Jon had been to football games before, but he had only gone to oogle the Cheerleaders, like Lindsey, who was standing next to him right now. The way the girls had moved had always been a turn on to him, he never had thought that he was subconsciously memorizing everything they were doing. But during practice earlier this evening, Jon found out he was a natural at this. Perhaps he had missed his calling, and he should have joined the squad years ago. He tried to push that thought out of his head as he stepped, clapped his hands together and spun, causing his skirt to flair out and then fall against his long smooth legs.
He was still surprised at the fact that he was on the sidelines of a football game, prancing about, cheering for the boys, and flipping his skirt for the crowd. He felt a little like a stripper, dancing for the approval of men, making sure that every move was sensual and suggestive. Yet the longer he was out here, the more natural it felt. The girls were all having a great time, and so was he, the huge smile on his face was real. He truly felt accepted, a feeling he had not had ever before in his life. This group of girls took him in and he was now one of them, he would do anything for these girls, he thought, they would do the same for him.
As the game continued, the boys were a few points behind their rival school. The game had been a tough one, as they had been behind the entire time. Every point they scored, the other team would just pull ahead again. But now the score was close. Their team had the ball. Less than 30 seconds was left on the clock. Jon didn't know football too well, but he knew that this was the last play. If they got a Touchdown now, they would win, anything less and it would mean defeat.
Biff broke the huddle, and took his place behind the center. He looked to both sides of the line, and could see the tell tale signs of a Blitz on the Defense. He called an audible, and told Steve to get ready using the code words they had learned. The ball was hiked, and Biff dropped back. His line crumbled in front of him as the other team broke through with everything they had. Biff spotted Steve under heavy coverage and did they only thing he could. He ran.
Jon watched in amazement as Biff spun out of two tackles, and vaulted over a third. The other team was scrambling now to tackle the break away Quarterback who had decided to run the ball the 60 odd yards. A fourth and then a fifth player failed to tackle Biff, as he was now trailing six other players as they ran as hard as they could to catch him. The only thing between Biff and a win was the Safety who was eying him up like a baby antelope. Biff tucked the ball, and dropped his shoulder, and ran right into the Safety. The impact was hard, and the Safety went down, he hadn't counted on Biff hitting him like a Freight Train. Seconds later Biff was in the end zone, and the referees were blowing the whistles. The game had ended, and with Biff's amazing play, they had won the game.
The girls cheered in support and Lindsey called for a victory Cheer. Jon was nervous about this one, but he tucked away his fear and went through the motions that he was taught earlier. A fer kicks, spins, steps, and next thing he knew, he was perched atop their outstretched hands kicking his leg as high as he could, cheering his heart out.
Jon then kicked his other leg up, and fell into the girls arms safely. The crowd applauded for them, and they all hugged to celebrate. The boys had broken up their own celebration and a few of the players came to receive celebratory hugs from their cheerleader girlfriends. Jon was about to put his pom poms back in his bag when he felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned to see Biff with a huge smile on his face.
Jon wasn't sure what to do, but knew Biff deserved to be congratulated, so he did what felt natural and gave him a hug. Biff returned the hug with his large arms wrapping around Jon's small torso. Biff lifted Jon off his tiny feet and spun him around as Jon giggled. When Jon's feet landed back on the grass he felt Biff loosen his grip and Jon looked Biff in the eye to tell him what a great job he did, but before he had the opportunity, Biff's lips were closed on his own. Jon was shocked, to say the least, but he couldn't escape as Biff still had Jon in his arms. It only lasted a couple seconds, but to Jon it was minutes.
When Biff broke the kiss, his hand slid down Jon's back, and squeezed his ass. Jon squeaked in surprise, still too shocked to speak, as Biff smiled and said.
"I'm going to take a shower and get changed, I'll pick you up by the parking lot, Babe." and he turned and walked away. Jon stood, unsteadily on his tiny sneaker clad feet, as he watched the Quarterback walk away. He had just been kissed by another boy, and then had his ass squeezed. Jon may have stood there for hours, had the other girls not pushed him back to the locker room with them.
His shock and fear were still laying heavy on his mind as he stripped down and took a shower to freshen up. He took no notice of the other girls, or their various states of undress as he toweled himself dry and then dressed in the outfit he had brought with him.
