Podcasts about Lambeau

Ryan welcomes former NFL TE Ben Troupe to help breakdown the Panthers loss to the Bills and they look ahead to the showdown on Sunday in Lambeau vs Green Bay! Part of the Keep Pounding Podcast Network, powered by Fans First Sports Network! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Olá seus Lambeau Leapers!!! Estamos de volta para falar do gigantesco Green Bay Packers. E nesse episódio nosso foco foi na vitória fora de casa e de virada diante dos Cardinals por 27x23 no Lambeau Field. Além disso, trouxemos as últimas notícias do time. Quer saber como ficou a resenha? Confira agora mesmo, é apertar o play aí! Isso e muito mais você confere só aqui no Lambeau Leapers Brasil. Participantes: Igor Castro, Eduardo Faim e Matheus Ribeiro Edição: Igor Castro Onde encontrar o Lambeau Leapers Brasil Inscreva-se no nosso canal lá no YouTube para não perder as nossas lives. Nessa offseason, nossas lives podem ocorrer qualquer dia da semana. Confira nas nossas redes sociais qualquer mudança sobre a grade de programação das lives. Nos siga no X (antigo Twitter), Blue Sky, Threads, e Instagram do Lambeau Leapers e acompanhe as melhores informações sobre o Green Bay Packers: procure por Lambeau Leapers Brasil. Assine o Feed do Lambeau Leapers e receba os novos episódios automaticamente! https://fumblenanet.com.br/feed/lambeauleapersSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In Part 2 of our Lambeau love-hate saga, we break down the Green Bay Packers decade by decade. From Lombardi's golden age to the Brett Favre rollercoaster and the Aaron Rodgers ayahuasca years, this team has seen it all — dynasties, disasters, and… Jordan Love?We cover every Super Bowl appearance, every weird playoff loss, and every time the Packers made Lions fans cry (again). It's football history. It's painful. It's oddly impressive. And yes — it's all happening in a town with fewer people than your average Costco on a Sunday.

