Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2003 06:33:06 +0000
From: crnhskrfn77@comcast.net
Subject: Youth Baseball, part 5

The usual warnings still apply.  If you are too young to be reading this
kind of material, or are just offended by it, leave now.  All parts of this
story are pure fiction.


The alarm clock was set to go off at quarter til 6, but I had set my watch
alarm to wake me about 5:30 am.  I knew it was soft enough that it wouldn't
wake the boys, but just loud enough to get my attention.  As soon as it
started beeping, I turned it off.  I turned and looked at my beautiful
Tommy sleeping next to me.  God, I just couldn't get enough of this young
boy.

I reached into his boxers, and felt his 12-year-old dick while he slept.
Last night had been a night of discovery for him, and one of great passion
for me.  I would like to have played with his dick all morning, but had set
my watch early for a reason.  I had decided after Tommy went to sleep last
night to grant his wish and include Kyle and Jeff in our fun, if it could
be done without anyone finding out.  I wanted to talk to Tommy this
morning, and maybe secretly give them something that would have them
wondering all day.  I shook Tommy awake.

As he opened his eyes, I whispered "Good morning Tommy."

"Hi", he whispered back.

"Do you still think you want to include Kyle and Jeff in our games?"

"Yeah, Greg, I really want to.  I love seeing them naked, and want to do
stuff with them too."

"Do you think they will want to, and will keep it a secret, like our play
has to be kept a secret?"

"Yeah, I think they will want to, and I know they will keep the secret.  We
showed each other our dicks before, and nobody told."

"OK, but make sure nobody else is around when you talk to them.  And wait
until I am not around, or they might get nervous.  Now, do you want to play
a little joke on them with me that might get them thinking about things?"

"Yea - what are we going to do?"

"Be very quiet, and come with me."  We got out of bed and stood over Kyle's
sleeping form.  Both boys still appeared to be sleeping soundly on their
backs, but I had to make sure.  I lightly let my fingers brush over Kyle's
chest, and when he didn't move, I reached across and did the same to Jeff.
Again, I sensed no movement or wakening.

I whispered to Tommy: "I am going to go around to Jeff's side of the bed.
You do exactly to Kyle what I do to Jeff, but be very careful so we don't
wake them up."

"OK", he whispered back, and I moved around to Jeff's side of the bed.  I
again let my fingers trail across Jeff's chest, and he didn't move.  Tommy
copied me, brushing his fingers over Kyle's chest.  I then let them brush
across the soft dick in Jeff's briefs, and Tommy did the same to Kyle's
dick through his boxers.

With no movement from either boy, I decided to move ahead.  I very slowly
started to pull Jeff's briefs down, moving very gently so I wouldn't wake
him up as they slid under his butt.  Tommy's eyes got real big, and then he
smiled.  He started to do the same to Kyle, and gave him a hand signal to
take it slow and easy.  Now both boys were lying there with their underwear
around their thighs.

I continued removing Jeff's underwear, pulling them gently down his legs,
and over his feet, and Tommy did the same to Kyle.  Now both boys lay
there, two totally naked, sleeping visions of beauty.  I handed Jeff's
underwear to Tommy, and took Kyle's from him.  Tommy looked at me
questioningly.

I took Kyle's underwear, and started slowly putting it on Jeff, being very
careful still not to wake him.  Tommy quickly got the idea, smiled, and
started putting Jeff's white briefs on Kyle.  I knew Kyle's small boxers
would be very tight on Jeff, and didn't think I could pull them on all the
way without waking him, so when I got them up to his crotch I stopped, and
again, Tommy did the same.

Now I leaned over and gave Jeff's soft dick a little lick, and Tommy did
the same to Kyle.  I could see Tommy was enjoying this immensely.

I glanced at the clock, and realized we were almost out of time.  I reached
over and took Kyle's closest hand and placed it on Jeff's crotch, then
gently pulled Kyle's tight boxers over Kyle's hand and Jeff's crotch, not
trying to get them under Jeff's butt, just leaving them down in the back.
Tommy did the same, gently placing Jeff's closest hand on Kyle's crotch,
and covering them with Jeff's white briefs.

I quickly moved back around the bed, and moved Tommy towards our bed.  "Now
lay back down and pretend to be asleep quickly," I whispered.

We both got back into bed, and I had us both lay on our sides facing away
from the other bed.  "When the alarm goes off, don't react too fast.  Just
pretend to be coming out of a deep sleep," I whispered in Tommy's ear.  No
sooner had I told this to Tommy, and the alarm started its insistent wake
up call.

