How We Lost At Nationals

Why we were dead last at Nationals.

This story is fictitious and late for the sports challenge. Anyway enjoy it as it is.

It was my Sophomore year of College. We were a NCAA division 2 team from Texas. We had a great cross country team. We had won the southern regional meet the week before and we were competing in the National Cross country meet in Louisville Kentucky. The race was an out and out disaster. Our coach spoke with the media that came from our campus and made the following comment and left.

Congratulations to Adams State on another national championship. I would love to make excuses for our poor performance but I will just have to say it was not our day. We have the building blocks for another great year next season and we hope to add new talent as our recruiting for next season has been going well. Thank you very much.

The fact is that our best runner was 30

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and the rest of us just finished somewhere in the last third of the field. Nationals is a crazy race. You can run the best time of your life and still not crack the top 50. I was about 95

th

in the race. Of the sixteen full teams represented, we were sixteenth.

So what happened? First it snowed. We are not that good in cold weather. We won the southern region. Adams State is in the mountains and they love snow. Second there were hills. Big hills. We are not that good on big hills. Our course in Texas is pretty flat. We actually did Ok on courses that had hills on them. Not as bad as we did today. We peaked early. Yes, peaking early is always a problem. You can look good in a meet run up to the meet you want to do your best.

But we were all flat today. There was nothing in anyone's legs. I can give you all the excuses in the world but the truth is.... It was last night.

Our coach ran into an old flame of his who is now coaching a woman's team from Indiana. They got talking about old times and since his wife wasn't there, the two of them disappeared. After dinner, we never saw him again until he checked our rooms at 2am. Yep, by 2am we should have all been asleep but we weren't. Bed check was scheduled for midnight. So we were terribly sleep deprived. On top of that, the girls team that we are talking about was also dead last in the Woman's meet. They hadn't won anything but they were third in their region. Should have been top ten at least. Midwest is a tough region.

So what happened after the coaches got distracted?

We ended up sitting in the bar of the hotel lobby both teams were staying in and we got a little tipsy. I started talking to a girl named Joy. She and I had similar backgrounds. She was a Sophomore and was a #5 runner for their team. 5'5" and thin as a rail. She couldn't have weighed more than 110lbs. B size breast. She was built to run. Almost every one of the girls on that team was built to run. Not more than 5% fat on a one of them. We weren't much better. If you are looking for muscle this is the wrong story to read. If you are looking for lean and mean, this is your story. Don't get me wrong, we are strong, but it wasn't in broad shoulders, six pack abs and bulging biceps.

I am 6'0" and 140 lbs of lean muscle. In the heat, I do well but in the cold. Forget it. Joy was just that. She was a joy to talk to. She claimed to love the snow and was really looking forward to the race in the morning. It was the first time for either of us to be at nationals. I was the #9 runner last season but was #6 this year. We had four seniors that were very good and a freshman that looked like he could take the individual title before graduation.

We talked about everything that night. I got her number and several of her socials and I was beginning to think that this was someone I could fall in love with.

As the night wore on, I noticed that we were the only ones still in the lobby. So we headed up to our rooms. Neither one of us had the key. I just hoped that when we got to our rooms, someone would let us in.

We went to her room and we heard panting on the other side of the wall. We knocked but no one answered it. "Go away" I heard a male voice. Sounded like one of our seniors. "Yeah, go away." A female voice cried after that.

So we went to my room. We were on the same floor and I knocked on that door. This time someone answered it. I saw a female face as the door opened. Come on in guys. We are having a night cap.

She was drunk as a skunk and so were the two guys in my room already. There were three of us in my room. Two beds and a sofa. The two guys and one girl were having a good time it seemed Someone had turned the heater up and it was getting warm. We took off our coats and kicked off our shoes.

The girl went back to sitting on the sofa between the other two guys and was kissing on both of them.

"Is she always like this?" I asked.

"I can't confirm or deny that." Said Joy. "She is a Junior and I haven't spent much time with her."

She was about 5'1" and wearing a sports bra over A size cups and panties at this point. I suggested we leave but where were we to go? We were already tipsy from the bar. I could hear noise on the other side of the wall.

"So who is your friend?" The girl asked Joy.

"This is Ryan." Joy said.

"So are you going to join us?"

She smiled and so did my roommates.

"In what?" I asked.

"Oh..." She teased. Then she turned and planted a big kiss on both guys lips.

"We are about to have some fun." She replied.

She then pulls off her bra and panties and lays on the bed. My roommates take turns kissing her. Kissing her lips, her tits, and the shaven pussy.

Joy gave a look of excitement and she looked down at my paints. Yes. My member was hard as a rock. I'm not sure if it was the alcohol talking or just the estrogen and testosterone floating around the room but the next thing I know, Joy had my pants off and was sucking on that cock. I wasn't huge but when it got excited it could grow to over 6 inches.

Her teammate had pulled off the pants of my room mates and was sucking them both. I wasn't going to pay attention to what was happening on their bed. The other girl was obviously getting split roasted over there. Joy begins by giving me a big kiss on the lips. Oh that felt good. They say you can tell if someone really loves you by their kiss. I don't know about such things but this one felt real. Joy removed her sweater and pants then took off the bra and panties and was on top of me She slowly lowered herself on to my very hard dick and started soothing.

"We might as well." She said. "This may be our only chance." With our coaches gone, we were on our own. She rode me hard and I lost it pretty quickly. I let loose inside her.

"We don't have any protection do we?" I asked.

"No bother, We have morning after pills in our rooms." Joy Responded.

Seriously, She was going to abort any babies we produce tonight.

Her teammate reached for me as I headed to the bathroom.

"That was quick. Sport." She said. "Let me clean it."

She licked my dick as she still had one dick in her pussy and another in her hand.

Mine was hard quick.

"Joy, He's ready again." She she said sadistically.

This time I lasted long enough to get her to orgasm. She not only orgasmed once but she orgasmed three more times. When I came again it was long and hard.

Both my teammates got off inside of Joy's teammate. I never did get her name.

But when we finished, we were finished.

The two girls snuck back to their rooms and the boys over there came back. We were all on our beds before that 2am bed check. We were actually all in bed by midnight.

6am was wake-up and my watch said my body battery was 35%. Not good. Usually after a good nights sleep I can get it above 70. Anyway, the race felt dead. I wasn't good. Joy did ok but she admitted to me later that she didn't run her best race. No one did. I'm surprised our coach said nothing. Joy's coach did have a glow to her though even in defeat. I will have to admit. I do want to see Joy again. Hopefully before nationals. I have her number and her Strava link. We are going to be following each other for a long time.

When we got on the bus to go back to the school, the coach made an effort to minimize what happened. He told us that we were going to each have an individual debriefing and a review of each runner's scholarships. He expected better from us come indoor and outdoor track and definitely better for next cross country season. The seniors he told them how disappointed he was in their performance. Too bad we don't have next year to improve. Just better things in Track. The freshman was our runner in the top 30. He did very well. He was not a participant in the extra curricular activities of the night before. May next year he will be corrupted. Maybe not. I think he will transfer to a division 1 school.

It turns out that by the time I was debriefed nothing was said of the night before. I just told him I had trouble going to sleep and he left it at that. I think he knew all that were involved and he wasn't saying a word because we were going to rat him out to his wife if he ever did anything to any of us for what happened.