Olá seus Lambeau Leapers!!! Estamos de volta para falar do gigantesco Green Bay Packers. E nesse episódio nosso foco foi a vitória pós bye diante dos Bengals por 27x18 no Lambeau Field. Além disso, trouxemos as últimas notícias do time. Quer saber como ficou a resenha? Confira agora mesmo, é apertar o play aí! Isso e muito mais você confere só aqui no Lambeau Leapers Brasil. Participantes: Igor Castro e Eduardo Faim Edição: Igor Castro Onde encontrar o Lambeau Leapers Brasil Inscreva-se no nosso canal lá no YouTube para não perder as nossas lives. Nessa offseason, nossas lives podem ocorrer qualquer dia da semana. Confira nas nossas redes sociais qualquer mudança sobre a grade de programação das lives. Nos siga no X (antigo Twitter), Blue Sky, Threads, e Instagram do Lambeau Leapers e acompanhe as melhores informações sobre o Green Bay Packers: procure por Lambeau Leapers Brasil. Assine o Feed do Lambeau Leapers e receba os novos episódios automaticamente! https://fumblenanet.com.br/feed/lambeauleapersSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Cabin Cousins: Part 2 A Quest for family acceptance. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connections. Chapter Six. Walking up into the cabin yard, we could see that we had missed dinner. My mom and older sisters were busy bringing the leftovers and supplies back into the cabin. "You two were gone all day, where did you go?" My mom asked. "We went all the way out to the pine grove." I said sheepishly, forgetting for a moment that I was an adult now, and not a little kid that adults needed to look after. "That's a long ways! We were getting worried." "We had a picnic in the clearing, and we lost track of time. Sorry." Said Melissa. Which I guess was an accurate, if vague and incomplete, account of what happened. "Well, if you're hungry; there's hot dogs and brats, potato salad, and baked beans in the crock pot." Giving Melissa a quick glance, I said. "I'm starving." Managing to do so with a straight face. We roasted hot dogs over the fire, and both of us had several servings of beans. The 'baked beans' were really a meal in themselves. My mom would make this stuff for just about every family gathering, and it never got old. There was no less than four different types of beans, chunks of bacon, and ground beef. Between Chili and stew, there was this, and it was one of my favorite foods. Melissa was enjoying it as much as I was; apparently, because neither of us said a word until we had thrown our empty paper plates into the fire, and were carrying the uneaten food back into the cabin. "That was so good. My mom never cooked anything like that. The limit of her skills was frozen pizza and hamburger helper." "I'm sure mom would be happy to give you the recipe." I said. "There's no way I could make anything taste this good." Melissa said with a snort of self-derisive laughter. "You can do anything you put your mind to. I have faith in you." She was quiet for a few seconds, and when she looked at me to respond, her eyes were positively glowing with love. "Thank you. That really means a lot." "Anytime." I said softly, before lurching forward to open the screen door for her. Dinner put away, we went back to the benches around the fire pit, where most everyone was gathered. In an unspoken agreement, Melissa and I did not sit next to each other, both of us having independently come to the conclusion that it would be far too easy to betray our ruse of mere friendship, by being just a bit too touchy-feely. As a compromise, we sat on opposite sides of the fire, so we could look at each other with impunity under the guise of watching the flames. We occasionally joined in on discussing whatever gossip or topic was going around, but neither of us were as involved as we otherwise might have been. Will the Vikings beat the Packers? Even if the Monday night game was in Lambeau field? Will Denis Green make good on his threat that the Vikings will leave the state if the govt. doesn't build another stadium? Uncle Bert warned us that if the Vikings leave, all our kids will grow up as Packer fans, since they were the closest franchise to Minnesota. The relatives all groaned at that notion, and they concurred that a stadium must get built. Melissa and I just smiled and winked to each other as everyone else was in rapt attention to Bert's ominous prophesy. I was entranced by the firelight reflected in her eyes, eyes that very rarely looked away from me. The light danced and sparkled in her eyes, and made her honey-blond hair glow red and orange. Her cheeks were flushed by the heat, that same adorable rosy color I had seen on her face for a very different reason, earlier today. My body reacted to these thoughts, and I had to shift my seating position slightly to conceal my 'excitement'. Across the fire, Melissa gave me that smile, the one she kept just for me, and in her eyes, I saw the need, burning hot. Again, at the end of the night, we were the last two people at the fire. She stood and walked around to join me on my metal glider bench. I scooted over a little bit, so when she sat, it wouldn't be on a cold piece of bench. I wondered if she realized what I did, and why. Not that it mattered to me if I got recognition for that tiny act of kindness. I would do a thousand such acts, never once needing anything more than the satisfaction that I made her just the tiniest bit more comfortable. She leaned against me and sighed. I could tell that she was genuinely tired. I was too. "I think I will remember this day for the rest of my life." She said quietly, while staring into the fire. "Agreed." I said, in like fashion; then looked at her. "But the day's not over yet." She looked at me with a huge smile. "I'd tell you to behave, but I don't want you to." After that, we sat for a long time in comfortable silence, watching the fire slowly die down. The last few lights inside of the cabin and each RV had gone out, and the world was silent, save for an occasional pop or crackle from the dying fire. Far enough away that it was barely audible, a wolf howled from deep within the forest to the west. Another wolf answered from across the lake water, to the east, it's mournful howl echoing up and down the lake, and sending shivers up my spine. I loved hearing the wolves howl; and looking at Melissa, so did she. In the busier times of the year, the wolves stayed farther away from the more populated areas, preferring to keep their distance from the noisy tourists and weekend warriors that invaded their territory. But here in the fall, as less and less people came up to their cabins, they would return, and let their presence be known to anyone lucky enough to hear. I stood, and after taking a good look around, made sure no one was watching us. I led Melissa by the hand to my tent. Chapter Seven. She entered first, and when I turned after zipping the tent closed after myself, Melissa had already pulled off the hoodie and tee shirt she had been wearing, and was working on taking her pants off. “ I remember that I wore jeans to bed last night. In Girl Scouts they told us to always take off sweaty clothes before trying to sleep. The moisture cools and can cause your body to lose a lot of heat.” I quickly pulled my hoody off over my head, then paused a moment to stare. Melissa, clad only in a white bra and pale blue panties, was scrambling to get inside my big flannel-lined sleeping bag. My God, was she gorgeous. Feeling my cock instantly become hard as iron, I started fumbling with the laces to my boots. She had pulled the sleeping bag up over her head, and as I got my first boot off, I saw her reach a hand out and toss her bra onto her pile of clothes. I attacked the other boot with renewed urgency. I got it undone, and was undoing my belt when she poked her head out and smiled as she watched me. My attention wavered again, when she grinned at me and tossed her panties on top of her bra. I hooked my thumbs inside my pants, and pulled them off, taking my underwear with them. In situations like these, when time is critical, efficiency is key. Melissa eyed me up and down, her need for me clear on her face. She opened the sleeping bag slightly, and I quickly crawled inside. She was laying on her side, and I slid into her awaiting arms. As our mouths met, our limbs intertwined. She wrapped a leg around me, and used it to pull me close. I moved a knee up, and could feel the wetness of her pussy as I pressed my thigh against her. She moaned as we kissed, tongues exploring each other's mouths. I put a hand on her firm ass, and pulled her hips even closer to mine. My cock was now pressed tightly against her belly. She ran a hand down my back to my ass, giving it a squeeze. We kissed for a long time, exploring each other's naked flesh with our hands. She adjusted slightly, and kissed my neck, then whispered into my ear. "I need you inside of me." “My fingers are pleased to accept your invitation, my dear Melissa.” “You know what I mean, mister. I need cock! Hard cock. Thick cock, your cock!” she sternly whispered in my ear. It was already getting pretty hot and stuffy inside the sleeping bag, so I pulled the edge down, exposing our heads. Outside, the moon had risen above the trees, and was shining bright in the clear autumn sky. Enough light made it through the tent that I could see her somewhat clearly. She had an anxious expression on her angelic face. "Charles; This is my first time." She whispered. "Oh yeah? Mine too." I replied. "Well, okay; I'm not physically a virgin anymore." She said tentatively. "I've got this toy at home" She said, obviously expecting me to be upset or disappointed. I cut her off with a kiss, then said. "That doesn't matter. Does a tampon make you not a virgin? Does a pelvic exam cost you your virginity?" It didn't. In fact, it was a huge relief. I had always been so worried that if and when I took a girl's virginity, that it would hurt her. Well, problem solved. "You're not disappointed?" She asked. I kissed her again, and smiled. "I never want to hurt you, even the slightest bit. Now I don't have to worry about first-time painful issues." Her own relief was evident in the passion with which she kissed me. We untangled our legs, and she gently pushed me flat on my back. She climbed on top of me; her knees straddling my chest. She reached a hand between her legs, and found my cock, positioning it beneath her. Our eyes locked as she slowly lowered herself onto me. In unison, we let out gasps of pleasure as I slid deep within her silky wetness. Her pussy felt tight around my, happy turgid cock. The sensation of being inside of her was unlike anything I had imagined, and being an eighteen-year-old guy, I had imagined a lot. I grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her farther down, while pushing my hips up, desperate to get just a little bit deeper. Melissa leaned in and I began sucking one tit while fondling the other. Then she rested her chest on mine, putting her weight on me. She buried her face against my neck, and made a low moan of satisfaction. “I just want to hold you forever, like this!” she added. We stayed still, both of us content to savor this first act of ultimate intimacy. I was glad for it, because I was already perilously close to cumming, and I didn't want it to be over this quickly. I wanted to last as long as it took, to completely satisfy her. She raised her chest up just enough so that we could look in each other's eyes. I saw her need for me, burning hotter than any camp fire, matching my own need for her. Maintaining eye contact, she raised her hips slowly, drawing me almost fully out of herself. When just the head of my cock remained inside her, she reversed direction, and eased me back inside. Again, with hands on her ass, I pushed upwards to get that extra bit more. Her hips also flexed in a slow twerk motion, to swallow all of my happy cock. We repeated this several more times, and I could feel that I was sliding in and out more freely. I surmised that it was because her body had relaxed and become accustomed to me, and that I had become well lubricated by her juices. I started to pull down on her ass with more force, and pulling back with my hips when she rose hers up, increasing the speed that I was being thrust inside of her. Faster and faster we went, the need for each other finally, and completely set loose. I could feel her body begin to tense, and her knees squeezed hard against the sides of my chest. She started to let out a moan with every breath. Watching the heat escalate in her eyes, and feeling her body build to orgasm, from inside of her, was ecstasy, and I was quickly past the point of no return. I grunted as I pushed myself deep inside her one last time, holding her down on me tightly. My cock pulsed over and over, seemingly emptying my balls inside of her. As she explained to me later, feeling my cum spurt inside of her is what tipped her over the edge, and as my cock was still spasming, I felt her pussy clamp tightly around me as she came. She tensed and shivered, and her eyes rolled back slightly. She let out her held breath with a long shaky sigh, and her mouth fell to mine. We kissed slowly and deeply, reveling in the glow of our mutual orgasm. I had dreamed of my first time, and fantasized about it more times than I could remember, but nothing in my teenage hormone-fueled imagination compared to this. All of my fantasies had completely missed the point. As I kissed Melissa, with my cock still deep inside her, I marveled at the discovery that the greatest thing about sex wasn't the physical pleasure of the act. Don't get me wrong, it felt amazing, but the connection to another person was exceedingly more profound. I struggled to find appropriate words to describe the sensation of merging your entire essence with another person; To need, and be needed. To accept, and be accepted. To love, and be loved. The mind, body, and soul of two people, fusing together to become something far greater than the sum of their individuality. We were both sweaty, and still panting. Melissa rested her weight fully on my chest, and nuzzled my neck. I began massaging her back, and she groaned, her body relaxing further. After a little while, I felt my cock going soft. Melissa made the cutest sound of disappointment when it inevitably slipped out of her. I felt the same way. I wanted to be inside her forever, to feel that connection, forever. Melissa rolled off of me, and we lay face to face. As we looked in each other's eyes once more, I was reassured. The connection we made couldn't end just because my cock wasn't inside of her anymore. It was eternal. We both felt it, both knew it as a fundamental truth of our existence. "I love you." I whispered. "I love you." She whispered back. We both smiled, and kissed softly, caressing each other's cheeks. "I saw it in your eyes." I said. "When did you first see it?" "I figured it out when we got to the clearing. But I'm pretty sure I saw it before that." She looked at me with mock pity, and patted my cheek with her hand. "Silly boy. Didn't you know?" "Know what?" I asked. She shook her head. "I've loved you my entire life. You never knew?" I didn't know what to say. She giggled. "I used to tell my friends that I had a boyfriend. I'd lie and say that he was the neighbor boy who lived in the cabin next door to the one my family took me to." I snorted a laugh. "It was a big deal for a teenage girl, to have this mysterious boyfriend that no one had ever met. I'd tell them stories about our adventures exploring the woods, all true. Mostly." "Mostly?" "Well yeah, I had to embellish a few details about our relationship." I laughed, and kissed her. "I'm sorry I never realized, but you were, like, my best friend. It never even occurred to me to think about you like that." "It's okay, really. I wouldn't change our times together." She got a far-away look in her eyes, as she thought of the past. "It was never sexual, you know, just naive little girl dreams of the storybook happily ever after, without any concept of what that actually entails." She giggled again. "Most of the time I thought the idea of kissing a boy was gross." I laughed with her, and kissed her. She made a face and said. "Uh, boy germs." In response, I kissed her deeply. When we broke off the kiss she said. "Yum, boy germs." Exhausted, we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. Chapter Eight. I awoke again sometime before dawn. The moon had set, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything at all. Melissa was still cuddled up in my arms, and I could feel her shallow breath on my face. I imagined the look of her face, as I had seen it the previous morning, serene, content, stunningly beautiful. I very gently ran my hand along her perfect skin, over her back, across her deliciously firm ass, and down the thigh that was still wrapped around me, holding us tightly together. My hand roved slowly, studying every inch of her that I could reach. She had two shallow dimples at the base of her back, that in my mind's eye, were absolutely adorable. I ran my fingertips down, along the curve of her ass crack, to the tender skin where her ass met the back of her thigh. Her breath changed, and she seemed to sigh with pleasure. I stopped what I was doing, not wanting to wake her. "Don't stop. I like that." I heard her whisper, barely louder than her light breathing. My hand continued its explorations, running down the inside curve of the back of her thigh to the back of her knee, then back up to where her legs met, and up through her ass crack. From there, I did the same with the other leg, moving my fingertips gently, caressing, down and back up. I explored the complex curves where her legs came together, and she sighed with pleasure once again when I ran my fingertips along that most sensitive area alongside her pussy. I trailed my fingers along one side, back to alongside her asshole, then did the same on the other side. Her breath would hitch slightly when I brushed against her labia. I decided to tease her with the prospect of that particular contact, letting my fingers caress ever closer, without actually touching her lips. Her breathing had increased, and I felt the wetness seeping out of her. I pushed gently on the leg she had around me, prompting her to lay flat on her back with her arms at her sides. She seemed perfectly content to lay still and let me continue. I sat up next to her, and used both hands to explore her body. I began at her face, caressing her cheeks, and moving across her temples, around her ears, and under her jawline. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. Though it was still pitch black darkness, I could feel her smile, and could see it clearly in my mind. My hands moved down her neck, and briefly massaged her shoulders, before easing towards her chest. I found her tits, and brushed my palms across her erect nipples before cupping them with a gentle squeeze. As I noted before, her tits weren't overly large, and certainly not comically large like most of the women in the porno mags and videos I've seen. I thought they were perfect. My caressing fingers roamed up to her shoulders, then slowly down the inside of her arms. I brushed her wrists as delicately as possible, soliciting a sigh. I ran my fingers across her palms, and down each of her fingers, which she seemed to like a lot. I added to her enjoyment of having her fingers caressed, to a growing mental list of ways she particularly liked being touched. Correctly guessing on the location of her belly button in the dark, I leaned over and planted a kiss on her belly, just below her waistline. She made another non-distinct sound of pleasure under her breath. I made a trail of kisses up to her belly button, adding soft licks with the tip of my tongue. I licked in a circle around her belly button, and noted the lack of a positive, or negative, response from Melissa. I trailed my tongue and lips slowly up her chest, to between her tits. I cupped her tits, and licked a nipple, which got a very positive result. I licked little circles around her very erect nipple, then closed my mouth over it, sucking gently. Her chest rose with a deep intake of breath. I moved over to the other nipple, and did the same. Melissa was starting to get really worked up, and I again felt great joy that I was able to give her so much pleasure. I moved up to her face, and kissed her softly on the lips. She wrapped her arms around me, kissing me with passionate enthusiasm. Finally the broke off the kiss, and as she caught her breath, she whispered into my ear. "That was wonderful. I get to explore you now." She gently pushed me onto my back. She leaned over me and kissed me once on the lips, then moved to my neck, kissing softly, and teasing my skin with the tip of her tongue. I closed my eyes and sighed, relaxing fully. She massaged my shoulders and upper arms, then trailed her fingertips down to my hands like I had done to her. Instead of caressing my hand with her fingers, she picked it up, and brought it to her mouth. I felt her tongue slowly lick the length of each finger. She repeated this a couple times, then took a finger into her mouth, sucking gently. I found this to be particularly pleasurable, and let her know with a quiet moan. She did this to each of my fingers in turn, and it was really getting me turned on. Not only did it feel great, but it was very suggestive of something else I found I desperately wanted her to do with her mouth. She took her time, performing the same thing with the other hand, and I loved every second of it. She ran her hands up my arms, and onto my chest, massaging my pecs, and finding my nipples, which she pinched lightly. I had never thought that guys would like their nipples played with too, and maybe I'm just strange, but I really liked it. She bent down, and licked a nipple, before closing her mouth on it and sucking. I moaned with pleasure, and she sucked a little harder, flicking it with the tip of her tongue. I gasped as she stopped and moved to the other one, immediately sucking hard on it. She gave each nipple one last lick before moving on. He hands slid down my chest, and she followed them with a trail of kisses. My cock was extremely erect, and pointing up over my lower belly. Her hands brushed it on either side, as they slid down to my thighs. If she didn't already know how badly I wanted her to touch it, the sharp intake of breath I made at the slightest contact was a huge give away. She spread my legs apart, and knelt between my knees. Her hands roved down my legs, all the way to my toes, and back up. She lifted my knees up, and spread my legs farther, running her fingers from my calves, up the backs of my thighs. Her fingers traced a line up the edge of my ass cheeks, and onto my taint, then around my balls. I was breathing very heavily now. Feeling her hands on me like this was heavenly, but I needed more. I silently willed her to- She cupped my balls in her hands, gently rolling my testicles around, feeling the shape of them, and no doubt paying close attention to my reaction. My moan turned into a needy whimper as her hands moved from my balls, to my shaft. She caressed it slowly, taking the time to study every bit of me. She ran a finger around the edge of my head, and through the slit of my urethra, finding a drop of pre-cum there. That hand left my cock, and I realized she had brought the finger to her mouth to taste what she had just found. She moved close, and I gasped loudly as she licked my perineum with her whole tongue. In one long lick, she slid her tongue up between my balls, and up my shaft, giving my glans a little flick with the tip of her tongue at the last, causing my whole body to shudder. She wrapped a hand around my shaft, and cupped my balls with the other. I felt her lips wrap around the head of my cock as she took me into her mouth. I let out a low moan as she began bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue along the underside of my glans every time she took me in. Her hand wrapped around my shaft moved up and down in time. She wasn't taking me very deep into her mouth, not like in the porno videos, but my God did it feel amazing. I was squirming in ecstasy, and very quickly, far far too quickly, she had me on the verge of climax. I managed to whisper to her that I was going to cum, and instead of slowing down, or stopping, she redoubled her efforts. She started massaging my balls, and gripped a little tighter with the hand that was pumping up and down my shaft. Only when my hips bucked, and I filled her mouth with cum, did she stop. She gave my, now ultra-sensitive head one last little suck before taking her mouth off me. She must have been figuring out what to do with her mouthful of my hot cum, because she stayed still for a moment. Melissa moved up and lay next to me, I faced towards her, and we kissed. I was very surprised to find that her mouth was still full of cum. After the sensual experience she had given me, my desire to kiss her overruled any initial shock or disgust I might have had. Her tongue seemed to push a lot of it into my mouth, so I used my own tongue to push it back. I had tasted my own cum before, any guy who says he hasn't even once, is probably lying. I didn't really care for the taste of it, and before this moment, the thought of having a mouthful of my own cum would have been a turn off. But, what was happening now with Melissa, this was hot. We kissed with passion, sharing my cum back and forth. Little by little, as we each swallowed saliva, the cum was swallowed too. This act seemed almost dirty, and maybe it was because of that, and because I enjoyed it so much, that I found that it was a real turn on. I broke off the kiss and caught my breath. I caressed her cheeks and gave her a short kiss on the lips. "That was amazing." I whispered. I could feel her smile under my hands. "I'm glad." She seemed to frown a little bit. "I was afraid you wouldn't like that last part." I kissed her softly again. "Melissa, you can do anything you want to me, and I'll love it because it's you doing it." "I'll remember that." She said mischievously. "I love you." "I love you." She whispered back. I was musing that my statement about 'anything she wants' might come back and bite me in the ass one day, when I felt her hand wrap around my cock again. I was still very hard, and the high sensitivity that comes right after an orgasm has passed. I sighed, as she gave my cock a little squeeze. She leaned in close and whispered into my ear. "I need you inside of me." She did not have to ask twice. I rolled her onto her back, and climbed between her legs. I slid my hands down her chest and belly, straight down to her very wet pussy. She squirmed as I ran my fingers along either side her slit. I grabbed my cock, and guided myself in. I had just the tip inside, when her legs came up around me and pulled hard. In one swift movement, my cock was buried to the base. We both let out a grunt of pleasure. I laid my chest down onto hers, and we kissed. After just a few seconds, she broke off the kiss and whispered into my ear. "Fuck me." I started slowly, pulling out until just my head was inside her, then sliding myself back in. Every couple of strokes, I did it a little faster. Every time I reached full penetration, the lower part of my abdomen, just above my cock, would press against her, and she would give out a little moan. "Faster." She whispered, wrapping her arms around my back, and burying her face against my neck. I obliged, and soon was slamming my cock into her, as deep and hard and fast as I could. With each thrust, our bodies met with a wet slapping sound. I was almost afraid that I was hurting her until she whispered. "Yes! Don't stop!" Having cum so recently, I was nowhere near cumming again so soon. I could feel it building though. Melissa, however, was very close. As I continued to pound deep into her, her breathing became more ragged, and her arms gripped me tighter. I felt it when she came, her vagina pulsed tightly around my cock, and her whole body shuddered as the waves of her orgasm washed through her. I had slowed my thrusting when she came, but I hadn't stopped. We kissed, and she moaned into my mouth as I continued to slide slowly in and out of her. She ran her fingers through my shaggy hair, and down my back. Every time I pulled my hips back, she would inhale, then I would slide deep inside, and she would exhale with a moan. As I relentlessly continued at a slow pace, her moans slowly became louder. The feeling of making her cum had brought me closer to my own orgasm, and now as she was building up to another one, I could feel myself getting very close. I tried to hold out as long as I could, to keep her in this state of bliss for a little while longer, but it was no use. With one last deep thrust, I came, filling her with my seed once again. Gasping, Melissa came, the sensation of my cum spurting inside her having pushed her over the edge once again. We kissed deeply, then both of us had to stop as we tried to catch our breath. We were so joyous in our mutual ecstasy, that we were giggling. We caressed each other's faces, and showered each other in kisses. I realized that it wasn't pitch black darkness anymore, the first faint hint of morning sunlight was enough that I could see the outline of her face. "So much for getting much sleep tonight." "Sleep is over rated." Melissa kissed me softly, and ran a finger along my jaw. "Besides, I needed as much of you as I could get before..." I completed her sentence. "Before we have to say goodbye." She nodded slowly, then asked a moment later. "Can we really make this work?" "I said earlier, that life without you is not an option. I meant that." She was quiet for another moment, then whispered. "I'm scared." "Of getting caught?" I asked. "Of losing you. If other girls find out how amazing you are, I won't stand a chance." I gently held her face between my hands, and with the aid of the growing predawn light I looked her in the eyes. "You're smart, you're gorgeous, you're funny, and I have more in common with you than with anyone else I've ever met. You make my heart flutter with a glance. You know me better than anyone. Being with you makes me feel complete, in a way I didn't know was possible. I am yours, in all ways, forever." Tears welled up in her eyes, but they were tears of joy. "I love you." She said, and kissed me softly before hugging me tight. "I love you." I replied, then added. "And you make me cum really hard." We both laughed as quietly as we could. Chapter Nine. We had stayed in each other's arms for as long as we thought we could get away with, but decided that we should make sure that we were up and about before anyone would have the chance to see both of us leave my tent. We each attended to our morning needs, and were soon at the fire pit, where I skillfully started a small fire. The morning air was very cold, and frost covered the ground. Melissa smiled at me as I sat on the bench next to her. Her smile warmed me inside more than the fire ever could. "You have a cell phone, don't you?" She asked. "Yeah." I replied. I had left it in my truck all weekend. Any really important calls would have come from people who were here with me, so I didn't see the point of carrying it around. "Go get it." I did, and when I returned to the bench, I set it into her outstretched hand. She entered in a new contact, and handed it back. "That's my home phone number. I don't have a cell phone yet." I looked at the contact, labeled simply 'Melissa' with a 218 area code phone number. Despite it being in my phone, I committed myself to memorizing the number. "I should probably get one." She added. "I never had the money before. Then I did have the money, it didn't seem all that important." "I hardly ever use mine. Mostly, it's just for emergencies, like my mom checking up on me to see why I'm late for dinner." As we laughed, I saw my Mark, one of my older brothers, coming up the trail that led from the cabin down to Pelican lake. He had his arms full of tackle boxes and fishing rods, which he brought to his pickup. He lit up a smoke as he walked over to us. "Morning, kids." He said, tossing a spent match into the fire. Mark was older than me, but not that much older. "Good morning." Melissa replied sweetly. "I need your help today, Chuck." He said, using a version of my name that he knew I didn't like, as he almost always did. "I gotta pull Lilly and John's camper home for them, so you have to take the boat." Lilly and John were my sister and her husband. They owned a big fancy tow-behind camper, but didn't own anything that could tow it, instead relying on one of us to drag it up here in the spring, and back down in the fall, so it was no surprise that I was expected to use my truck to tow something back home. "Alright. When do you want to bring the boat to the landing?" I asked. "I wanna get home early today, so like, now." He turned and started back towards the path to the lake. "Can't I at least have breakfast first?" I called after him. "Don't make me wait." He called back. I looked at Melissa with a grimace. "Well, shit. Guess I better get moving." "I'll be here when you get back." She said with a smile. I was about to lean over and give her a kiss, but thought better of it. Getting up, I hitched the boat trailer to my truck, and started the drive into Breezy Point, where the boat launch was. When I pulled into the boat landing, I could see Mark in the fishing boat, slowing down as he piloted it closer to shore. I hurried and got the trailer backed into the water, just in time for Mark to send the boat coasting up into place. I got out and attached the winch line to the bow of the boat, giving the crank a few turns to draw it snug to the front. Mark grabbed a few last loose items from the boat and hopped out. We got into my truck at the same time, slamming the doors in unison. "Smooth." He said, offering me a fist bump, which I returned with a grin. He lit a smoke, and said. "Let's roll." I pulled out of the boat launch, and headed back towards the cabin. After about a minute of driving, I noticed that Mark was looking at me kinda strange. "What?" I asked. Mark actually looked a little uncomfortable. "So I, uh, know about you and Melissa." My heart sank. I didn't look at him, just kept driving. "I was up super early, and I heard you two going at it." People were going to find out eventually, Melissa had said as much, but so soon? I felt like bursting into tears. "Mark, please don't tell mom and dad!" "Hey!" He said defensively. "I ain't a snitch." "What do you want then?" I pleaded. "I just" He stopped what he was about to say and looked at me intently. "This thing between you two, it's more than just sex isn't it?" I nodded my head. "Much more." He took a drag off his smoke and looked out the window. "I don't want anything. You're my brother, I'll keep my mouth shut. Just. Be more careful, man. If dad knew, he would freak the fuck out, and if mom found out, she'd cry for a week, and then I'd have to kick your ass." I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. Mark had always been kind of a bully to me, as older brothers always were. He could be mean at times, but he was never sadistic, and I knew that deep down, he loved me. Mark smacked my shoulder with the back of his hand. "Hey, I'm actually pretty happy for you. She's a wonderful girl." Another drag off the cigarette. "So is it like, serious serious?" This conversation was going way better than I feared it would, and my relief almost made me dizzy. "Yeah. We have a connection that neither of us thought was possible. We really do love each other." "That's cool, man. Good for you. Should've seen it coming though, you two were always joined at the hip." He cackled at his joke, and I couldn't help but join him. "So, you aren't grossed out that she's my cousin?" "She's your second cousin. That's barely related." He tossed his cigarette butt out the window, then grinned at me. "My little bro is a man now. Gonna have to start calling you Charles." Chapter Ten. It was getting to be mid-afternoon, and slowly the cabin yard was emptying out, with everyone packing up their things and saying their goodbyes. Melissa and I had spent the day just relaxing, lounging on camp chairs, and chatting about nothing in particular with whoever was around. The only things that might have given away our secret, were the occasional unwarranted smile, and the fact that we never strayed very far apart from each other. Which, I guess, actually was pretty normal behavior for the two of us. "I think we should take down our tents." I said. "Yeah." Melissa reluctantly agreed. We had both been putting this task off, because it meant that 'the goodbye' was soon to follow. We collapsed our tents. Then we were both working on rolling them up and stuffing them into their bags. I looked around to see if anyone was nearby. The only people I could see were my parents, both engrossed in books by the fire pit. I moved over and sat on the ground near Melissa. We hadn't had a chance to talk privately all day until now. "I had an interesting chat with my brother this morning." Melissa looked at me curiously, sensing that this wasn't going to be a conversation with a 'light' topic. "He knows about us." Her hands covered her mouth, and her eyes got wide and fearful. I put a calming hand on her arm. "Hey, hey, don't worry. He approves." She took her hands away from her face, but she still looked fearful. "Really?" "Yeah." I said reassuringly. "He's actually happy for us." "He doesn't have a problem with, you know," She gestured back and forth between us. "Cousins?" I shook my head. "It didn't seem to matter at all to him." "We need to be more careful." She said, somewhat relieved, but still worried. "He told me that too." "Wait, how did he find out?" Melissa asked. I scratched the back of my neck, and grimaced. "He said that he... heard us... this morning." "Heard us what... Oh. Oh my god." She said, her face instantly flushing red as she made the realization. "Yeah, so maybe no more sex when there's anyone close enough to overhear." She laughed, but still looked slightly horrified. "Yeah, that's a good idea." She glanced over to my parents, who were now packing things into their car, much too far away to be listening in. She looked back at me, with a familiar gleam in her eye. "Despite how much I want you to fuck my brains out right now." I gazed at her lovingly. I wanted to strip off her clothes and take her right here on the grass and dried leaves. But of course, the situation demanded that I remain content to merely be in her presence. Seemingly on-cue, My dad approached. "We're all packed and the cabin is locked. Did you have a good weekend, Melissa?" She smiled up at him. "It was wonderful. I really missed being here, thanks for having me." "You're always welcome." Then my dad turned to me, and dashed any hopes of staying behind for a while with Melissa after my parents left. "Nobody's used that boat trailer since spring, I'll follow you home just in case there's any trouble." "Okay." I said, trying my best not to sound disappointed. "As soon as your mother is ready, we'll go." As he turned to go, he paused and said. "We really do enjoy your company, Melissa. It's a shame what happened. If there's ever anything you need, all you have to do is ask." Melissa gave him a very sweet heartfelt smile. "Thanks." He nodded, and headed toward his car. "Well, it was really great seeing you again." I said to Melissa, knowing that my dad was probably still within earshot. Catching on immediately to the little show we needed to put on, she responded. "I'll have to try and come back next summer, I really love this place." I stood, and picked up my tent and backpack, holding them in front of my body to conceal an inconvenient bulge. "I'll probably be here." I looked in her eyes, and saw what she couldn't say, that she loved me, and it hurt to have to say goodbye, and there was no way in hell she was going to wait until next summer to see me again. "Cool." She said, picking up her own things. We carried our stuff to our vehicles, and I did a last walk around inspection of the boat and trailer. My mom and dad were in their car, waiting. Melissa walked up as I was getting ready to get in my truck. She gave me a quick, cousin-appropriate, hug. Before she let go, she whispered. "Call me when you get home." She flashed me a smile as she got into her car, and was the first of us to leave the cabin yard. I followed her, and my parents followed me. Melissa turned right at the end of the driveway, towards the road that would lead her home to Duluth. I looked in the rear view mirror, over the roof of my dad's car. The cabin looked lonely, as I always thought it did when everyone left. It would wait, nestled there among the towering pines and oaks, and elms, for people to return and give its existence meaning again. It would wait, patiently yearning, for joy and love to once again make itself whole. To be continued in part 3. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts, for Literotica.

