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Charlie and I ran into snow flurries as we headed up Seven Mountains west of Lewistown. We made it back to campus on dry roads. I dropped Charlie off by Hartranft before I took my VW up to East Parking Deck.

Damian hadn't returned from home when I got to our room that afternoon. I called Kelly's room. Jen explained that my lover wasn't expected until after dinner. Her dad had been delayed leaving for campus. I went down to the Mix and picked up a Sunday paper to read until dinner time.

I started to worry when it was 5:20 and Damian hadn't appeared yet. Five minutes later Christian knocked at my door to see if Damian and I were ready to go for dinner. I headed over to the Training Table with G. J., Shawn Byrd, Trevor, Tony.

Jared Gray, our freshman kicker, caught up with us as we were crossing the quad. "Anybody seen Bruce?" he asked, meaning Bruce MacCauley. "He hasn't been to our room yet."

"No," I replied. "I'm missing my roommate too. I haven't seen Damian."

The six of us talked about the missing guys as we headed over for chow. It was obvious that Bruce and Damian weren't the only guys missing. We didn't see Josh Bruno, one of our starting linebackers. Most obvious absence was Evan Foster. His spot at the table where Zack and the other captains usually sat was empty. We went through the line for food and found a table.

A couple minutes of discussion brought to light the thing that all six to eight missing teammates had in common. All of them lived along Lake Erie between Cleveland, Erie and Buffalo. G. J., a Pittsburgh resident, put his finger on the problem first.

"Lake effect snow," G. J. explained. "The flurries we had this afternoon are the edge of a storm coming off Lake Erie. Those storms can be nasty. They'll drop a foot or two of snow in no time."

I was somewhat reassured to know the likely cause of Damian's delay but still I was worried. Was my friend stuck along the highway somewhere in a snow drift? I found out after dinner.

Coach Burton announced the names of nine team members caught by the storm. Five were through the worst and would be back on campus later tonight. Evan Foster and Bruce MacCauley had taken cover from the storm in shelters run by the local fire companies. Damian and Josh Bruno found rooms in hotels along I-80 and would return to campus as soon as they were dug out tomorrow.

Many of the guys on the team headed for the Lasch Building after dinner to check out the late afternoon NFL game and the post game show's BCS standings segment. I decided to skip it this week. USC won, LSU won and we didn't play. I knew the results before they were to be announced. USC #1, LSU #2, us #3, after that, who cares?

I worked on my history term paper, organizing the information I got from Mr. Randolph while I was home. Damian called a little after 7:30 pm to let me know what was up. He was stuck at motel in Brookville in Jefferson County, just off of I-80. He didn't expect to be back to campus until noon tomorrow.

Kelly called about fifteen minutes after Damian. Her dad had a miserable drive to campus. They ran into a sleet storm halfway to State College. Kelly was delighted when I let her know one side benefit of the storm – that I had a private room for the night.

Kelly came over fifteen minutes later. The two of us worked on homework for an hour before our hormones got the better of us. The first time we jumped each other's bones, filling our urgent needs. We cuddled and kissed for awhile as we cooled down. The two of us got excited again and danced under the sheets. Nice and slow this time, enjoying each other's bodies immensely.

We settled in together after our second time making love. This was a wonderful opportunity to be together. I'd love to be able to do this more often. Maybe next year I would be in one of the Nittany Apartments. Wouldn't that be great?

--oooOooo--

The coaches had us practicing our fundamentals at Monday's football practice. We didn't have a team to prepare for yet. If nothing changed in the standings next weekend, we would face the Oregon Ducks in the Rose Bowl. We still had hope that Florida could beat LSU in a neutral stadium in the SEC championship game. There also was a slim chance that UCLA could beat USC in their final game. Our money was riding on Florida to upset the favored Tigers. Saturday's games would determine our destination for the New Year.

Monday evening I convened the first meeting of the team's Thon committee after position meetings. Anders Voight, Cuch Cuchiella, Tyler Madden, Andrew Perkins, Trevor Conwell, Chip Brinton and Jared Cantrell agreed to help with the fundraising.

"I appreciate all of you agreeing to raise funds for the Thon. The fraternities and sororities have a huge head start on us. They have been raising funds since the school year started. We need to kick start our efforts right now while we have a little extra time."

