Alexis somehow maintained her composure and only drawled, "You wish, Roger. But if you really want to win this game you'd better give the ball to somebody else, cause I've seen you run."
The girls all hooted and screeched as he got red in the face and turned around, muttering "Bitch" under his breath. But he determined, right then and there, that he would carry that ball over the goal line for the winning play, no matter what the coach ordered. He would fuck that bitch, and he'd make her squeal! It didn't seem ironic to him at all that he stuck his hand repeatedly in the crotch of her brother all night. In fact, he wasn't even smart enough to notice that there was something ironic going on at all.
Their opponent was East Central, and they were good. They didn't have the line that the Mustangs did, but their quarterback could throw. Roger appeared to have the claim on Alexis's pussy when he kept the ball on an end run during the point after and put the Mustangs up by two. But when, late in the final quarter, Freddie, a Mustang linebacker committed a personal foul and the ball was moved halfway to the goal line, East Central was were good enough to score a field goal that put them a point ahead. They were good enough to hold the Mustangs to short advances until there were only 23 seconds left to play.
The ball was at the fifty, and if the Mustangs could get another 20 yards or so and kick a field goal of their own, the game was theirs.
But to do it they had to throw the ball. They were out of time outs.
Alexis's heart was pounding. If the field goal got kicked, she owed her virginity to the kicker, Andy, who was a vain and mean senior who had gotten ugly with her when she turned him down for a date. She couldn't stand the thought of him rutting between her legs.
Sam snapped the ball and Roger lofted it to Freddie, but he got nailed as he let it go and it was a little high and off course. Like a bad movie, a player from East Central was there and intercepted the ball. All he had to do was fall on it and run out the time. Alexis's heart leapt as high as the guy who caught that ball.
The player, though, wanted to make a name for himself. He wanted to score. He had visions of glory in his eyes. Maybe there was a pussy bet with his team's cheerleaders. For whatever reason ... he ran.
Sam and the right guard, Jimmy, had often worked together to run down the man with the ball. They reacted and headed for the ball. Jim got there first and hit the guy hard on the front of the thighs. The ball carrier, thinking he could hurdle Jim, didn't hurdle high enough and Jim caught him in one of those plays you see on "Ouch, that had to hurt" videos. The ball popped free as the carrier from East Central did a somersault and landed flat on his back.
As the whole stadium could plainly see, the ball had come out of his hands before he hit the ground.
It was a free ball.
Sam had watched Jim hit the guy. He thought it was over, but to his never ending surprise, the ball suddenly appeared in the air right in front of him.
Instinct made him grab it.
Training made him run.
Knowing that if he made this score his team would win and his sister's virginity would be safe made him vicious.
He broke three tackles and got one good block.
24 seconds after he snapped the ball, he carried it over the goal line.
It seemed like the whole world exploded. The celebration started immediately and Sam was carried all over the field by his teammates. It took an hour before enough order could be established to get the kids back on the bus and headed home with their trophy.
Sam was holding court in the front of the bus. Alexis was in the back with some of the girls. Roger stood up and said, "I'm going to go back there and get my winnings". Somebody said, "What winnings?" and Roger answered, "I got the last points of the game that weren't done by her brother, so I get that pussy!"
It got very quiet in the front of the bus. Word reached the back what was happening and Alexis froze.
Sam said loudly, "If I recall, the rights to that pussy, Roger, go to the man who scored the winning points. That would be me Roger, so it seems to me that I get to decide who gets that pussy."
It was deathly quiet now. Sam went on and the whole bus heard him.
"And Roger, buddy, I am sorry to say this, but you are most definitely not going to be the guy I award my rights to!"
Laughter exploded and Roger seethed.
"Fuck you Sam" he shouted. "And I'll fuck your sister too!" He headed toward the back of the bus. It got quiet again and everybody watched as Roger approached Alexis. "You're mine, bitch!" he shouted.