Cabin Cousins: Part 2 A Quest for family acceptance. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connections. Chapter Six. Walking up into the cabin yard, we could see that we had missed dinner. My mom and older sisters were busy bringing the leftovers and supplies back into the cabin. "You two were gone all day, where did you go?" My mom asked. "We went all the way out to the pine grove." I said sheepishly, forgetting for a moment that I was an adult now, and not a little kid that adults needed to look after. "That's a long ways! We were getting worried." "We had a picnic in the clearing, and we lost track of time. Sorry." Said Melissa. Which I guess was an accurate, if vague and incomplete, account of what happened. "Well, if you're hungry; there's hot dogs and brats, potato salad, and baked beans in the crock pot." Giving Melissa a quick glance, I said. "I'm starving." Managing to do so with a straight face. We roasted hot dogs over the fire, and both of us had several servings of beans. The 'baked beans' were really a meal in themselves. My mom would make this stuff for just about every family gathering, and it never got old. There was no less than four different types of beans, chunks of bacon, and ground beef. Between Chili and stew, there was this, and it was one of my favorite foods. Melissa was enjoying it as much as I was; apparently, because neither of us said a word until we had thrown our empty paper plates into the fire, and were carrying the uneaten food back into the cabin. "That was so good. My mom never cooked anything like that. The limit of her skills was frozen pizza and hamburger helper." "I'm sure mom would be happy to give you the recipe." I said. "There's no way I could make anything taste this good." Melissa said with a snort of self-derisive laughter. "You can do anything you put your mind to. I have faith in you." She was quiet for a few seconds, and when she looked at me to respond, her eyes were positively glowing with love. "Thank you. That really means a lot." "Anytime." I said softly, before lurching forward to open the screen door for her. Dinner put away, we went back to the benches around the fire pit, where most everyone was gathered. In an unspoken agreement, Melissa and I did not sit next to each other, both of us having independently come to the conclusion that it would be far too easy to betray our ruse of mere friendship, by being just a bit too touchy-feely. As a compromise, we sat on opposite sides of the fire, so we could look at each other with impunity under the guise of watching the flames. We occasionally joined in on discussing whatever gossip or topic was going around, but neither of us were as involved as we otherwise might have been. Will the Vikings beat the Packers? Even if the Monday night game was in Lambeau field? Will Denis Green make good on his threat that the Vikings will leave the state if the govt. doesn't build another stadium? Uncle Bert warned us that if the Vikings leave, all our kids will grow up as Packer fans, since they were the closest franchise to Minnesota. The relatives all groaned at that notion, and they concurred that a stadium must get built. Melissa and I just smiled and winked to each other as everyone else was in rapt attention to Bert's ominous prophesy. I was entranced by the firelight reflected in her eyes, eyes that very rarely looked away from me. The light danced and sparkled in her eyes, and made her honey-blond hair glow red and orange. Her cheeks were flushed by the heat, that same adorable rosy color I had seen on her face for a very different reason, earlier today. My body reacted to these thoughts, and I had to shift my seating position slightly to conceal my 'excitement'. Across the fire, Melissa gave me that smile, the one she kept just for me, and in her eyes, I saw the need, burning hot. Again, at the end of the night, we were the last two people at the fire. She stood and walked around to join me on my metal glider bench. I scooted over a little bit, so when she sat, it wouldn't be on a cold piece of bench. I wondered if she realized what I did, and why. Not that it mattered to me if I got recognition for that tiny act of kindness. I would do a thousand such acts, never once needing anything more than the satisfaction that I made her just the tiniest bit more comfortable. She leaned against me and sighed. I could tell that she was genuinely tired. I was too. "I think I will remember this day for the rest of my life." She said quietly, while staring into the fire. "Agreed." I said, in like fashion; then looked at her. "But the day's not over yet." She looked at me with a huge smile. "I'd tell you to behave, but I don't want you to." After that, we sat for a long time in comfortable silence, watching the fire slowly die down. The last few lights inside of the cabin and each RV had gone out, and the world was silent, save for an occasional pop or crackle from the dying fire. Far enough away that it was barely audible, a wolf howled from deep within the forest to the west. Another wolf answered from across the lake water, to the east, it's mournful howl echoing up and down the lake, and sending shivers up my spine. I loved hearing the wolves howl; and looking at Melissa, so did she. In the busier times of the year, the wolves stayed farther away from the more populated areas, preferring to keep their distance from the noisy tourists and weekend warriors that invaded their territory. But here in the fall, as less and less people came up to their cabins, they would return, and let their presence be known to anyone lucky enough to hear. I stood, and after taking a good look around, made sure no one was watching us. I led Melissa by the hand to my tent. Chapter Seven. She entered first, and when I turned after zipping the tent closed after myself, Melissa had already pulled off the hoodie and tee shirt she had been wearing, and was working on taking her pants off. “ I remember that I wore jeans to bed last night. In Girl Scouts they told us to always take off sweaty clothes before trying to sleep. The moisture cools and can cause your body to lose a lot of heat.” I quickly pulled my hoody off over my head, then paused a moment to stare. Melissa, clad only in a white bra and pale blue panties, was scrambling to get inside my big flannel-lined sleeping bag. My God, was she gorgeous. Feeling my cock instantly become hard as iron, I started fumbling with the laces to my boots. She had pulled the sleeping bag up over her head, and as I got my first boot off, I saw her reach a hand out and toss her bra onto her pile of clothes. I attacked the other boot with renewed urgency. I got it undone, and was undoing my belt when she poked her head out and smiled as she watched me. My attention wavered again, when she grinned at me and tossed her panties on top of her bra. I hooked my thumbs inside my pants, and pulled them off, taking my underwear with them. In situations like these, when time is critical, efficiency is key. Melissa eyed me up and down, her need for me clear on her face. She opened the sleeping bag slightly, and I quickly crawled inside. She was laying on her side, and I slid into her awaiting arms. As our mouths met, our limbs intertwined. She wrapped a leg around me, and used it to pull me close. I moved a knee up, and could feel the wetness of her pussy as I pressed my thigh against her. She moaned as we kissed, tongues exploring each other's mouths. I put a hand on her firm ass, and pulled her hips even closer to mine. My cock was now pressed tightly against her belly. She ran a hand down my back to my ass, giving it a squeeze. We kissed for a long time, exploring each other's naked flesh with our hands. She adjusted slightly, and kissed my neck, then whispered into my ear. "I need you inside of me." “My fingers are pleased to accept your invitation, my dear Melissa.” “You know what I mean, mister. I need cock! Hard cock. Thick cock, your cock!” she sternly whispered in my ear. It was already getting pretty hot and stuffy inside the sleeping bag, so I pulled the edge down, exposing our heads. Outside, the moon had risen above the trees, and was shining bright in the clear autumn sky. Enough light made it through the tent that I could see her somewhat clearly. She had an anxious expression on her angelic face. "Charles; This is my first time." She whispered. "Oh yeah? Mine too." I replied. "Well, okay; I'm not physically a virgin anymore." She said tentatively. "I've got this toy at home" She said, obviously expecting me to be upset or disappointed. I cut her off with a kiss, then said. "That doesn't matter. Does a tampon make you not a virgin? Does a pelvic exam cost you your virginity?" It didn't. In fact, it was a huge relief. I had always been so worried that if and when I took a girl's virginity, that it would hurt her. Well, problem solved. "You're not disappointed?" She asked. I kissed her again, and smiled. "I never want to hurt you, even the slightest bit. Now I don't have to worry about first-time painful issues." Her own relief was evident in the passion with which she kissed me. We untangled our legs, and she gently pushed me flat on my back. She climbed on top of me; her knees straddling my chest. She reached a hand between her legs, and found my cock, positioning it beneath her. Our eyes locked as she slowly lowered herself onto me. In unison, we let out gasps of pleasure as I slid deep within her silky wetness. Her pussy felt tight around my, happy turgid cock. The sensation of being inside of her was unlike anything I had imagined, and being an eighteen-year-old guy, I had imagined a lot. I grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her farther down, while pushing my hips up, desperate to get just a little bit deeper. Melissa leaned in and I began sucking one tit while fondling the other. Then she rested her chest on mine, putting her weight on me. She buried her face against my neck, and made a low moan of satisfaction. “I just want to hold you forever, like this!” she added. We stayed still, both of us content to savor this first act of ultimate intimacy. I was glad for it, because I was already perilously close to cumming, and I didn't want it to be over this quickly. I wanted to last as long as it took, to completely satisfy her. She raised her chest up just enough so that we could look in each other's eyes. I saw her need for me, burning hotter than any camp fire, matching my own need for her. Maintaining eye contact, she raised her hips slowly, drawing me almost fully out of herself. When just the head of my cock remained inside her, she reversed direction, and eased me back inside. Again, with hands on her ass, I pushed upwards to get that extra bit more. Her hips also flexed in a slow twerk motion, to swallow all of my happy cock. We repeated this several more times, and I could feel that I was sliding in and out more freely. I surmised that it was because her body had relaxed and become accustomed to me, and that I had become well lubricated by her juices. I started to pull down on her ass with more force, and pulling back with my hips when she rose hers up, increasing the speed that I was being thrust inside of her. Faster and faster we went, the need for each other finally, and completely set loose. I could feel her body begin to tense, and her knees squeezed hard against the sides of my chest. She started to let out a moan with every breath. Watching the heat escalate in her eyes, and feeling her body build to orgasm, from inside of her, was ecstasy, and I was quickly past the point of no return. I grunted as I pushed myself deep inside her one last time, holding her down on me tightly. My cock pulsed over and over, seemingly emptying my balls inside of her. As she explained to me later, feeling my cum spurt inside of her is what tipped her over the edge, and as my cock was still spasming, I felt her pussy clamp tightly around me as she came. She tensed and shivered, and her eyes rolled back slightly. She let out her held breath with a long shaky sigh, and her mouth fell to mine. We kissed slowly and deeply, reveling in the glow of our mutual orgasm. I had dreamed of my first time, and fantasized about it more times than I could remember, but nothing in my teenage hormone-fueled imagination compared to this. All of my fantasies had completely missed the point. As I kissed Melissa, with my cock still deep inside her, I marveled at the discovery that the greatest thing about sex wasn't the physical pleasure of the act. Don't get me wrong, it felt amazing, but the connection to another person was exceedingly more profound. I struggled to find appropriate words to describe the sensation of merging your entire essence with another person; To need, and be needed. To accept, and be accepted. To love, and be loved. The mind, body, and soul of two people, fusing together to become something far greater than the sum of their individuality. We were both sweaty, and still panting. Melissa rested her weight fully on my chest, and nuzzled my neck. I began massaging her back, and she groaned, her body relaxing further. After a little while, I felt my cock going soft. Melissa made the cutest sound of disappointment when it inevitably slipped out of her. I felt the same way. I wanted to be inside her forever, to feel that connection, forever. Melissa rolled off of me, and we lay face to face. As we looked in each other's eyes once more, I was reassured. The connection we made couldn't end just because my cock wasn't inside of her anymore. It was eternal. We both felt it, both knew it as a fundamental truth of our existence. "I love you." I whispered. "I love you." She whispered back. We both smiled, and kissed softly, caressing each other's cheeks. "I saw it in your eyes." I said. "When did you first see it?" "I figured it out when we got to the clearing. But I'm pretty sure I saw it before that." She looked at me with mock pity, and patted my cheek with her hand. "Silly boy. Didn't you know?" "Know what?" I asked. She shook her head. "I've loved you my entire life. You never knew?" I didn't know what to say. She giggled. "I used to tell my friends that I had a boyfriend. I'd lie and say that he was the neighbor boy who lived in the cabin next door to the one my family took me to." I snorted a laugh. "It was a big deal for a teenage girl, to have this mysterious boyfriend that no one had ever met. I'd tell them stories about our adventures exploring the woods, all true. Mostly." "Mostly?" "Well yeah, I had to embellish a few details about our relationship." I laughed, and kissed her. "I'm sorry I never realized, but you were, like, my best friend. It never even occurred to me to think about you like that." "It's okay, really. I wouldn't change our times together." She got a far-away look in her eyes, as she thought of the past. "It was never sexual, you know, just naive little girl dreams of the storybook happily ever after, without any concept of what that actually entails." She giggled again. "Most of the time I thought the idea of kissing a boy was gross." I laughed with her, and kissed her. She made a face and said. "Uh, boy germs." In response, I kissed her deeply. When we broke off the kiss she said. "Yum, boy germs." Exhausted, we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. Chapter Eight. I awoke again sometime before dawn. The moon had set, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything at all. Melissa was still cuddled up in my arms, and I could feel her shallow breath on my face. I imagined the look of her face, as I had seen it the previous morning, serene, content, stunningly beautiful. I very gently ran my hand along her perfect skin, over her back, across her deliciously firm ass, and down the thigh that was still wrapped around me, holding us tightly together. My hand roved slowly, studying every inch of her that I could reach. She had two shallow dimples at the base of her back, that in my mind's eye, were absolutely adorable. I ran my fingertips down, along the curve of her ass crack, to the tender skin where her ass met the back of her thigh. Her breath changed, and she seemed to sigh with pleasure. I stopped what I was doing, not wanting to wake her. "Don't stop. I like that." I heard her whisper, barely louder than her light breathing. My hand continued its explorations, running down the inside curve of the back of her thigh to the back of her knee, then back up to where her legs met, and up through her ass crack. From there, I did the same with the other leg, moving my fingertips gently, caressing, down and back up. I explored the complex curves where her legs came together, and she sighed with pleasure once again when I ran my fingertips along that most sensitive area alongside her pussy. I trailed my fingers along one side, back to alongside her asshole, then did the same on the other side. Her breath would hitch slightly when I brushed against her labia. I decided to tease her with the prospect of that particular contact, letting my fingers caress ever closer, without actually touching her lips. Her breathing had increased, and I felt the wetness seeping out of her. I pushed gently on the leg she had around me, prompting her to lay flat on her back with her arms at her sides. She seemed perfectly content to lay still and let me continue. I sat up next to her, and used both hands to explore her body. I began at her face, caressing her cheeks, and moving across her temples, around her ears, and under her jawline. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. Though it was still pitch black darkness, I could feel her smile, and could see it clearly in my mind. My hands moved down her neck, and briefly massaged her shoulders, before easing towards her chest. I found her tits, and brushed my palms across her erect nipples before cupping them with a gentle squeeze. As I noted before, her tits weren't overly large, and certainly not comically large like most of the women in the porno mags and videos I've seen. I thought they were perfect. My caressing fingers roamed up to her shoulders, then slowly down the inside of her arms. I brushed her wrists as delicately as possible, soliciting a sigh. I ran my fingers across her palms, and down each of her fingers, which she seemed to like a lot. I added to her enjoyment of having her fingers caressed, to a growing mental list of ways she particularly liked being touched. Correctly guessing on the location of her belly button in the dark, I leaned over and planted a kiss on her belly, just below her waistline. She made another non-distinct sound of pleasure under her breath. I made a trail of kisses up to her belly button, adding soft licks with the tip of my tongue. I licked in a circle around her belly button, and noted the lack of a positive, or negative, response from Melissa. I trailed my tongue and lips slowly up her chest, to between her tits. I cupped her tits, and licked a nipple, which got a very positive result. I licked little circles around her very erect nipple, then closed my mouth over it, sucking gently. Her chest rose with a deep intake of breath. I moved over to the other nipple, and did the same. Melissa was starting to get really worked up, and I again felt great joy that I was able to give her so much pleasure. I moved up to her face, and kissed her softly on the lips. She wrapped her arms around me, kissing me with passionate enthusiasm. Finally the broke off the kiss, and as she caught her breath, she whispered into my ear. "That was wonderful. I get to explore you now." She gently pushed me onto my back. She leaned over me and kissed me once on the lips, then moved to my neck, kissing softly, and teasing my skin with the tip of her tongue. I closed my eyes and sighed, relaxing fully. She massaged my shoulders and upper arms, then trailed her fingertips down to my hands like I had done to her. Instead of caressing my hand with her fingers, she picked it up, and brought it to her mouth. I felt her tongue slowly lick the length of each finger. She repeated this a couple times, then took a finger into her mouth, sucking gently. I found this to be particularly pleasurable, and let her know with a quiet moan. She did this to each of my fingers in turn, and it was really getting me turned on. Not only did it feel great, but it was very suggestive of something else I found I desperately wanted her to do with her mouth. She took her time, performing the same thing with the other hand, and I loved every second of it. She ran her hands up my arms, and onto my chest, massaging my pecs, and finding my nipples, which she pinched lightly. I had never thought that guys would like their nipples played with too, and maybe I'm just strange, but I really liked it. She bent down, and licked a nipple, before closing her mouth on it and sucking. I moaned with pleasure, and she sucked a little harder, flicking it with the tip of her tongue. I gasped as she stopped and moved to the other one, immediately sucking hard on it. She gave each nipple one last lick before moving on. He hands slid down my chest, and she followed them with a trail of kisses. My cock was extremely erect, and pointing up over my lower belly. Her hands brushed it on either side, as they slid down to my thighs. If she didn't already know how badly I wanted her to touch it, the sharp intake of breath I made at the slightest contact was a huge give away. She spread my legs apart, and knelt between my knees. Her hands roved down my legs, all the way to my toes, and back up. She lifted my knees up, and spread my legs farther, running her fingers from my calves, up the backs of my thighs. Her fingers traced a line up the edge of my ass cheeks, and onto my taint, then around my balls. I was breathing very heavily now. Feeling her hands on me like this was heavenly, but I needed more. I silently willed her to- She cupped my balls in her hands, gently rolling my testicles around, feeling the shape of them, and no doubt paying close attention to my reaction. My moan turned into a needy whimper as her hands moved from my balls, to my shaft. She caressed it slowly, taking the time to study every bit of me. She ran a finger around the edge of my head, and through the slit of my urethra, finding a drop of pre-cum there. That hand left my cock, and I realized she had brought the finger to her mouth to taste what she had just found. She moved close, and I gasped loudly as she licked my perineum with her whole tongue. In one long lick, she slid her tongue up between my balls, and up my shaft, giving my glans a little flick with the tip of her tongue at the last, causing my whole body to shudder. She wrapped a hand around my shaft, and cupped my balls with the other. I felt her lips wrap around the head of my cock as she took me into her mouth. I let out a low moan as she began bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue along the underside of my glans every time she took me in. Her hand wrapped around my shaft moved up and down in time. She wasn't taking me very deep into her mouth, not like in the porno videos, but my God did it feel amazing. I was squirming in ecstasy, and very quickly, far far too quickly, she had me on the verge of climax. I managed to whisper to her that I was going to cum, and instead of slowing down, or stopping, she redoubled her efforts. She started massaging my balls, and gripped a little tighter with the hand that was pumping up and down my shaft. Only when my hips bucked, and I filled her mouth with cum, did she stop. She gave my, now ultra-sensitive head one last little suck before taking her mouth off me. She must have been figuring out what to do with her mouthful of my hot cum, because she stayed still for a moment. Melissa moved up and lay next to me, I faced towards her, and we kissed. I was very surprised to find that her mouth was still full of cum. After the sensual experience she had given me, my desire to kiss her overruled any initial shock or disgust I might have had. Her tongue seemed to push a lot of it into my mouth, so I used my own tongue to push it back. I had tasted my own cum before, any guy who says he hasn't even once, is probably lying. I didn't really care for the taste of it, and before this moment, the thought of having a mouthful of my own cum would have been a turn off. But, what was happening now with Melissa, this was hot. We kissed with passion, sharing my cum back and forth. Little by little, as we each swallowed saliva, the cum was swallowed too. This act seemed almost dirty, and maybe it was because of that, and because I enjoyed it so much, that I found that it was a real turn on. I broke off the kiss and caught my breath. I caressed her cheeks and gave her a short kiss on the lips. "That was amazing." I whispered. I could feel her smile under my hands. "I'm glad." She seemed to frown a little bit. "I was afraid you wouldn't like that last part." I kissed her softly again. "Melissa, you can do anything you want to me, and I'll love it because it's you doing it." "I'll remember that." She said mischievously. "I love you." "I love you." She whispered back. I was musing that my statement about 'anything she wants' might come back and bite me in the ass one day, when I felt her hand wrap around my cock again. I was still very hard, and the high sensitivity that comes right after an orgasm has passed. I sighed, as she gave my cock a little squeeze. She leaned in close and whispered into my ear. "I need you inside of me." She did not have to ask twice. I rolled her onto her back, and climbed between her legs. I slid my hands down her chest and belly, straight down to her very wet pussy. She squirmed as I ran my fingers along either side her slit. I grabbed my cock, and guided myself in. I had just the tip inside, when her legs came up around me and pulled hard. In one swift movement, my cock was buried to the base. We both let out a grunt of pleasure. I laid my chest down onto hers, and we kissed. After just a few seconds, she broke off the kiss and whispered into my ear. "Fuck me." I started slowly, pulling out until just my head was inside her, then sliding myself back in. Every couple of strokes, I did it a little faster. Every time I reached full penetration, the lower part of my abdomen, just above my cock, would press against her, and she would give out a little moan. "Faster." She whispered, wrapping her arms around my back, and burying her face against my neck. I obliged, and soon was slamming my cock into her, as deep and hard and fast as I could. With each thrust, our bodies met with a wet slapping sound. I was almost afraid that I was hurting her until she whispered. "Yes! Don't stop!" Having cum so recently, I was nowhere near cumming again so soon. I could feel it building though. Melissa, however, was very close. As I continued to pound deep into her, her breathing became more ragged, and her arms gripped me tighter. I felt it when she came, her vagina pulsed tightly around my cock, and her whole body shuddered as the waves of her orgasm washed through her. I had slowed my thrusting when she came, but I hadn't stopped. We kissed, and she moaned into my mouth as I continued to slide slowly in and out of her. She ran her fingers through my shaggy hair, and down my back. Every time I pulled my hips back, she would inhale, then I would slide deep inside, and she would exhale with a moan. As I relentlessly continued at a slow pace, her moans slowly became louder. The feeling of making her cum had brought me closer to my own orgasm, and now as she was building up to another one, I could feel myself getting very close. I tried to hold out as long as I could, to keep her in this state of bliss for a little while longer, but it was no use. With one last deep thrust, I came, filling her with my seed once again. Gasping, Melissa came, the sensation of my cum spurting inside her having pushed her over the edge once again. We kissed deeply, then both of us had to stop as we tried to catch our breath. We were so joyous in our mutual ecstasy, that we were giggling. We caressed each other's faces, and showered each other in kisses. I realized that it wasn't pitch black darkness anymore, the first faint hint of morning sunlight was enough that I could see the outline of her face. "So much for getting much sleep tonight." "Sleep is over rated." Melissa kissed me softly, and ran a finger along my jaw. "Besides, I needed as much of you as I could get before..." I completed her sentence. "Before we have to say goodbye." She nodded slowly, then asked a moment later. "Can we really make this work?" "I said earlier, that life without you is not an option. I meant that." She was quiet for another moment, then whispered. "I'm scared." "Of getting caught?" I asked. "Of losing you. If other girls find out how amazing you are, I won't stand a chance." I gently held her face between my hands, and with the aid of the growing predawn light I looked her in the eyes. "You're smart, you're gorgeous, you're funny, and I have more in common with you than with anyone else I've ever met. You make my heart flutter with a glance. You know me better than anyone. Being with you makes me feel complete, in a way I didn't know was possible. I am yours, in all ways, forever." Tears welled up in her eyes, but they were tears of joy. "I love you." She said, and kissed me softly before hugging me tight. "I love you." I replied, then added. "And you make me cum really hard." We both laughed as quietly as we could. Chapter Nine. We had stayed in each other's arms for as long as we thought we could get away with, but decided that we should make sure that we were up and about before anyone would have the chance to see both of us leave my tent. We each attended to our morning needs, and were soon at the fire pit, where I skillfully started a small fire. The morning air was very cold, and frost covered the ground. Melissa smiled at me as I sat on the bench next to her. Her smile warmed me inside more than the fire ever could. "You have a cell phone, don't you?" She asked. "Yeah." I replied. I had left it in my truck all weekend. Any really important calls would have come from people who were here with me, so I didn't see the point of carrying it around. "Go get it." I did, and when I returned to the bench, I set it into her outstretched hand. She entered in a new contact, and handed it back. "That's my home phone number. I don't have a cell phone yet." I looked at the contact, labeled simply 'Melissa' with a 218 area code phone number. Despite it being in my phone, I committed myself to memorizing the number. "I should probably get one." She added. "I never had the money before. Then I did have the money, it didn't seem all that important." "I hardly ever use mine. Mostly, it's just for emergencies, like my mom checking up on me to see why I'm late for dinner." As we laughed, I saw my Mark, one of my older brothers, coming up the trail that led from the cabin down to Pelican lake. He had his arms full of tackle boxes and fishing rods, which he brought to his pickup. He lit up a smoke as he walked over to us. "Morning, kids." He said, tossing a spent match into the fire. Mark was older than me, but not that much older. "Good morning." Melissa replied sweetly. "I need your help today, Chuck." He said, using a version of my name that he knew I didn't like, as he almost always did. "I gotta pull Lilly and John's camper home for them, so you have to take the boat." Lilly and John were my sister and her husband. They owned a big fancy tow-behind camper, but didn't own anything that could tow it, instead relying on one of us to drag it up here in the spring, and back down in the fall, so it was no surprise that I was expected to use my truck to tow something back home. "Alright. When do you want to bring the boat to the landing?" I asked. "I wanna get home early today, so like, now." He turned and started back towards the path to the lake. "Can't I at least have breakfast first?" I called after him. "Don't make me wait." He called back. I looked at Melissa with a grimace. "Well, shit. Guess I better get moving." "I'll be here when you get back." She said with a smile. I was about to lean over and give her a kiss, but thought better of it. Getting up, I hitched the boat trailer to my truck, and started the drive into Breezy Point, where the boat launch was. When I pulled into the boat landing, I could see Mark in the fishing boat, slowing down as he piloted it closer to shore. I hurried and got the trailer backed into the water, just in time for Mark to send the boat coasting up into place. I got out and attached the winch line to the bow of the boat, giving the crank a few turns to draw it snug to the front. Mark grabbed a few last loose items from the boat and hopped out. We got into my truck at the same time, slamming the doors in unison. "Smooth." He said, offering me a fist bump, which I returned with a grin. He lit a smoke, and said. "Let's roll." I pulled out of the boat launch, and headed back towards the cabin. After about a minute of driving, I noticed that Mark was looking at me kinda strange. "What?" I asked. Mark actually looked a little uncomfortable. "So I, uh, know about you and Melissa." My heart sank. I didn't look at him, just kept driving. "I was up super early, and I heard you two going at it." People were going to find out eventually, Melissa had said as much, but so soon? I felt like bursting into tears. "Mark, please don't tell mom and dad!" "Hey!" He said defensively. "I ain't a snitch." "What do you want then?" I pleaded. "I just" He stopped what he was about to say and looked at me intently. "This thing between you two, it's more than just sex isn't it?" I nodded my head. "Much more." He took a drag off his smoke and looked out the window. "I don't want anything. You're my brother, I'll keep my mouth shut. Just. Be more careful, man. If dad knew, he would freak the fuck out, and if mom found out, she'd cry for a week, and then I'd have to kick your ass." I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. Mark had always been kind of a bully to me, as older brothers always were. He could be mean at times, but he was never sadistic, and I knew that deep down, he loved me. Mark smacked my shoulder with the back of his hand. "Hey, I'm actually pretty happy for you. She's a wonderful girl." Another drag off the cigarette. "So is it like, serious serious?" This conversation was going way better than I feared it would, and my relief almost made me dizzy. "Yeah. We have a connection that neither of us thought was possible. We really do love each other." "That's cool, man. Good for you. Should've seen it coming though, you two were always joined at the hip." He cackled at his joke, and I couldn't help but join him. "So, you aren't grossed out that she's my cousin?" "She's your second cousin. That's barely related." He tossed his cigarette butt out the window, then grinned at me. "My little bro is a man now. Gonna have to start calling you Charles." Chapter Ten. It was getting to be mid-afternoon, and slowly the cabin yard was emptying out, with everyone packing up their things and saying their goodbyes. Melissa and I had spent the day just relaxing, lounging on camp chairs, and chatting about nothing in particular with whoever was around. The only things that might have given away our secret, were the occasional unwarranted smile, and the fact that we never strayed very far apart from each other. Which, I guess, actually was pretty normal behavior for the two of us. "I think we should take down our tents." I said. "Yeah." Melissa reluctantly agreed. We had both been putting this task off, because it meant that 'the goodbye' was soon to follow. We collapsed our tents. Then we were both working on rolling them up and stuffing them into their bags. I looked around to see if anyone was nearby. The only people I could see were my parents, both engrossed in books by the fire pit. I moved over and sat on the ground near Melissa. We hadn't had a chance to talk privately all day until now. "I had an interesting chat with my brother this morning." Melissa looked at me curiously, sensing that this wasn't going to be a conversation with a 'light' topic. "He knows about us." Her hands covered her mouth, and her eyes got wide and fearful. I put a calming hand on her arm. "Hey, hey, don't worry. He approves." She took her hands away from her face, but she still looked fearful. "Really?" "Yeah." I said reassuringly. "He's actually happy for us." "He doesn't have a problem with, you know," She gestured back and forth between us. "Cousins?" I shook my head. "It didn't seem to matter at all to him." "We need to be more careful." She said, somewhat relieved, but still worried. "He told me that too." "Wait, how did he find out?" Melissa asked. I scratched the back of my neck, and grimaced. "He said that he... heard us... this morning." "Heard us what... Oh. Oh my god." She said, her face instantly flushing red as she made the realization. "Yeah, so maybe no more sex when there's anyone close enough to overhear." She laughed, but still looked slightly horrified. "Yeah, that's a good idea." She glanced over to my parents, who were now packing things into their car, much too far away to be listening in. She looked back at me, with a familiar gleam in her eye. "Despite how much I want you to fuck my brains out right now." I gazed at her lovingly. I wanted to strip off her clothes and take her right here on the grass and dried leaves. But of course, the situation demanded that I remain content to merely be in her presence. Seemingly on-cue, My dad approached. "We're all packed and the cabin is locked. Did you have a good weekend, Melissa?" She smiled up at him. "It was wonderful. I really missed being here, thanks for having me." "You're always welcome." Then my dad turned to me, and dashed any hopes of staying behind for a while with Melissa after my parents left. "Nobody's used that boat trailer since spring, I'll follow you home just in case there's any trouble." "Okay." I said, trying my best not to sound disappointed. "As soon as your mother is ready, we'll go." As he turned to go, he paused and said. "We really do enjoy your company, Melissa. It's a shame what happened. If there's ever anything you need, all you have to do is ask." Melissa gave him a very sweet heartfelt smile. "Thanks." He nodded, and headed toward his car. "Well, it was really great seeing you again." I said to Melissa, knowing that my dad was probably still within earshot. Catching on immediately to the little show we needed to put on, she responded. "I'll have to try and come back next summer, I really love this place." I stood, and picked up my tent and backpack, holding them in front of my body to conceal an inconvenient bulge. "I'll probably be here." I looked in her eyes, and saw what she couldn't say, that she loved me, and it hurt to have to say goodbye, and there was no way in hell she was going to wait until next summer to see me again. "Cool." She said, picking up her own things. We carried our stuff to our vehicles, and I did a last walk around inspection of the boat and trailer. My mom and dad were in their car, waiting. Melissa walked up as I was getting ready to get in my truck. She gave me a quick, cousin-appropriate, hug. Before she let go, she whispered. "Call me when you get home." She flashed me a smile as she got into her car, and was the first of us to leave the cabin yard. I followed her, and my parents followed me. Melissa turned right at the end of the driveway, towards the road that would lead her home to Duluth. I looked in the rear view mirror, over the roof of my dad's car. The cabin looked lonely, as I always thought it did when everyone left. It would wait, nestled there among the towering pines and oaks, and elms, for people to return and give its existence meaning again. It would wait, patiently yearning, for joy and love to once again make itself whole. To be continued in part 3. 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Paul and Charlie break down some of the good and bad on offense and defense in a day full of both in Green Bay. Offensive coordinator Dan Pitcher joins the Coach's Office presented by R&A Marketing. Also, hear from Barrett Carter and go inside the play that, ultimately, ended Cincinnati's chances in Lambeau.YouTube: https://youtu.be/h6ZNRrBNNowSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