I scanned the circle of faces around table and saw them nodding in agreement. "We raised $19,542.00 last year. I believe we can do much better this year with your help."

I outlined my plan for raising money. Each member of the team's Thon committee would recruit two assistants from their classmates on the team. I would supply a list of team alumni for them to contact from the list Coach Burton got for me. We had twenty-seven Penn Staters playing in the NFL. They were prime targets in my plan. Even the lowest paid NFL player made over $300,000 a year.

Each committee member and each assistant would be expected to make at least eight alumni contacts. Kelly and I updated a suggested script for each person to use when they requested a donation for the Thon. I took my dad's suggestions when we revised the script. Every year Dad helped the Boy Scouts raise money for their program. We would start off asking $5000 or more from the best paid alumni. Dad suggested asking for more than we expected to get. If we asked a guy for a $100 and he could have given a $1000, we'd only get the $100 we asked for. If we asked for $5000 and the guy couldn't give that much, he'd probably give what he was able.

To conclude the meeting I announced, "We're going to have weekly report meetings to keep track of our status. By next week each member should recruit his two assistants for his team. The top team would be rewarded with a treat." Leigh Ann and Kelly agreed to do cupcakes, pie or something like that for each meeting. "Let's get to work gentlemen. Our team's name is on the success or failure of this so I want maximum effort. Is everyone in on this?"

"Yeah, Kyle." "You bet." "We're in, Kyle." My friends chimed in. I handed out the scripts and contact lists to each member of our committee before we left.

As we were leaving Anders pulled me aside. "That's a side of your personality I haven't seen before," Anders said. "Take-charge Kyle. Where did that come from?"

"Boy Scouts," I answered, chuckling. "Organizing a group of eight people is no big deal to me. I ran a scout troop with 35 scouts for a year."

"You seem to have thought this through carefully and organized things well," Anders replied. "If you are this together in couple years when it's your turn to be captain, our team will be in good hands."

"I don't know if I'll be a captain," I said. "There's twenty-one of us in my class and only two or three of us will be captains."

"You're already showing leadership with your play on the field," Anders countered. "If you pull off this fund drive for the Thon, the other guys are naturally going to look to you as one of the leaders."

"I don't know," I said. "I guess time will tell." Anders and I headed back to Hartranft together. Anders' comment made me think a little. I'd like to be recognized among my teammates and classmates but I still need to be humble. Zack had made it clear me that as a sophomore, that is my place.

--oooOooo--

Kelly and I both used most of our free time during the week to finish our history term papers. I proofread and critiqued hers and she did the same to mine. I thought Kelly's paper turned out well. She raved about how good she thought mine was. I hoped Dr. Brennan would agree.

The term papers were due on Friday. We had to start preparing for finals too. We had one more week of classes after this week. Kelly and I could have gone out Friday night, but we chose to study instead. Both of us wanted to have all of Saturday free.

Zack, Leigh Ann, Christian, Bev, Kelly and I decided to go to the big Wolverines vs. Central District 3 championship game in Hershey Saturday afternoon. Zack agreed to drive. All of us could fit in his Explorer if we didn't mind close quarters.

The six of us met at Zack's apartment at 11 am. The two hour drive to Hershey was broken by a quick stop in Dauphin for lunch. We arrived outside Hershey Stadium around 1:30 pm. We purchased our tickets and headed into the stadium. Christian and Bev excused themselves and headed for the Central side of the stadium to join their friends from home.

I stopped by and said hello to my parents on the way to our seats. Zack, Leigh Ann, Kelly and I found seats with Eric Connell, my brother's best friend, and Samantha Hoover, his long time steady. We were just settling in when Sherry Baer came by with her sons Billy and Wesley in tow. Zack, Kelly and I invited her to join our little group.

Billy had grown since I last saw him a year and a half ago. He looked bigger than I remembered fourth graders and had his dad's thin build. Wesley was a toddler just a few inches taller than Noah and Connor. Wesley didn't have much interest in the football game. Billy, the budding pee wee football running back, paid close attention to the game.

The game was exciting and much too close for our taste. The two teams were closely matched. Tex Johanson effectively neutralized Joshua Hunsecker, keeping him from dominating the game the way he had earlier in the fall. Coach Caffrey put Andy in to return all punts and kickoffs, hoping he'd be able to break something. Andy did a good job but Central kicked away from him every time, so the return game was neutralized too.

