In my college there were a lot off 'jocks' as Americans say. Just hunky guys who love sports and pretty much live to make other peoples lives as difficult as possible. I was one of the other people.

I was blond, blue eyed and slim. I was not into any sports or 'jock' things so I pretty much was one of their biggest targets even though I was not a 'nerd'.

Anyway my dad insisted that I take a sport extra activity so I would not get fat. Despite my feelings I signed up for the rugby team and ended up in an interview with the trainer in charge of the rugby team and his SUPER hot son the team captain

As I was standing there in front of Mr. Gilligan and Danny, his son, I knew I had made a mistake in signing up for the rugby team. Mr. Gilligan’s eyes wandered over my lithe but toned body shaking his head. 'I don't know if you are really built for rugby, Anthony' he said.

'But sir' I said 'I have to get on the team, I'll do anything.'

'Well I do not know...Danny wacha reckon?'

'Dad' the studly son of the coach replied 'Stop teasing him. Sure he is a bit thin but he is a good replacement for Tony who just broke his leg and we really need a fly half.'

'Ye son guess your right. Okay McGowan you’re on the team. Get to kicking practice tomorrow at 4.'

Honestly I was not listening to the coach. I was soaking in Danny's form like a sponge. He was huge. The thickest arms and broadest shoulders I had ever seen. His chest was bulging with pecs and abs as hard as steel. His hips were not thin but big and beefy, just what a rugger player needs as were his muscle bound thighs. One thing captured me though, behind his seemingly nice and thoughtful persona, I could see something that was dominating and merciless behind those Grey eyes. It worried me. But enthralled me as well.

Over the next few weeks college was fairly uneventful and boring but I got better and better at kicking and taking hits on the rugby field. Then it was time. We were pulled to play St. Agness School, our rival team, in a friendly match.

Throughout the game I played strongly but I just could not keep my eyes off Danny. I would just glance at him every moment I could and he caught me on 3 occasions making me snap my head away to conceal my embarrassment.

After the 80 minutes of play were up and we had won, thanks to 2 tries by Danny and 2 conversions and a drop goal by me, we headed for the showers and to get changed.

I was throwing glances at Danny the whole time, I could not see his cock because his legs were in the way, he didn't see me but I think he knew I was looking.

After 3 minutes I was alone in the showers because everyone else had left to go to an after-game party that I was not invited to. During the match I had taken a hard knock to the back so I just stayed in the showers to soak.

I was just relaxing when I felt another person’s presence in the showers with me. A hand reached and grabbed my shoulder and spun me around, I found my self staring into a pair