The Packers took down the Bengals 27-18 at Lambeau, but it wasn't always pretty. We break down Sunday's win, from Jordan Morgan's first start at right guard and the offensive line's encouraging process, to Josh Jacobs' gritty 5.2 yards per carry despite puking throughout the day. We dive into Jordan Love's risky interception, the defense's lack of turnovers, and why Edgerrin Cooper's pass rush role must evolve. Plus, injury updates on Lukas Van Ness, Dontayvion Wicks, and Javon Bullard. And the one position the Packers should target before the trade deadline, with potential fits like Calais Campbell and Maliek Collins.

Bengals lose at Lambeau. Pretty Kitty, JoFo, & Timmy Turbo join the podcast to discuss Joe Flacco's many great qualities.

It's time for NFL Week 6 Pick'em (2025) with Variety Sports Network!

Before there were luxury boxes and retractable roofs, there was Lambeau where the turf is frozen, the cheese is sacred, and the fans never sit down. In this episode, we take a walk through the history of the oldest stadium in the NFL. From Curly to Lombardi, ice bowls to beer brats, this is the story of how a small-town team built a legendary home right in the middle of someone's neighborhood.And yes, as a Lions fan, I can admit it… Lambeau is kinda magical. Annoying, but magical.

Off The Bench is back weekdays from 10a to 11a followed by The Stone Shields Show from 11a to noon! The Cincinnati Bengals' 2025 season, once brimming with Super Bowl whispers, has devolved into a sobering 2-3 skid, capped by a humiliating 37-24 home loss to the Detroit Lions on October 5. Jake Browning, thrust into the starting role after Joe Burrow's turf toe surgery sidelined the star QB for months, engineered a late rally with three fourth-quarter touchdown passes to Ja'Marr Chase and Tee Higgins. But it was too little, too late—Detroit's backfield duo of Jahmyr Gibbs and David Montgomery carved up the Bengals' defense for 14 combined scores, tying an NFL record and exposing Cincy's porous run D, which has surrendered 150+ yards in each of the last three defeats. Over the past trio of games, the Bengals have been outscored 113-37, their offense sputtering at a league-worst 17 points per game without Burrow's magic. Browning's eight picks this season scream turnover roulette, while the once-vaunted pass rush—led by Trey Hendrickson—has tallied just five sacks since Week 2. Fans, donning paper bags at Paycor Stadium, are left questioning Zac Taylor's schemes amid a franchise-record futility streak. Now, eyes turn to a daunting Week 6 road tilt against the Green Bay Packers on October 12 at Lambeau Field. Green Bay (2-1-1) enters post-bye, fresh and ferocious, with Jordan Love slinging eight TDs against one INT in four games. Their ground game, powered by Josh Jacobs' 1,300+ yards from a year ago, could feast on Cincy's leaky front. Oddsmakers peg the Pack as 14.5-point favorites, predicting a Bengals upset probability under 40%. Yet, in the shadow of Burrow's eventual return, this could be the grit-check that reignites Bengal Nation—or buries their playoff hopes deeper. Resilience or rout? Lambeau will tell. Music from #InAudio: https://inaudio.org/ Track Name Holy (Trap). Music from #InAudio: https://inaudio.org/ Track Name Exercise (Rock). #Bengals #BengalsRumors #BengalsNews

Dusty Evely joins Monte and Erin to break down their feelings on the Packers through the first quarter of the season. They talk about the Matt LaFleur backlash, look ahead to after the bye, and give their outlook on the future of the team.Plus, they pick how players would negotiate with aliens to save the Earth (yep you read that right!)

Maggie Loney of Pack's What She Said joins Erin and Monte to preview the Packers-Cowboys Sunday night game! They talk about Micah Parsons' return to Dallas, how the offense can get back on track, and the latest on all the injuries piling up for the teams.Plus, they guess what players and coaches around the league would have video tributes for!

Sportswriter Herb Gould joins Rick Kogan to talk about his book, ‘Lambeau: The Epic Life of Earl Louis ‘Curly’ Lambeau, the Man Who Invented the Green Bay Packers’. Herb discusses the influence that both Lambeau and Chicago Bears founder George Halas had on the growth and rising popularity of the NFL.

The Green Bay Packers are 2–0 and fans are walking on air!

Green Bay Packers safety Evan Williams joins Richard Sherman to talk about his growth from NFL rookie to year two, the move from Fresno State to Oregon, and his welcome-to-the-league moment. Williams breaks down the Packers’ young, hungry defense, the impact of Micah Parsons coming over from the Dallas Cowboys, and how Defensive Coordinator Jeff Hafley has built trust and freedom into the secondary. Plus, Williams shares his goals for the season, thoughts on Jordan Love and Josh Jacobs leading the offense, and why Green Bay’s culture and fans make Lambeau so special. 00:00 - Intro00:40 – Evan Williams on Year 2 growth & confidence03:00 – Transferring to Oregon & Senior Bowl journey07:01 – Welcome-to-the-NFL moment vs. Dolphins14:26 – Micah Parsons’ impact on the Packers defense25:51 – Jordan Love, Josh Jacobs & the Packers offense28:19 – Williams’ goals & Super Bowl mindsetSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Kyle is joined by Anthony Armstrong to help breakdown the 27-18 Loss to the Packers, who will step up after injuries, and biggest concerns looking forward. Then he wraps up the show by answering fan questions!!Support the show

Time to Get Up with the new legends of Lambeau - the Packers Parsons Party is in full effect - are they about to bring the title back to Titletown? Meanwhile - Jayden no longer in command - we'll tell you if this was a bad game or bad sign for the dudes from DC! And - the best revenge is living well, but will the Chiefs championship hopes still have life if they can't avenge a Super Bowl blowout against the Birds? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Despite the final score, Packers cruise to a White Out Win at Lambeau over the Commanders I The impact Micah Parsons has had in Green Bay I What is going on in Miami with the Dolphins?