Adam Eberly and Cody Sauder did a decent job running the ball. Andy and Dave Mitchell caught enough longer passes to keep the defense loose. Unfortunately Central's running backs were able to move the ball on our team too.

The difference turned out to be the quarterbacks. Marcus Hornberger, the junior who quarterbacked Central, proved to be slightly better than Matt Sauder. Marcus started for thirteen games against Matt's eleven this season. Marcus also played some last year when he backed up Caleb Sommers, Central's previous quarterback.

One mistake separated the teams in the first half. Central went in to the locker room with a 21-17 lead thanks to Matt throwing an interception in the second quarter. Andy scored one of the Wolverine touchdowns. Cody Stevens had scored the second when he caught a pass in the end zone. Christian's brother Joshua had also scored one when Tex got picked on a crossing pattern over the middle of the field.

Central took the second half kickoff and drove straight down the field to score another touchdown. Central pressured and blitzed Matt Sauder after that. Matt managed to hit Andy on another deep pass for a touchdown, but he also threw another interception that Central converted into a field goal. The score was 31-20 mid-way through the fourth quarter.

Central had the ball and was trying to run the clock down on the game. Coach Wyndham and our defense guessed correctly on a run blitz on first down and stuffed the runner with a four yard loss. A second down blitz pressured Marcus Hornberger into throwing the ball away. Tex Johanson made a brilliant play on third and long, out jumping Joshua Hunsecker for the pass. Tex ran the ball back, unfortunately getting shoved out of bounds just before he crossed the goal line.

Adam Eberly shoved the ball into the end zone on the next play. Our kicker missed the PAT, leaving the score at 31-26, Central's favor. Central took the kickoff and played ball control again, this time not being hurried into more mistakes.

The Wolverines were out of time outs and had 90 seconds left when they got the ball back. Our guys tried gamely but Central blanketed Andy and Dave deep. Matt was forced to check down on every play. We ran out of time before we could score again.

The Central fans across the field from us celebrated wildly as the disappointed Wolverine fans filed out of the stands. Kelly, Zack, Leigh Ann and I made our way down to the field to talk with the players.

Zack consoled Matt when he found him. Matt had played well considering his age and lack of experience. I found Andy and Tex together answering questions from a reporter. I waited until they were done before I bothered them.

"You guys did well this season, considering everything," I offered.

"Not well enough," Andy groused. "I thought we could go all the way with this team."

"Only one of the sixty-four AAA playoff teams in the state get to end their season with a win," I replied. "Starting 0-2 and winning your next ten games is excellent. You and Tex make sure you teach these young kids what they need to know and they'll do better next season."

"Yeah, I guess that's what's left for us here," Tex agreed.

"That and finalizing your college choice," I added. "We have room for both of you at Penn State." I gave them a wink.

Zack pitched in too, trying to sell Andy and Tex on choosing our college. Neither Andy nor Tex was ready to commit that day. Christian and Bev met us on the field while we were talking with Andy and Tex.

The six of us said good bye to our friends from high school before we left. We grabbed a quick dinner in Hershey before we headed back to State College. We dropped Christian and Bev off near Hartranft and Beaver Halls on the way to the parking deck. Zack, Leigh Ann, Kelly and I headed over to Zack's apartment for the evening's party.

We arrived just before the kickoff of the LSU/Florida game. This game was our last hope. USC thumped UCLA while we were watching my high school team lose.

Kelly and I grabbed beers and settled in on the floor to watch the TV. Unlike most parties, everyone watched the game, anxious to find out which bowl our team would be going to in January. The girls settled on guys early and cuddled with them as we cheered the Gators on.

The game was played in the Georgia Dome, so LSU lost one of the edges that helped them win the first game between the two teams. Elijah Carter was much more settled in the pocket than Ed had been in Baton Rouge in September, so that improved the Gators' chances too.

The game turned out to be a closely fought chess match between Coach Miles and Coach Meyer. Each team had an excellent defense. Florida operated from a wide open spread offense while LSU ran a more pro-style offense. LSU scored first and Florida spent the rest of the game playing catch up.

