke as he sent shot after shot into the net.

Luke was King of the Soccer Field and that would never change!

Practice would end with Luke being on a high, as they started cleaning up for the next teams scheduled practice time.

"You were amazing!" Grace said she she jumped up from the bleachers excitedly to hug Luke.

"If you liked that you should see me during a game." Luke grind.

"Oh I have." Grace used a hand to cover coy smile.

Luke, the wind taken out of his sails somewhat wondered, how often had Grace watched him play soccer? This was the first time he'd ever seen her do it.....

"Come." Grace took hold of Luke's hand. "Lets get you stuff Hun, and get out of here."

Walking to the school they were caught by one last person who joined them on there way to the change rooms.

"Hey! Luke!" A energetic feminine voice called.

A Track Runner jogged up to them wearing sweat covered Track-Shorts and Crop Top.

"Hey Hannah." Luke returned the wide grin that the slim ponytailed brunette gave them. Hannah was one of his oldest friends, not remembering a time in which he didn't know her.

"So are you going to introduce me or what?"

"Hello, I'm Grace." She spoke for Luke, offering a hand to Hannah. Who, instead of shaking it, took it in her own and kissed it.

"Your doing God's work! He is such a mess you know? Ugh, a real fixer-upper!" Both Grace and Hannah laughed at Luke's blushing expense.

"Well Hannah, your a piece of work too!"

"I know!" Hannah agreed while sticking her tongue out at Luke.