Date: Sat, 5 Mar 2005 13:15:50 EST From: Jarrod749@aol.com Subject: Baseball, Boys and other Toys Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write: jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Baseball, Boys and other Toys A trilogy of boyfun 'wakenings that give a new meaning to the 'postgame show'. JT was long time buds with Tommy. Both of them grew up running the bases at all the local ballfields and sandlots. Both played in youth league and intramurals in middle school. Both were 'naturals'. Coaches begged JT to 'come out' for the teams in school and in the area leagues in summer, but, like so many kids with super talent, JT didn't follow it up. The sad thing was he could hit better than most, and for distance, too. Also, he could play every position with equal prowess. Tommy did follow through and became an All Star centerfielder, .400 hitter and 17 home runs as a sophomore, while JT watched his bud from either the stands during formal games, or the team bench in practices and non-league games. They were together in JT's den after a practice with some sodas at the gulp and JT kept talking about the 'cunt' that ogled Tommy when he did 'anything' or....nuthin'. "Yeh, and dat hot one in history was 'ere today, too, and you wanna hear her..."Oooooh, isn't Tommy soooooo c-u-t-e," they both laughed. Tommy not so boisterously...weakly almost....and mostly a bit shy. The kids had a little sex'perience, well, JT did. Tommy had 'fooled around' a little with girls....mostly slap and tickle. When they were just out of elementary school, they had even explored a little with each other. Nothing much...they did a little JO together behind the garage once, making like they was just gonna see who could shoot the furthest. JT had started it all when he was the first of them to 'cum' back in 5th grade. Later, in each of their rooms after school they had gotten into 'helping each other out' with some mutual pud pullin'. A big deal had been who made the other get up to get the tissues to clean up the mess on themselves and the beds. Back to the present, JT had gotten a couple of the local talent to 'down' his peter. He was even starting to get the rep amongst the girls that if you 'go with JT, you're gonna be suckin' dick.' JT wore it like the badge of honor it was. Bashful, shamy Tommy knew it, admired his bud for it too, but just couldn't follow the lead for all his embarrassings. They were sitting feet up, sneaks off side by side on the couch with the sports channel on. JT slapped and gripped Tom's thigh when he said, "Man, this talk about whatcha know them girls is thinkin' when they goo goo after yuh, makes me horny....you, too?" Tommy was far away for the moment, and JT, sat up and turned to him snapping his fingers, "Hey studboy, whut'sup. I'm talking horns and cunt here...and I feel like I'm all alone." Tommy shook his head at the finger snap, and heard the last of what JT said, saying,"Oh, hey, sorry dude. I was just .... well, after practice today, Tim and Paul got cut fum the team....they weren't super, but were pretty steady. I liked them both a lot....but I guess they really weren't as good as the guys that did make it." JT was a little annoyed..."Okay...so they got cut. What'd they do?" "Last I saw when I was headin' fer the shower, they were both draggin' ass toward the coach's office," said Tommy. JT blurted out, "You think they sucked him to get back on the team?" and they both laughed out loud at that. But JT leaned back now against the back of the couch and menacingly grip-whipped his jeans shrouded boy meat and said, "I would sure like somebody to suck me." Silence. Tom stared ahead at the never-ending highlights of the previous night's games, grounding his butt a little deeper into the couch cushion. JT slipped a hand to Tommy's thigh, gently this time. Tommy didn't budge or flinch. He was used to JT's 'touchy' kind of manner. He was always touching when he was talking with others. His palm worked back and forth a couple inches each way up and down above the pocket area. "Whutta yuh say, Tommy?" JT asked matter'a factly. "Huh," Tommy jerked out of his trance again, "whut?" "I s-a-i-d," JT stretched out the word, " I sure would like somebody to suck me like Paul and Tim did for the coach." Tommy just smirked and said, " I didn't say they blowed coach...they just went to see him." "Well....you could...." JT's voice trailed. Tommy, more attentive now said, "I could whut?" Gripping and whipping at his meat, JT said, "You, my dude...YOU, could help out yer horny as fuck bud here, like we used tuh." Tommy was almost never thinking with his dick like JT was, and just smiled saying, "Get laid!" and shoved JT's hand off his thigh. "Hmmmmm...good idea...I like yur kinda thinkin' man," JT pursued, putting the rejected hand up behind his bud's neck now in a soft grip....adding a little downward pressure and a jerk. Tommy's head moved front and down a bit till he shook it, and elbowed at JT's arm alongside his own. "Come on, man....help yur bud, Tommy....I need yuh help today, dude....I n-e-e-e-e-d you to help me out like yuh never did before," his hand squeezing the back of Tommy's bending neck. Tommy tried to straighten up and said, "Come on JT...we....I don't...." JT persisted pressing harder...."Pleeeeze Tommy....this once man....we buds....it's just us, man....please help me....you know I'd always help you." Tommy's will was...well... JT gently but strongly eased Tommy's face right down onto his jeans-front right to the spot where he was gripping his cock with his other hand. Tommy was strained across and into JT's lap, the trunk of his frame twisted 'round. The breath he held while he strained, expelled and his lips laid to his bud's meat. JT shivered when he felt the buddy-lip touch and the heat of his breath through his jeans. He temporarily relaxed hold on his pal's neck, and Tommy instinctively strained to get back up again, which re-energized JT, who pressed harder again. He planted Tommy's face on his jeans, and he started to move the kid's face around, and rock left and right, while renewing his pleas and trying to guilt-play