LSU led 21-17 at half time. Carter and the Gator offense took the second half kickoff and drove down the field into the red zone in a well executed drive. Unfortunately for Nittany Lions and Gators fans, the drive stalled short of the end zone. The Gators settled for a field goal.

The Tigers took the ball back and ran a crisp, precise, time consuming drive to increase their lead to 28-20. The teams traded touchdowns as the third quarter wound down and the fourth quarter started.

The Tigers drove down the field again, pushing into the red zone. The Gators finally managed to make a break for themselves. They caught Andre Dugas, the quarterback, in the backfield for a sack and knocked the ball loose. Gator's possession!

My friends and I cheered loudly. Maybe the Gators could pull off the upset. Elijah Carter executed what undoubtedly would be remembered in years to come at UF as "The Drive." Elijah willed his team down the field, hitting impossible passes time and again.

"You didn't really want the Heisman?" Evan teased. "This guy is making his case for the trophy loud and clear."

"If Carter pulls this game out," Zack replied. "He can have the trophy. I'll be satisfied to play for the national championship."

Carter hit a beautiful strike to Eric Peters, Ed's roommate. Kelly and I got a couple funny looks as we cheered our friend's name. Eric was shoved out of bounds at the 6 yard line as he raced for the end zone. Elijah Carter found an open receiver in the back of the end zone on the next play to score the touchdown. Four minutes were left in the game. Coach Meyer decided to go for it with a two point play. He outfoxed Coach Miles, sending Elijah into the end zone on a quarterback draw when the Tiger's defense was expecting a pass. The score was tied at 35 each.

The Gators' hopes and our hopes now rested on the Gators defense – the defense that had only one stop all night. The room full of Lions fans cheered for the Gators while LSU worked the ball down the field. On the fifth play Andre Dugas hit Josh Allain, the wide receiver I met on my visit to Baton Rouge two years ago, on a short pass over the middle. Josh turned up field and sprinted as hard as he could go. He made a nice move when the free safety came up for the tackle, breaking loose. He sprinted into the end zone.

"Nice move, Josh," I whispered. Kelly was sitting on my lap, my arms wrapped around her tummy.

"You know him, don't you?" Kelly whispered back in my ear.

"He helped Ed and me work out during our visit to Baton Rouge," I responded.

"It's all over now, isn't it?" Kelly asked.

"Not necessarily," I answered. "LSU scored too quickly. Florida will have two and half minutes to score. They can do that." LSU kicked the PAT through uprights as I said it.

All of us cheered on the Gators, hoping they could pull even. They started well, catching the Tigers blitzing when they ran a tailback screen. Carter hit two more passes to bring his team to midfield.

LSU sent the blitz on the next play. Carter eluded the first rusher and hurried his pass before the second guy decked him. The wobbly pass sailed downfield over the head of the intended receiver. LSU's free safety fielded the ball cleanly. He picked up a dozen yards before a pair of Gators tackled him.

"I guess you just picked up those votes for the Heisman again," Evan reflected.

"I'd rather let Carter have the trophy and play for the championship in Miami," Zack replied.

My friends and I watched silently as the Tigers ran the last seconds off the clock to seal their 42-35 victory to earn the SEC championship and a berth to the BCS National Championship Game.

Zack let out a sigh when the game ended. "Sunny California, here we come."

All of us had some more beer to drown our sorrows. We talked about what could have been if we could have kept Ohio State out of the end zone back in October. We came soOOOooo close but didn't make it to the big game.

Kelly and I cuddled and kissed each other. I soon had a hard-on trapped under Kelly as we kissed. Kelly and I got more excited as we made out. We weren't quick enough to score an empty bedroom.

The party broke up early, about a quarter to twelve that evening. Couples headed off to find a private place to comfort each other. Kelly and I decided to head back to her room since I knew Damian was in my room. Hopefully Jen didn't get back from her date too early.

Kelly called ahead, unfortunately getting Jen on the phone. The two of us stopped abruptly on the sidewalk along Pollock Road, half way to our dorms.

"Jen's date didn't go very long," Kelly asked. "She said the guy was a loser. What do you want to do, Kyle?" We hugged and stared into each other's eyes.

"I want to fuck you silly," I replied as she ground her body against my hard-on.

"I know," Kelly answered. "We could go back to our own rooms and sleep alone or..." She paused, took a deep breath and added, "We could invite Jen to join us and sleep together tonight. What do you think?"

