The Special One

Chapter 3

The team rushed to the arena and the crowd shouted louder when they saw their hero. Brian didn't even look into the crowd because he knew no one was cheering for him. He was still a little worried about how upset Grace had been the night before. He pissed her off with her stupid words and was really mad at herself for hurting her.

Mark Thompson tested whether his teammates were all

relaxed and focused on the game. He caught Brian's angry gaze and pulled him

aside.

"Brian, where are you mate? I can't let you wander

there. You are my protection!" - Mark spoke to Brian in his ear.

"Sorry Mark. I will go to the game,” he apologized.

"What are you mad about? asked the quarterback.

"I pissed off my sister last night by saying

something stupid. I'm really mad at myself."Brian said abruptly:

Mark looked at the tall man. It wouldn't do it at all.

When Brian gets mad at him, he lets the other team overturn him. He had to get Brian

to hasten his wrath.

"Brian, it's not good to be angry. It will harm you

and your game. this is what I want When fighting, I want you to look at

the other side and think, 'This is why my sister is not feeling well'. Turn on

your anger and suppress it. You must direct this anger outward. Don't let

this eat you. Break it down! can you do it? "

" Yes, I see."Brian nodded and looked at Mark in

surprise. He was really happy that Mark was very attentive and helpful. He

didn't realize that Mark was taking care of him.

Coming soon. It started, and Brian sat down in a

three-point position and looked at his man, no! It was he who said this

nonsense. He had to punish this guy! Click to dash forward and stab the player

to throw them to the ground. It was shattered in the hole Brian had punched and

he soon landed first.

To his surprise, Brian felt a little better. He looked at

Mark and smiled.

The defense and receivers were so good that the match was

fierce. The score was close, but no one bypassed Brian. Dave, Center, and Wally

Sentinel opposite Dave were inspired to follow Brian's savagery, but he

couldn't keep up with his strength. Brian slowly broke the opponent's attack

line. He beat them over and over and soon broke their souls. The match went in

their favor, and in time they became the new champions of the country. The team

went crazy, this time the coach patted him on the back and congratulated him.

None of the teams that entered the arena to shake hands were able to shake Brian's

hand. His teammates objected to it, the words were spoken and they got a little

ugly until the coach dragged them off the pitch and brought them back to the

locker room.

"Lord, Mr. Brian, are there teeth under the

saddle?" the coach asked. This made men laugh a lot. Then Mark stood up.

“Before the match, Brian got mad at his stupid thing and

told him to put that madness into the game. It seems to have worked." He

smiled at his friends and they stood up to pat him on the back for his

outstanding leadership. No one but Mark noticed Brian's surprised expression at

his words.

. Later he turned to the defender. Found out, "It's a

little better now, isn't it?"

Brian was forced to agree, and nodded.

“Hey, there’s a party starting at 10 pm tonight.

Attendance is essential for the team, so be there! And thank you so

much. You were great tonight!" - Mark smiled broadly and lifted his hand.

Brian was in a good mood and promised Mark he'd come to the

party.

When he got home, he struggled to find something to wear.

He didn't have much. I knew I had to be good-looking. The only nice pants he

had were the navy blue jeans that Grace bought for him, but he felt it was

highlighting his problems rather than hiding them.

But Mark said the party was for the team, so he assumed

they would be there. Wearing jeans wouldn't be a problem as they already knew

his shame.

He put on socks, then jeans, a clean black T-shirt

and his only black button-down short-sleeved shirt. He looked at himself in the

mirror. He felt so weird when his jeans revealed what he so desperately

wanted to hide. When he opened the shirt, the tip almost covered him. He

sighed. Fortunately, his sister was still working. He didn't want her to see

him that way.

He knew how to drink, left his old pickup truck at

home and rode a bus through town to the outskirts of a wealthy neighborhood. He

had to walk quite a distance from the bus stop to Mark's house. Because he

realized that the distance between the ramps was huge. He was looking at number

12, and as he was on his way, a police car stopped in front of him and asked

where he was going. The police became friends again when he revealed who he was

supposed to see and why he had seen him. He also praised his aggressive play

during the match. He thanked them and they moved on.

Mark's house, which is actually a mansion, was quite

far from the road. Brian was walking a long way and saw many of his teammates

coming to the party. He shook his head when the rumble of the music was barely

audible. They will definitely drink.

Finally he reached the doorway and rang the bell.

Moments later, the door opened and he looked into the blue eyes of one of the

most beautiful women he had ever met. She was tall and adorned with red hair

that fell over her shoulder and a very impressive neckline. Realizing that he

was looking at her with her mouth open, he opened his eyes in

embarrassment and looked back into her smiling eyes. She knew where his eyes

were headed and she rejoiced in his gratitude.

"You must be Brian Walters. Please come! ' he said in

a surprisingly soft voice. She stepped back and when he came in she reached out

her hand and he took his hand. Her hands were so soft!

“I'm Rachel Thompson, Mark's mother. He impressed you on

the pitch tonight! So aggressive! He protected Mark very well! She gently

grabbed his big forearm with the other hand and said

"Thank you." He was completely blinded by her

beauty. murmured far away. He thought she might be in her 40s, but she looked

incredible! And this neckline continued to attract his attention.

Then he felt.