I slowly started to stretch, not turning toward the alarm clock and the
other bed just yet.  I heard mumbling from the other bed of "what the
heck..." and "how did...what the...oh shit."  I heard rustling come from
the other bed as I continued to stretch and rolled over to reach for the
alarm.  Tommy meanwhile had turned on to his back and was rubbing his eyes.

As I turned the alarm off, I looked over at the other bed and said "Morning
guys.  Sleep good?"

They had pulled the sheet over themselves (the rustling I had heard) and
were looking very confused and embarrassed.  They could not figure out what
had happened.

I swung my legs out of bed and stood, saying "Mind if I catch the first
shower?"

"No, go ahead," they stammered, still red in the face, and wondering what
was going on.  I headed into the bathroom, smiling once my back was to
them.  In the bathroom, I quickly shed my shorts, turned on the shower, and
climbed in.  I thought to myself that the looks on the faces of Kyle and
Jeff had been priceless, and the thought of possibly playing with them
tonight excited me.  Just then I heard the door open and Tommy ask if it
was ok to come in and pee.  "Sure," I called out.

As soon as the door closed, Tommy stuck his head in the shower curtain, and
said soft enough that the other boys wouldn't hear over the shower, "That
was great Greg!  They look confused, embarrassed, but a little excited
too."

"Don't give them any hint that we did that, even when you talk to them
later.  Just let them wonder, and let it excite them.  I don't think they
have any idea what happened, and probably figure the other one made the
switch," I told him.

Tommy agreed, took a pee, and left the bathroom.  I finished showering,
dried off, and pulled on clean briefs.  When I came out to the room, I
noticed that Jeff and Kyle were both up, and in their own underwear.  They
must have made the switch while Tommy was in with me, I thought.  They were
both still kind of red faced, and not really looking at each other.

Tommy headed back into the bathroom to take the next shower, and started
getting dressed.  To further insure their confusion, I said "Boy did I
sleep great last night...didn't wake up once.  I'm excited about today's
first game."

The two confused boys just looked at each other and shrugged their
shoulders, as if to say who knows what happened.  Jeff got up, got a clean
pair of briefs, and waited by the bathroom door.  I noticed that he had a
hard on as he went by me.  Kyle reached for the remote, and turned on some
cartoons while he waited.  I noticed that his dick was tenting his boxers,
but it began to subside as he focused on the television.

I hurried the boys along so we wouldn't be late, and we after they were
clean and dressed in their uniforms, we hooked up with the rest of the team
and headed for the diner.  Jeff and Kyle sat with Rick and Ronnie at a
table in the corner.  I saw a lot of whispering back and forth, and nervous
giggles, but none of them ever looked over at the table where Tommy and I
were sitting with Bob and my nephew, so I don't think they suspected us at
all.

After a quick breakfast we headed to the ball fields for our first game of
the day.  Since we had lost yesterday afternoon, we had to win this morning
to move into the championship brackets this afternoon.  After the three
coaches warmed the boys up for about half an hour, (Stan, the third coach
had arrived last night), they gathered the team in the dugout.  Bob spoke
to the boys.

"This is it guys.  If we win this game, we get into the championship
bracket this afternoon.  If not, we will be done for the weekend.  No
matter what happens, remember, all of us coaches think you guys are great,
and we are proud of you.  And your folks are too.  Now lets go win another
ball game!"

With that, the boys all broke out in cheers, and the nine who were starting
headed out to take up their positions on the field.  Jim's boy Danny was
going to be our starting pitcher, and took the mound to warm up.  I looked
over to the other dugout, and checked out their boys.  They appeared to be
about the same size as our kids.  Their first batter came out of the
dugout, and started swinging a bat to loosen up.  He was a damn cute kid.

The game got underway, and Danny was doing a good job from the mound.  He
allowed only 2 hits, both singles, and finished the top of the inning
without allowing a score.  Our team started off the bottom of the inning
with a walk and a single, but couldn't do anymore, and the inning ended in
a scoreless tie.  Great pitching and defense prevailed on both sides, and
at the end of three there was still no score.

At the beginning of the fourth inning, Bob put Tommy into pitch.  Though he
wasn't my son, my heart swelled with pride as the boy I had been intimate
with last night took the mound.  He looked great out there in his clean
uniform, a look of concentration on his face as he began his warm up
pitches.  Tommy and the boys got us through the top of the 4th with no
scoring and then came the bottom of the fourth.  Tommy led off with a
single, followed by my nephew who just got one past their first baseman for
a base hit.  Their outfielder hustled the ball back in, and we had runners
at first and second.  Next up was Rick, who struck out, to be followed by
Jeff.  Jeff got our third single of the inning, loading the bases.