I hesitated. I had a bit of a buzz going on but definitely wasn't as drunk as two weeks ago the first time we included Jen in our sex games. We agreed on ground rules for this but was I really ready to do this?

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes, I think so," Kelly answered nodding. "I'd rather include Jen than sleep by myself tonight."

I kissed Kelly and said, "I will if you're sure." She smiled and returned my kiss.

Kelly called ahead to ask Jen if she was interested in joining us that evening. She was. Kelly and I walked back to her room. I wondered what I was getting myself into.

Jen gave me a hug and kiss when we arrived at the room. We shed our coats and got comfortable. Jen and Kelly hugged and started kissing. I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I needed to get rid of some of the beer I had that night if I was going to be of any use to Kelly ... or Jen I remembered a few seconds later.

The girls were down to panties and bras when I returned, sitting on Jen's bed kissing. They paused when I returned.

"You have too many clothes on, Kyle," Kelly said. "Join us."

"OK" I agreed. I took off my shirt, pants, socks and shoes and set them aside, ending up with only my boxers covering my hard-on. Kelly patted the bed on the opposite side from Jen. I sat down and slipped my arm around Kelly.

Kelly slipped an arm around my back and kissed me. Soon our tongues were tangling together and I felt less uneasy. Jen nibbled on Kelly's nearest ear while the two of us kissed. I reached a hand up to caress Kelly's breast, only to bump into Jen's hand. I started to pull away when Jen grabbed my hand and pressed it against Kelly's left breast.

Seconds later as Kelly and I continued kissing, I felt Jen's hair brush against my hand as she kissed Kelly's right breast. I didn't need to share Kelly's breasts for long. Jen kissed her way down Kelly's tummy until she reached her panties.

"Up, sweetie," Jen asked. Kelly and I paused kissing while she lifted her hips so Jen could pull her panties off. Kelly and I went back to kissing. I caressed her breasts as we continued tangling our tongues.

I glanced down as Kelly moaned into my mouth. Jen was between my lover's legs kissing and licking her labia. I kissed my way down to Kelly's breasts, trying to increase the good feelings for Kelly.

Jen wasn't satisfied making Kelly happy. I felt a hand slither in the slit in the front of my boxers and grasp my hard cock while I was suckling my excited lover's breasts. Jen gently wrapped her hand around my erect member and stroked it a few times. I let Kelly's nipple slip from my mouth as I let out an involuntary groan of pleasure.

I kissed and teased Kelly's nipple with my tongue. Jen continued tonguing Kelly's pussy as she extracted my cock through the slit in my boxers. I continued nuzzling and massaging Kelly's breast.

My eyes bugged out when I felt hot, sweet wetness engulf my exposed cock. I concentrated my attention again while Jen started giving me exquisite head. I kissed my way down Kelly's torso until I reached her pussy. I tongued and licked, trying to bring Kelly to climax before Jen's intense blow job unwired my frazzled brain.

I barely succeeded by finger fucking my lover while I teased and licked around her clitoris. Jen sucked my cock, licked it and teased my balls with her tongue and mouth. Her technique was excellent. Kelly exploded in orgasm seconds before Jen pushed me past the point of no return. I shook as my cum burst out, filling Jen's hungry mouth. Kelly held my head down between her legs as she squirmed and moaned through her own climax.

Jen let my shriveling cock go after she had drained all my fluids. I lay back and tried to recover my senses. Kelly collapsed against my side. I gave Kelly quick kisses when I began to sense reality again. Kelly returned them after a few seconds. We paused after about ten seconds to see where Jen got to. Jen had pulled her mattress off the bed onto the floor while we were insensible.

"Do you want to put your mattress down too like last time?" Jen asked. "We had more room and it was fun that way."

"That sounds good," Kelly agreed. The two of us got off the bed and pulled the mattress onto the floor beside Jen's.

"Thanks for what you did, Jen," I said. "You are very talented at blow jobs."

"I kept a lot of high school boys at bay with that skill," Jen answered with a smile.

"You're something special," Kelly said to Jen before she sat down beside her roommate and kissed her. I watched for minute as the two girls escalated from friendly kisses to deeper kisses and then flat out passionate, tongue sucking, blow-your-lover's mind kisses.