He began to grow. He moved her hand to the hem

of her shirt, cautiously trying to straighten her fabric, but saw her

looking down at what she was doing herself. Her smile grew stronger.

When his face turned red, Mark helped.

"Mom! Can't you see my brother needs a beer! Welcome,

Mr. Brian! Oh! I'm sorry Brian!" He said a little bluntly. Mark started

celebrating early. “It was nice to meet you.”Brian Rachel said

politely as he was dragged away. He felt her gaze on her ass all

the way to her back room. Greetings went up when

Mark led him to the large family room at the back of the

house. Mark went to Reggie and got some money. “You said he would show up! Give

this guy a beer!"

Brian didn't drink, but the whole team was holding those red

plastic cups, so he took what was offered to him and drank it to a toast that

Mark shouted. The team liked it and he smiled shyly, and only then did he realize how

many women were there. Most of the teams brought their girlfriends. Some of

these friends invited them. Brian forgot how many people were in the break

room, but they spilled into the adjoining kitchen, and the large dining

room outside was cleaned up and turned into a dance floor. The driving rhythm

originated here.

He finished his beer and toasted another beer in his hand.

Brian was feeling a little intoxicated because he hadn't

had a toast and drank before raising his glass. He found a place for

himself on the sofa and rested.

A few minutes later, Reggie tapped his shoulder to wake

him up.

"Brian! Wake up buddy! Someone wants to see you

downstairs. Wake up!"

"What? Okay, okay! Where?"Brian struggled to

concentrate.

Reggie looked away and appeared to be snoring or sneezing.

he turned "Only follow me, okay?"

"Of course."

They left the family room and walked among the crowds in the

dining room and dance floor. Brian's head was still spinning, but he swore

that every girl passing by was rubbing him. There it started to swell, but

fortunately the light dimmed considerably. As they walked out to the other side

of the dancer, Brian faced Rachel again and he smiled at her shy smile as

he passed her. He felt something of her touch her groin again, but he didn't

notice her wide open her eyes in surprise, nor did she notice her running

down the hallway down the basement stairs.

Brian appreciated the stretch in the trousers because his

trouser legs were so stiff.

Reggie led Brian to the door and beckoned him to enter. Brian

saw him and opened the door and went in. The light inside was a bit dark, but I

could see the outline of the man sitting on the sofa on the other side of the

room. The man forcibly reached out and reached out his hand. He did it and saw

that it was Melanie. He immediately felt a flush on his cheeks and appreciated

the dim light from a few small LED candles. He turned to the young woman.

“Hello Melanie! Do you like parties?" He did his best

not to sound stupid.

"Sit with me, Brian," she said. He did it and

she came closer.

"Do you like me?" she asked

"Yes." He paused for a moment and then moaned.

"I like you too. I want to kiss you. can do?

Brian was so startled that he was speechless and just

nodded.

Melanie suddenly pressed against his body, thrust his

tongue into his mouth and sucked his lips. As he laid her hand on her back, she

moaned loudly and attacked him. He started feeling like a dog licking his face

and she was too sloppy. He had no experience with kissing, but he knew he

shouldn't.

She crawled into his knees and the pressure on his groin

made his erection more difficult. She moaned as she felt the swelling under her

legs.

Brian was dizzy and needed fresh air. He lifted

Melanie from his lap and stood up. He missed the fact that she had unbuttoned

his pants, so he wasn't completely ready when she pulled them off the couch behind

him. Suddenly, the lights came on and at least twenty people gathered

in the room to watch him. He was standing next to the sofa, with his back

exposed in topless.

At first everyone froze in surprise.

Then there was an absolute burst of laughter, sighing,

swearing and screaming from some women. He heard the words "geek" and

"monster" many times in male and female voices. Brian bent over and

pulled his trousers, but he could no longer fit the d**k in his pants. It's a

shame. Why do they call him a horse? A 10-inch d**k, as erect now, and

menacingly thick.

He did everything he could to get him back to his stomach,

and he had no choice but to button his shirt down to the waist of his

jeans. He rushed forward and the group quickly dispersed until he faced Rachel.

He suddenly stopped and looked at her reddened face. Her embarrassment was

completely over, as she saw him too. Her eyes were rough and she felt it was

hard to breathe.

"You'd better leave." All she could say to her

was that he ran past her and ran from her house. He followed the long driveway,

crossed the long road, and ran to the bus stop and continued on. Returning

home, he gasped and gasped for breath. He held his breath on the veranda,

cursed himself and entered the house.

"Hello Brian! You're home early." Grace said

from the living room, sorry that she had left him last night, so she got up and

hugged him. He saw her approaching and threw herself up and threw herself.

"Ed? What's going on?" She called after him. Grace went down the

stairs to the basement and saw the door closed. she knocked

“Don't come in! I'm not fine!" he shouted from the

other side.

She listened and could hear things like weeping.

"Brian? Let me in."

Said rudely, "No! Away! I'm not worth it! Leave me

alone."

Grace was concerned about his brother. He was so innocent.

"What did you do, Brian?"

"Let me go. And put me to sleep." A trembling

voice came through the door.

Grace wanted to punish someone for hurting his brother.

She finds out what they did. She will get to the bottom of it. She hurt no one Brian

and ran away. no one. no one!