Ryan, who was playing second base this morning, came up next.  Ryan is one
of our fastest runners, and was a proficient hitter as well.  Ryan fouled
away the first pitch, and watched an outside ball go by to bring the count
to one and one.  On the next pitch, he hit a grounder right to their
shortstop, who alertly threw home getting the force on Tommy, and their
pitcher quickly tossed the ball back the their third baseman, narrowly
beating my nephew to give them a double play and end the inning.  We were
on our way to the fifth, and looking at my watch, I realized, final inning.
A tie wasn't going to get it done, and we were quickly running out of time.

Facing their first batter, Tommy quickly got behind in the count, and
walked him.  He made up for it by striking out their next man, but in the
process, their runner on first stole second.  Their third boy up singled,
but the boy on 2nd didn't have a chance to advance.  On the very next
pitch, the ball was slapped into the outfield, scoring the first run for
the opposition.  Bob headed to the mound.  I watched as he talked softly to
Tommy with his hand on Tommy's shoulder.  Tommy nodded, agreeing with what
Bob whatever Bob was telling him.  Bob headed back to the dugout, and Tommy
stayed on the mound.  The opposing team again had runners at first and
second.  Tommy checked the runners, and quickly threw the ball to first
base.  He had caught their boy with a sizeable lead off base and picked him
off, leaving a man on 2nd, and 2 outs.  I could see Tommy practically glow
with confidence.

The next boy came up to the plate.  He was a big boy, and I hoped Tommy
could get him.  After 4 pitches, the count was 2 and 2.  Tommy checked the
runner at second, set, and hurled the ball towards home plate.  I held my
breath as the boys bat came around.  CRACK!  The ball sailed up and out,
heading toward the centerfield fence.  At the same time, I saw Kyle, who
was playing center field this inning, take off.  Kyle is small, but he can
run.  It was going to be close.  As the ball was coming down, Kyle was
still on the run, his little legs churning, and he reached out with his
glove.  He hit the ground, rolled, and came back to his feet, pulling the
ball from his glove and holding it up for everyone to see.  Our team
erupted in cheers as Kyle came trotting back in.  But the damage had been
done, and we were down one run to zero, with our last chance at bat coming
up.

The opposing team had put in a fresh boy on the mound and he looked good.
He was.  He quickly struck out our first two batters, leaving his team one
out away from sending us home.  Jeremy came up to bat for us, and he looked
nervous.  He watched the first three pitches go by, resulting in 2 balls
and a called strike.  The fourth pitch he took a cut at, and fouled it
back.  He was now facing a 2 and 2 count.  He tightened up on his bat, and
took his stance.  As the pitch neared the mound he started his swing, and
connected!  The ball blooped out over their short stop's extended glove,
and Jeremy was on base with a single.  Tommy was up next.

Tommy fouled back the first pitch, then watched two balls go by.  As the
next pitch came his way, he thrust his bat out in front of him, and laid
down a beautiful bunt.  He dropped his bat, racing for first, while their
pitcher and catcher scrambled to retrieve the ball from the surprise bunt.
Tommy beat out the throw, and we had runners on first and second, and both
the team and the parents were standing and yelling.  We just might pull
this out yet.  My nephew Jory was up to bat again.  And this time I can
brag.  Because on the second pitch, he connected good and solid.  The ball
sailed and sailed, and just made it over the out-stretched glove of their
right fielder, rolling towards the fence.  By the time he got to the ball
and sent it back towards the infield, my nephew was safely on first, and
both Jeremy and Tommy had scored.  We had won by a score of 2-1!

All of the boys were cheering as they quickly lined up to slap hands with
the opposing team.  With that ritual out of the way, they headed to the
dugout.  Bob told a very excited and noisy group of boys how proud he was
of them, praising all of the boys' teamwork.  He pointed out that it wasn't
just the big plays that won the game, but a concerted effort on all of
their parts.  He told them to head over to a shady spot under some trees
where one of the parents had a cooler full of cold drinks, and he would go
check in and see when they played again.

While cooling down, Tommy wandered away from the group a little ways,
sitting with his back to a tree and smiling to himself.  As I was talking
to Coach Jim and a couple of parents, I saw Jeff and Kyle wander over and
sit down beside him.  They were well out of earshot of everyone and I later
learned that the conversation they had went something like this:

Kyle: Hey Tommy, great game!