I decided I owed Jen for the blow job. The girls were lying down on the mattresses embracing and kissing. I nudged Jen's legs apart and ran a finger up and down her wet slot.

"Is this OK?" I asked. I wasn't totally sure where my boundaries were yet.

"Knock yourself out, Kyle," Jen replied between kisses.

Jen spread her legs wider for me as I kneeled down and put my head between them. I licked along her slot, top to bottom, tasting her juices. Jen's flavor was slightly tarter than Kelly's but was still delectable for a dedicated pussy licker such as myself. I used all my skill to give Jen an enjoyable experience.

I lost track of what the girls were doing as I licked and fingered Jen. When I paused for breath I found Kelly was licking and suckling at Jen's small firm mounds. Jen's nipples stood out prominently, especially for someone with Jen's slim gymnast's build.

"Is it all right if I finger your pussy?" I asked politely.

"You don't have to be so God damned PC, Kyle," Jen answered. "I'll let you know if you go too far."

I wormed a finger into Jen's vagina while I gave her labia a bath with my tongue. Jen moaned, perhaps from my ministration, perhaps from Kelly's stimulation of her titties. It didn't matter. I finger fucked her with one and then two fingers while I licked and teased around her clitoris. I knew Jen was close when she started to tremble. I concentrated on her clitoris until she convulsed, froze and then shivered while she experienced rapture.

Kelly and I backed off to let Jen enjoy the feeling of euphoria for a few moments. We kissed and hugged while she recovered. My cock was hard and ready for some real action. Kelly was ready too.

"Do me doggie style, Kyle," Kelly directed. "I can get Jen off again while you do me."

Kelly scooted between Jen's legs and kneeled down with her ass towards me. I took position and nosed the head of my cock against Kelly's hole. I put my hands on her hips and plunged my cock smoothly into my lover's tunnel.

"Mmmm ... yeah," Kelly moaned. She pushed her ass back at me as she leaned down and put her head between Jen's legs. I began to pump in and out while Kelly tongued Jen's pussy. I screwed Kelly as she ate out Jen.

Kelly brought Jen to an orgasm before I induced one in Kelly. I continued screwing until I came too. I slumped on top of Kelly's back. She rolled me onto the center of the mattresses as I tried to recover my senses.

Jen and Kelly lay down on either side of me and nibbled my ear lobes, kissed my cheeks and teased my nipples. The three of us had been at it for about forty-five minutes and I was tired. The girls weren't yet.

"It's Jen's turn, Kyle," Kelly said.

"Are you sure, honey?" I asked.

Kelly nipped at my nipple and rubbed my stomach. "Oh yeah, I'm quite sure, Kyle." Kelly kissed her way across my tummy and down to my cock. "We've got to get you hard again." Kelly slurped my shrunken cock into her mouth.

Jen rolled on top of me, pressing her chest against my upper chest. She kissed my cheeks and chin, slowly closing in on my mouth. Jen's kisses landed on my lips. For some crazy reason, I felt self conscious about doing something so intimate as kissing Jen. I'd fucked her two weeks ago. Jen swept my hesitancy away when she planted her lips on mine and thrust her tongue into my mouth.

My tongue met hers. My tongue rubbed against Jen's tongue as she explored the contours of my mouth. The last shreds of self-consciousness about being intimate with Jen dissipated as I remembered that I'd already licked her pussy to orgasm. What got more personal than that?

Jen and I swapped tongues back and forth as we got ourselves ready to screw. We kissed for thirty or forty seconds before Kelly tapped me on the ass.

"You're ready to go, honey," Kelly said.

"Top or bottom?" I asked Jen.

"You can be on top," Jan answered. "I like a nice big guy on top of me."

Jen climbed off me and lay on her back. She pulled her legs up over her head, folding herself nearly in half while Kelly positioned a pair of pillows under her bottom. Jen, who was a high school gymnast, hadn't lost any of her flexibility. Her pussy was presented to me, inviting me to take her. I positioned myself behind Jen and rubbed my hard cock up and down her slot, getting it nice and wet. I nudged her clitoris with the head of my cock.

Jen groaned as I asked, "Do I need a condom?"

"We all got clean bills of health," Jen replied. "I haven't missed a pill in over a year. Go ahead and fuck me bare, Kyle. I want it."