The  @packers  showed the  @commanders  it's levels to this in the NFC tonight. Here's our recap!#commanders #packers #nfl #week2 #jaydendaniels #jordanloveInstagram: www.instagram.com/bleedingbngX: www.x.com/bleedinbngSubscribe to @bleedingbng on YouTube!https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCA_0eurZCP6asZeedPJAe0wFollow our host: @stunnashowtime www.instagram.com/stunnashowtime

Get ready for an intense NFC showdown as the Green Bay Packers host the Washington Commanders in Week 2, fresh off impressive season openers. Host Ryan Schlipp breaks down Washington's unique offensive philosophy under Cliff Kingsbury, highlighting Jayden Daniels' mobility and tempo-driven plays that stress defenses. On the flip side, explore how the Packers' upgraded lineup, including Micah Parsons, could exploit the Commanders' vulnerabilities for a home-field advantage. In-depth look at Washington's run-first offense, RPO concepts, and deep passing evolution, matched against Green Bay's zone coverage and simulated pressures. Analysis of the Commanders' hybrid defense, run game improvements, and blitz packages, with strategies for Jordan Love to attack single-high coverage. Key insights on player props, expert picks, and matchup stats, including Daniels' scramble threats and the Packers' play-action efficiency. Discussion on home-field energy at Lambeau potentially disrupting Washington's no-huddle rhythm. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Subscribe now for more Packers breakdowns, leave a rating and review to help us grow, and join the conversation on social media with #PackernetPodcast. Tune in tomorrow for Victory Friday reactions! To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast

Get ready for an intense NFC showdown as the Green Bay Packers host the Washington Commanders in Week 2, fresh off impressive season openers. Host Ryan Schlipp breaks down Washington's unique offensive philosophy under Cliff Kingsbury, highlighting Jayden Daniels' mobility and tempo-driven plays that stress defenses. On the flip side, explore how the Packers' upgraded lineup, including Micah Parsons, could exploit the Commanders' vulnerabilities for a home-field advantage. In-depth look at Washington's run-first offense, RPO concepts, and deep passing evolution, matched against Green Bay's zone coverage and simulated pressures. Analysis of the Commanders' hybrid defense, run game improvements, and blitz packages, with strategies for Jordan Love to attack single-high coverage. Key insights on player props, expert picks, and matchup stats, including Daniels' scramble threats and the Packers' play-action efficiency. Discussion on home-field energy at Lambeau potentially disrupting Washington's no-huddle rhythm. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Subscribe now for more Packers breakdowns, leave a rating and review to help us grow, and join the conversation on social media with #PackernetPodcast. Tune in tomorrow for Victory Friday reactions! To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast

Luke and Devin break down the week 1 victory over the rival Lions, look forward to the Thursday matchup with the Commanders, and discuss other news around the league.

Time to Get Up with chapter two in the book of Micah - Jayden Daniels headed to Lambeau - could this be a preview of the NFC title tilt? Meanwhile - we've got a Super Bowl rematch on tap - and we've got one number that says the Chiefs HAVE TO win this game or it may be over this fast! And they're not alone - we'll explain why all these contenders will become pretenders if they don't take care of business right now!!! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

In this episode of Shot of Michigan Sports, the guys discuss: (00:00) = Weekly Check-Ins (20:00) = Pookies and Dookies (30:00) = MSU vs BC Recap (1:00:00) = Michigan vs Oklahoma Recap (1:30:00) = Lions vs Packers Recap We'd really appreciate it if you followed, reviewed and shared our podcast with a friend. If you would like a question answered on the show, please text or leave a voicemail at 984-444-9286. Be sure to follow us for weekly show clips and other content. TikTok: @shotofms Instagram: @shotofms Twitter: @shotofms YouTube: Shot of Michigan Sports

t wasn't a clean win on offense but a dominant one nonetheless, thanks to the defense and how bad Russell Wilson was. The Commanders took care of business with a 21-6 win against the Giants and start the season 1-0. Now for the true early test…the Green Bay Packers in Lambeau. This week we discuss how close the game will be and how we expect a bounce back for the offense._____________________________Intro & Outro: "Fast Life" (Shut Your Face Theme Song) by SanjayCCheck out his YouTube channel: youtube.com/sanjayc

Alex and KJ recap the Packers DOMINANT win over the Detroit Lions in Week 1. What did the brothers see out there? How would they describe the Micah Parsons effect? Talking all the great plays, players, and moments from an electric start to the season and more - Welcome back to the IKE Packers Podcast!Help the show by telling another Packers fan! Other ways to contribute are by leaving a 5-star review on Apple Podcasts and subscribing wherever you get your podcasts.@IKE_Packers on X

Czabe recaps a story-filled Week 1 of the NFL Season, with Rodgers win vs. the Jets as a headline. For a guy who protests how much he doesn't "care" he sure does remember a lot of shit. Move over Andre Kristacovitchlalinski Jr. Andre Szymt says "hold my beer." ANDY POLLIN on the Commanders win, and our showdown coming Thursday night at Lambeau. The Packers defense looks absolutely sick with Micah Parsons. The Final Karen Boss showed her face in Miami. Why Andy would have never backed down, and why I think he's missing the bigger picture. MORE.....Our Sponsors:* Check out Hims: https://hims.com/CZABE* Check out Indeed: https://indeed.com/CZABEAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Holy crap, Packers fans - what a way to kick off the season! Green Bay absolutely demolished the Detroit Lions in a statement win that had Lambeau roaring and Lions fans in full meltdown mode. From Micah Parsons terrorizing the line to Jordan Love slinging dimes, this opener felt like a total vibe shift for the Pack. Fan calls flood in with hype over the defense's relentless pressure, including sacks from Wyatt, Gary, Van Ness, and Parsons' chaos despite limited snaps. Evan Williams snags a sick interception, while callers roast NFL taunting penalties as "woke culture BS" ruining the game's edge. Josh Jacobs bulldozes for key runs, and the O-line holds strong even after Zach Tom's injury scare. Big laughs on everything from dog treats during the game to punting hamsters - pure After Dark chaos. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Smash that subscribe button, drop a rating, and hit us up on social with your hot takes - let's keep the party going! #GoPackGo #PackersWin #MicahParsons #NFCSmackdown To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast

Detroit Lions vs. Green Bay Packers: Week 1 Post Game Show & Reactions The long wait is finally over—the Detroit Lions kicked off their 2025 NFL season against the Green Bay Packers in Week 1, renewing one of football's fiercest rivalries. No matter the outcome on the scoreboard, this opening matchup gave us plenty to talk about, and our latest post game show is here to dive deep into every angle. From key plays to NFC North implications, and with your live calls adding unfiltered fan energy, we're bringing the full breakdown for Lions fans everywhere. A Rivalry That Defines the NFC North Few rivalries in the NFL stir emotion quite like Detroit Lions vs. Green Bay Packers. This isn't just a Week 1 contest—it's a battle layered with history, pride, and playoff implications before September has even ended. In our post game reaction, we'll discuss how the Lions' offseason adjustments translated onto the field, what the Packers showed under pressure, and how both teams may have set the tone for the 2025 season. Did the Lions' revamped defense disrupt Green Bay's rhythm? Could the Packers' offensive adjustments hold up against Detroit's aggressive pass rush? These are the big questions we'll unpack. Listeners will also hear us weigh in on where this rivalry currently stands. Is Detroit cementing its rise to true divisional dominance, or did Green Bay remind the league that Lambeau's shadow still looms large? Fans' Calls and Reactions: The Heart of the Show Our post game show isn't complete without your voice. Throughout the episode, we take live calls from fans reacting in real time to opening week's game 1. Some callers will celebrate, others will vent—but all will reflect the passion that makes Lions football so unique. Did the offense look sharp out of the gate? Were there costly mistakes that brought frustration? How does this result shape early perceptions of Detroit's NFC North campaign? These fan perspectives bring the raw emotion that makes the podcast more than just analysis—it's a true community reaction space. While Week 1 never decides the year, it always tells us something. Whether it was a statement win or a tough learning experience, this game against the Packers is a measuring stick for what lies ahead in 2025. From player performances to coaching decisions, we'll break down the details and preview how the Lions can build momentum in the weeks to come. Detroit Lions fans know one thing for certain: this post game show is the place to react, analyze, and look forward. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VgkGLk_giAk Let us know what you think about the show by commenting in the podcast thread in the subreddit, or by leaving us a voice mail message via Skype at: Detroit Lions Podcast  Your input will help make the show better, and if you leave us a message on Skype, you just might be featured in an upcoming podcast! You can also give us a call at (929) 33-Lions. Get yourself a Classic Detroit t-shirt here! Don't miss our great merch selection in the Detroit Lions Podcast store. Looking for the relief that CBD products can bring? Click here: https://bit.ly/2XzawlG Get your Lions Gear at: https://bit.ly/2Ooo5Px As an Amazon Associate we earn from qualifying purchases made here: https://amzn.to/36e2ZfD Donate Direct at: https://bit.ly/2qnEtFj Join the Patreon Crew at: https://bit.ly/2bgQgyj #lions #detroitlions #detroitlionspodcast #onepride #nfl #goff #jaredgoff #greenbay #packers #greenbaypackers #jordanlove #love #nfcnorth #north Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Holy crap, Packers fans - what a way to kick off the season! Green Bay absolutely demolished the Detroit Lions in a statement win that had Lambeau roaring and Lions fans in full meltdown mode. From Micah Parsons terrorizing the line to Jordan Love slinging dimes, this opener felt like a total vibe shift for the Pack. Fan calls flood in with hype over the defense's relentless pressure, including sacks from Wyatt, Gary, Van Ness, and Parsons' chaos despite limited snaps. Evan Williams snags a sick interception, while callers roast NFL taunting penalties as "woke culture BS" ruining the game's edge. Josh Jacobs bulldozes for key runs, and the O-line holds strong even after Zach Tom's injury scare. Big laughs on everything from dog treats during the game to punting hamsters - pure After Dark chaos. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Smash that subscribe button, drop a rating, and hit us up on social with your hot takes - let's keep the party going! #GoPackGo #PackersWin #MicahParsons #NFCSmackdown To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast

Aidan is back with three winners and three losers from NFL Week 1—no “moral victories,” just who truly helped or hurt their season outlook!Winners49ers – Gritty road win in Seattle, CMC back in full force despite injuries; late Bosa strip-sack seals it.Bills – Instant classic comeback vs. Ravens; Allen plants an early MVP flag.Chargers – Clean late-game execution vs. the Chiefs in Brazil; Herbert delivers when it mattered most against the big bad bully.LosersFalcons – Missed a statement at home vs. Bucs; Penix era has to cash chances late.Lions – Post–Ben Johnson offense looked stuck in mud at Lambeau; chunk plays missing.Giants – O-line overwhelmed, predictable script, sideline buy-in in question; QB carousel watch begins.Drop your own W/L lists below and tell us what we missed!Subscribe for weekly recaps, instant reactions, and mini breakdowns all season.