Tommy: You guys too.  I guess we all wanted to win.

Jeff: You bet.  I can't wait for the next game.  Wow - we are in the
championship bracket guys!

Tommy: Yea, ain't it great?

Kyle: Yea, it is, but we wanted to talk to you about something else.  At
this point, he looked down at his feet, and started playing with his
shoelaces.

Tommy: (after waiting a minute, and noticing Jeff was just as interested in
his shoe laces) Well, what's up guys?

Kyle: Well, you promise you won't say anything to anybody?

Tommy: Sure, we're buds, we have always been able to talk about anything.

Jeff: Well, something happened last night.

Tommy: (suspecting but playing dumb) You mean when you went to Dinner?

Jeff: No, later.

Tommy: When?

Kyle: During the night.

Tommy: What could have happened during the night?

Jeff: Well, we aren't really sure, but... (He trailed off into silence).

Tommy: Well, what happened?

Kyle: Well, like Jeff said, we aren't really sure, but when we when the
alarm woke us up this morning, my, well, his, well, I mean...

Tommy: Come on guys, you can tell me.  What happened?

Kyle: Well, uh, when we woke up, Jeff's hand was on my dick, and mine was
on his (as he said this, he started turning red)

Tommy: Well that just probably happened when you were sleeping, no big
deal.

Jeff: But there's more.  When we woke up, I had Kyle's underwear on, and
Kyle had mine on, and our hands were INSIDE of the underwear!

Tommy put a surprised look on his face (he was good!) and said: You're
kidding!

Kyle: No, we aren't, and we don't know how it happened!

Tommy: Did either of you wake up during the night?

Jeff: No neither of us.  The only thing we can think of is it was kind of
like sleepwalking or something, kind of, what do they call it, you know,
like unconscious.

Kyle: No, subconscious I think.

Jeff: Whatever.  Anyway, its like we did it but didn't know it.

Tommy: Wow that's really weird.  But it's kind of exciting too.  What did
it feel like when you woke up with someone else's hand on your dick.

Jeff: (looking down at his shoes again) I got hard real fast.

Kyle: Me too.

Tommy: Wow.  Well, I was going to tell you guys something today anyway.  I
guess now is as good a time as any, since I am getting a stiffy just
hearing about this.

Jeff: You are?  Me too from talking about it.

Kyle: Me too guys.  What were you going to ask us Tommy?

Tommy: Promise not to say a word to anyone?

Jeff and Kyle: Never!

Tommy: Well, yesterday in the pool, I noticed Greg had a stiffy, and I felt
it, and I didn't think he noticed, but later in the room I found out he
did.  Well, we kind of talked while you were asleep, and he showed me some
things guys can do to feel really good, and then he showed me some more
last night before we went to sleep.

Jeff: Oh man, like what?

Tommy: Well, he showed me how to masturate, I mean mast, mast, well, to
beat off.

Kyle: Really.  Oh wow man, how did it feel?

Tommy: If felt so good, but not as good as some of the other stuff he
showed me.

Jeff: And you let him show you this stuff?

Tommy: I wanted him to.

Kyle: Do you think he would show us some things too?

Tommy: Well maybe.  I could ask him.  But it would have to be a secret,
just like when we showed each other our dicks in Jeff's basement.  We
wouldn't want to get in trouble.

Jeff: We wouldn't ever tell anyone.  I love playing with my dick, but I
know there is more stuff to do, I just don't know what.

Kyle: Me too.  Do you think Greg would show us too?

Tommy: Ok, I'll ask him.  But don't say a word to anyone!

About that time, Bob was walking back to where the team was and Tommy, Jeff
and Kyle got up and came back over too.  Bob informed us that our first
game in the championship bracket was right at noon, and if we won, we then
played again at 6:00.  Since there wasn't really time to go anywhere, Bob
told us just to hang here in the shade.  A couple of the parents headed off
to find us some snacks to munch on.

As everyone started talking excitedly, I looked over at Tommy.  He grinned,
and gave me a thumbs up sign.


Dear readers: I know there wasn't too much action in this chapter but
wanted to set the stage for part 6.  Hope you didn't get too bored with the
play by play - I may have gotten a little carried away there.  Stick around
for part 6, and we will see what games Greg comes up with for his boys!

Let me know if you are enjoying this.  You can e-mail me at
crnhskrfn77@comcast.net.  I love to hear from my readers.  Thanks!