The next day at practice, Mark continued to see changes in the way that he was being perceived. He received a lot more cheers from his teammates every time that he made a solid play. He felt like they were playing harder for him and that just made him mor...
Mark was a freshman at a small local college. He had been a star high school basketball player and was offered a nice scholarship to play basketball. He played a traditional point guard position and at 5’9” and 150 pounds, he could get by in high school,...
Where you at, basketball fans? It's that time of year! I know you have already started making your NCAA tournament predictions. You get a hard-on waiting for that must-see matchup. You cum in your britches thinking about who will make that awe-inspiring l...
I grew up in a college town, Gainesville, Florida, home of the Gators, and my high school friends and I played basketball on our high school team. We were good, but not good enough to earn college scholarships. My name is James, and my four friends and I...
A bead of sweat ran down my cheek and dripped onto the hardwood floor below me. I was shooting my last two free throws to finish up my basketball work-out on a Thursday morning during finals week at Wesleyan University. I made my two free throws, grabbed...
“Don’t you dare fucking touch me,” Denise said as she gripped the gash in her arm. “We have got to get the bleeding stopped before you pass out or something.” Blake grabbed a towel and tossed it at Denise’s head. She hadn’t meant to hurt Denise, not reall...
As I ran down the court, I could feel the adrenaline pumping through me. The crowd on the bleachers was jumping up and yelling and I could feel their excitement as it pushed its way through my veins. I love home games so much because it encouraged me to d...