6:00 HOUR: Not a "good" morning, We review all that went wrong in Lambeau

8:00 HOUR: More reaction to the Lions' loss in Lambeau

Dive into the electric vibe of Packers fandom as callers unleash raw excitement over the Micah Parsons trade, trash-talking rivals, and gearing up for a Week One beatdown of the Lions at Lambeau. From savage rants against "knee-biting douchebags" in Detroit to bold Super Bowl predictions, this episode captures the unfiltered passion that's got everyone fired up. No more excuses—it's time for Green Bay to reclaim the NFC North throne. Callers vent frustration at media flip-flopping on Parsons: "Y'all wanted him, now he's trash? Don't switch up!" Season win predictions roll in at 12-13 wins, with AI even calling 15-2, highlighting Parsons as the game-changer. Deep dives on linebackers like Quay Walker and McDuffie, plus concerns over Lions' shaky O-line and coordinator changes. Hilarious rival takedowns, including breaking Bears fans' spirits again and mocking Vikings' irrelevance. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Subscribe now, drop a rating and review to fuel the fire, and hit us up on social with your own hot takes—let's keep the energy rolling into Week One. #GoPackGo #PackersNation #AfterDarkVibes To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast

Dive into the electric vibe of Packers fandom as callers unleash raw excitement over the Micah Parsons trade, trash-talking rivals, and gearing up for a Week One beatdown of the Lions at Lambeau. From savage rants against "knee-biting douchebags" in Detroit to bold Super Bowl predictions, this episode captures the unfiltered passion that's got everyone fired up. No more excuses—it's time for Green Bay to reclaim the NFC North throne. Callers vent frustration at media flip-flopping on Parsons: "Y'all wanted him, now he's trash? Don't switch up!" Season win predictions roll in at 12-13 wins, with AI even calling 15-2, highlighting Parsons as the game-changer. Deep dives on linebackers like Quay Walker and McDuffie, plus concerns over Lions' shaky O-line and coordinator changes. Hilarious rival takedowns, including breaking Bears fans' spirits again and mocking Vikings' irrelevance. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Subscribe now, drop a rating and review to fuel the fire, and hit us up on social with your own hot takes—let's keep the energy rolling into Week One. #GoPackGo #PackersNation #AfterDarkVibes To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast

Holy smokes, Packers fans—Micah Parsons is officially in green and gold, and the After Dark lines lit up like Lambeau on game day! Callers couldn't contain their hype over this blockbuster trade, ditching two first-rounders and Kenny Clark for a generational edge rusher who's about to terrorize NFC North QBs. From Bears fans' delusional coping to dreams of Rashan Gary and Parsons pancaking everyone, this episode is pure chaos and celebration. Jared kicks off comparing Parsons to Reggie White and hyping the insane edge rotation with LVN in the NASCAR package. Benny calls in multiple times, roasting Bears trolls, defending the "overpay," and predicting a defense that makes everyone thrive—no more double-teams on Gary! Nate vents about the steep price tag but admits this all-in move could be legendary, while Craig feels the goosebumps for the Lions game bedlam. Bridge piles on the rival hate, calling out Lions and Bears fans' pathetic excuses, and teases destroying Jared Goff and Caleb Williams. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Smash that subscribe button, drop a rating, and hit us up on social with your takes—let's keep the After Dark energy rolling. Tease: More trade fallout next time! To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast #Packers #MicahParsons #GoPackGo #AfterDark

Holy smokes, Packers fans—Micah Parsons is officially in green and gold, and the After Dark lines lit up like Lambeau on game day! Callers couldn't contain their hype over this blockbuster trade, ditching two first-rounders and Kenny Clark for a generational edge rusher who's about to terrorize NFC North QBs. From Bears fans' delusional coping to dreams of Rashan Gary and Parsons pancaking everyone, this episode is pure chaos and celebration. Jared kicks off comparing Parsons to Reggie White and hyping the insane edge rotation with LVN in the NASCAR package. Benny calls in multiple times, roasting Bears trolls, defending the "overpay," and predicting a defense that makes everyone thrive—no more double-teams on Gary! Nate vents about the steep price tag but admits this all-in move could be legendary, while Craig feels the goosebumps for the Lions game bedlam. Bridge piles on the rival hate, calling out Lions and Bears fans' pathetic excuses, and teases destroying Jared Goff and Caleb Williams. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Smash that subscribe button, drop a rating, and hit us up on social with your takes—let's keep the After Dark energy rolling. Tease: More trade fallout next time! To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast #Packers #MicahParsons #GoPackGo #AfterDark

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Time to Get Up with the defending champs - who do NOT want any part of defending their title? It makes sense to them - we'll explain why they're right! Meanwhile - the MVP's set to go head to head again, in a September to remember showdown that will matter in January! Plus - will the Parsons package lead to a Lambeau leap and put the title back in title town?! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Hour 1 The Mets beat the Tigers again and Nolan McLean pitched great again after having a rough start to the game. Boomer would start him first in a playoff series. Max Fried pitched well against Houston last night. We also talked about Astros pitcher Framber Valdez purposely crossing up his catcher and hitting him in the chest with a fastball. Jerry is here for his first update of the day, but first Boomer compared McLean to Tom Seaver, so that's where we're at this morning. The Tigers' broadcasters seemed very impressed with his pitching. The Yankees won in Houston with a Trent Grisham grand slam. In the final segment of the hour, the Giants have listed Jaxson Dart as the backup quarterback to Russell Wilson instead of having Jameis Winston as the number two. Boomer likes the move. We also talked about Andrew Thomas' injury. Hour 2 Rich Cimini tweeted that Vivid Seats claims there will be 48% Steelers fans at the Jets home opener on Sunday. Gio thinks that's a bad look for the opening game. Steelers fans do travel well, but almost half the stadium? A caller said Evan Roberts sold his Jets tix for the Steelers game. Callers said they sell their tickets because MetLife is the worst stadium in the NFL. Jerry returns for an update and compares Al Dukes to Adam Schein in their takes on the upcoming Bills season. The agent for Micah Parsons was on with Pat McAfee and said he did not tell Jerry Jones to stick the contract offer up his butt. Dan Campbell is excited to be going to Lambeau for week one. The Mets won again in Detroit as Nolan McLean had another impressive outing. The Yankees beat Houston as Jazz Chisholm hit two home runs. Rafael Devers homered against Colorado and the benches cleared because he admired it. In the final segment of the hour, Boomer wondered which college head coaching job is the toughest. Hour 3 The Sporting News ranked all the NFL starting quarterbacks. Tua was ranked 28th! Justin Fields is at 24. Russell Wilson is at 23. Boomer said the Colts have lost 11 straight season openers. Gio wonders why Phil Simms is not joining us on Wednesdays this football season. Jerry returns for an update and starts with Micah Parsons and if he will need an epidural to play in week 1. Mike Gundy did a commercial for a wireless company doing a parody of his, ‘I'm a man, I'm 40!' Jerry went around the NFL including Mike Tomlin on Justin Fields. The Yankees beat the Astros as Grisham hit a grand slam and Jazz hit 2 home runs. Bob Does Sports asked Aaron Boone about fans in the Legends seats eating instead of sitting in the seats. The Mets got another great performance from Nolan McLean and they beat the Tigers. In the final segment of the hour, we got Boomer & Gio stickers for our laptops when on TV. We also talked more about Micah Parsons getting an epidural. Steve in Atlanta checks in and says his wife gave birth ‘on all fours'. Hour 4 Earlier in the show, Boomer said that Mets pitcher Nolan McLean reminded him of Tom Seaver, and we thought that was a bit over the top. All the old people are calling, agreeing with Boomer. Jerry returns for his final update of the day and starts with the Mets win in Detroit, including the Tigers' broadcasters who seemed amazed by McLean. The Yankees won in Houston as Trent Grisham hit another grand slam. Dianna Russini said Alijah Vera Tucker suffered a potentially serious injury and could miss significant time. Adam Schefter said it's an arm injury and may require surgery. The Moment of The Day: Is Phil Simms joining us this football season? In the final segment of the show, we talked more about the breaking news on Tucker's significant arm injury.

Rich Cimini tweeted that Vivid Seats claims there will be 48% Steelers fans at the Jets home opener on Sunday. Gio thinks that's a bad look for the opening game. Steelers fans do travel well, but almost half the stadium? A caller said Evan Roberts sold his Jets tix for the Steelers game. Callers said they sell their tickets because MetLife is the worst stadium in the NFL. Jerry returns for an update and compares Al Dukes to Adam Schein in their takes on the upcoming Bills season. The agent for Micah Parsons was on with Pat McAfee and said he did not tell Jerry Jones to stick the contract offer up his butt. Dan Campbell is excited to be going to Lambeau for week one. The Mets won again in Detroit as Nolan McLean had another impressive outing. The Yankees beat Houston as Jazz Chisholm hit two home runs. Rafael Devers homered against Colorado and the benches cleared because he admired it. In the final segment of the hour, Boomer wondered which college head coaching job is the toughest.

Jerry returns for an update and compares Al Dukes to Adam Schein in their takes on the upcoming Bills season. The agent for Micah Parsons was on with Pat McAfee and said he did not tell Jerry Jones to stick the contract offer up his butt. Dan Campbell is excited to be going to Lambeau for week one.

Deep in the frozen tundra of Lambeau Field, there's a pattern that goes beyond coincidence. Every generation, when a Hall of Fame quarterback aligns with an elite defensive force, something awakens in Green Bay. Call it destiny, call it supernatural, or call it the Lambeau Beast. In this episode, we explore the mystical connection between legendary Packers duos: Reggie White and Brett Favre dominating the 90s, Aaron Rodgers and Charles Woodson controlling the 2010s, and now Jordan Love potentially paired with the next defensive superstar. Is there really something supernatural about Titletown? Why do these perfect pairings keep emerging in Green Bay? And what does it mean for the future of the franchise? We dive deep into the numbers, the legends, and the eerie patterns that make Green Bay different from every other NFL franchise. Whether you believe in football folklore or just love great analysis, this episode will change how you see the Green and Gold forever. The beast is real, and it's time to understand what makes Lambeau truly legendary.

Deep in the frozen tundra of Lambeau Field, there's a pattern that goes beyond coincidence. Every generation, when a Hall of Fame quarterback aligns with an elite defensive force, something awakens in Green Bay. Call it destiny, call it supernatural, or call it the Lambeau Beast. In this episode, we explore the mystical connection between legendary Packers duos: Reggie White and Brett Favre dominating the 90s, Aaron Rodgers and Charles Woodson controlling the 2010s, and now Jordan Love potentially paired with the next defensive superstar. Is there really something supernatural about Titletown? Why do these perfect pairings keep emerging in Green Bay? And what does it mean for the future of the franchise? We dive deep into the numbers, the legends, and the eerie patterns that make Green Bay different from every other NFL franchise. Whether you believe in football folklore or just love great analysis, this episode will change how you see the Green and Gold forever. The beast is real, and it's time to understand what makes Lambeau truly legendary.

“I just want our guys to start with the end in mind. If you hoist a Lombardi trophy, you'll be remembered forever. That is something no one can take away from you, when you die people will remember your name, and that's your legacy.” Matt LaFleur Green Bay Packers What a whirlwind of 24 hours as the Packers welcome the NFL's best overall player, Micah Parsons, to Green Bay. As our NFL training camp tour winds down and we are just days before the 2025 NFL season kicks off, Packers head coach Matt LaFleur sits down with Ryan Clark, Fred Taylor, and Channing Crowder on The Pivot Podcast for a rare and candid conversation as the guys discuss what it will take to get the Packers over the hump and to the Super Bowl. After back to back years of "almosts" and tough breaks, Coach shares his mindset heading into the new NFL season and the early message he shared with the team. LaFleur opens up about his journey from young offensive coordinator to one of the most consistent head coaches in the league, and how he's evolved as a leader since taking over in Green Bay. In this exclusive interview, LaFleur discusses life after Aaron Rodgers, the development of Jordan Love, and what it's really like coaching in one of the most storied franchises in football. He reflects on playoff heartbreaks, locker room culture, and how he keeps his team locked in despite the constant media noise. The crew presses him on leadership, accountability, and how he balances high expectations with staying true to himself. Whether you're a die-hard Packers fan or just love the game, this episode delivers insight, laughs, and plenty of behind-the-scenes stories from one of the NFL's sharpest minds. Don't forget to comment, like and hit subscribe. We love hearing from you Pivot family! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Dive into the electric vibes of Packers preseason as fans call in with raw reactions to Matthew Golden's breakout performance and that dominant D-line pressure – it's got us all hyped for real football! From debating GM Brian Gutekunst's savvy trades like snagging Darian Kennard to pondering if backups like Malik Willis can actually deliver depth, this episode unpacks the anxiety and optimism heading into Week 1 against the Lions. We're breaking down roster cuts, injury worries, and why MVS might not fit back in Green Bay's explosive offense. Fans rave about Golden's speed and hands, calling him a draft steal that could transform the receiving corps. Deep dives on O-line upgrades and Gutekunst's process – is he a genius or just reactive? Controversial takes on preseason metrics for backups and whether depth correlates to regular-season wins. Excitement builds for the Lions matchup, with calls predicting a statement beatdown at Lambeau. This episode is brought to you by PrizePicks! Use code PACKDADDY and visit https://prizepicks.onelink.me/LME0/PACKDADDY to get started with America's #1 fantasy sports app. Subscribe, rate, and review to keep the After Dark vibes rolling – share your hot takes on social with #PackernetAfterDark! Tease: More roster fallout and Week 1 previews coming soon. To advertise on this podcast please email: ad-sales@libsyn.com Or go to: https://advertising.libsyn.com/packernetpodcast

Boy oh boy Packers fans did we watch a rough season opener on Saturday. Green Bay got rocked by the Jets and looked worse in the process. Coming to you with instant reaction and thoughts is Alex and KJ - Welcome back to the IKE Packers Podcast!Help the show by telling another Packers fan! Other ways to contribute are by leaving a 5-star review on Apple Podcasts and subscribing wherever you get your podcasts.@IKE_Packers on X