Tommy. "C'mon, Tommy boy....you and me....always buds....doin' fer each other....helping....pleeeeease buddy...pleeeeese!" he was really begging now. A new corner turned when he gently hunched his crotch up against Tommy's face once....then again....then three more quick-ruts. He had pulled Tommy's right hand over the spot that was forming on his jeans, and then pushed one of Tom's fingers into the boy's own mouth. Now he pulled the kid's face over the wet spot... the aroma of boyfuck wafted up into Tommy's nostrils.... JT worked open his button and fly. He pushed down the waistband of his boxers till it was rumpled under Tom's neck. The hand at Tommy's neck slid into his t-shirt and rubbed the teen's naked skin underneath. Tommy shivered with the feel as JT turned Tom's face right to his now bared cockroot. Tommy's lips touched the molten heat of teencock for the first time. In extremely slow moves JT maneuvered Tommy's lips up the underside of the velvety soft skin-covered boyrod. Tom's face movement freed JT's cockhead which now relentlessly snaked out from under the jeans flyflap and Tommy's upward moving lips approached JT's s-o-o-o-o sensitive tingle spot. JT jumped with a start with the first touch there of Tom's lips. JT took some moments to recover. He actually thought he shot! He was so glad he didn't, and then inched a forefinger in between Tommy's lips. He pressed into his buddy's tongue. It felt soooo hot! He felt Tommy's spitty tongue come up 'round his finger! He curled his other fingers under his cockhead....and as he shifted his butt to angle his steeled peter more comfortably.... JT's cock slipped through his fingers like a pool cue through finger and thumb. As JT slipped his forefinger back, Tommy's formerly finger-curling tongue wrapped around the side of JT's 6" cock for the first time ever. JT shuddered. He quivered and chicken-skinned. Maybe Tommy suddenly 'got' what was happening and lurched back, but JT held him fast and then with massaging rubs to the back of Tommy's neck and pleading for his cocksucker to blow his buddy for the sake of their long friendship....Tommy relaxed for the first time. His rock-stiff neck softened, relaxing the muscle strain of trying to constantly pull away. JT felt a cool ooze in his cockhair. Tommy's suckspit was drooling from his lower lip. JT coached his buddy, "Swallow baby....swallow the slick...'sno big deal....makes it better fer us bowf....and you won't be having spit down yer chin, right?" Tommy who was approaching mindless consent swallowed and his tongue naturally pushed from the underside of JT's cock pressing hard to the roof his mouth. JT shuddered violently....shaking Tommy from his numbing trance and then his mouth was flooded to overflowing with JT's massive shooting load of teenboy spooge. JT's body shook over and over like bolts of lightning were striking him. Tommy's mouth and chin were iced like a donut from the goobling cum ooze endlessly spurging out over and under the massive meat stuffed between his lips. He had started to swallow when the JT coaxed him to take down the prefuck spittle. With that motion coming easily, he followed by sucking down his buddy cum-shoot as well. JT jerked, and stunted in his twisted position set so to ease his prick through his buddy's lips. He now had mild tremors every time Tommy's tongue touched his tingly supersensitive cockknob, and was still seeping silvery dogwater seed over Tommy's slupping tongue. He turned Tommy over onto his back as the novice dickeater gasped for air. JT stripped his own pants down and off over his sock feet and now standing naked in front of the couch he looked down at Tommy's upturned sweaty, spit and cum-sopped face. Tommy embarrassedly moved his arm across his chest, blowing air up his face to his hair in an almost exasperated gasp. JT pulled Tommy to the edge of the cushion and let his head slip down over the edge. Tommy's neck and Adam's apple were prominent. JT crouched over Tommy's face and grazed his lower hanging nutsack from the kid's nose up to his chin....then back. JT was steel hard again. With one foot on the couch, and the other leg bent and leaned into the couch base below the cushion, JT fisted his prick and eased it back through Tommy's lips. He was ecstatic when he saw his long time buddy's tongue slip out over the kid's bottom lip to receive JT's cock again. This time, JT reached a cupped hand under Tommy's neck to exaggerate the bend....to clear passage....to OPEN TOMMY'S THROAT! Tommy just went with whatever JT wanted and did with him. It looked for sure that Tommy had actually given himself to JT. Tommy's tongue shwarshed under and up the sides of JT's driving prick. As he tugged up a little harder on Tommy's neck, he said softly, "Take a deep breath buddy....d-e-e-e-e-p breath....another.....yehhhhh. Now hold it. Lemme....slow....open wide buddy....ohhh...awwhhrr....uhhhhh...." JT shivered as his cockhead sqwoozed into Tommy's throathole, "Gulwwawwk!" Tommy gagged. JT pressed on. "Gwallk! Guuc...." "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.....Tommmmmeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!! Take it dude. Take it, buddy. Ohhh ... ohhh ahhhh-uh-uh-uhhhhhhhhhh!!! JT moaned and squawled. "S-o-o-o-o-o-o gooooooood!!" In rapid-fire cockhead thrusts, JT pounded through Tommy's throat muscle. Tommy snorted through his nose to get much needed air. The feary eyes buggin' out of Tommy's head were under JT's balls where he couldn't see them. But the snorking fum his bud's nose made him so hot and crazed for the fuckfeed he was giving to his buddy....with a renewed vigor he attacked Tommy's throathole in a violent facefucking frenzy. He pulled out and pummeled back through. Then again. Tommy 'gwawkked' each time. Again, and then rut-rut-fuck! till JT screamed and fell into the back of the couch across Tommy as his boycum shot right down his buddy's throat. His cum-volley shudders could be felt completely by the feary Tommy squashed underneath JT and struggling for breath....and release. JT finally eased from his buddy's face. The gagging spitting coughing Tommy's body heaved with every breath as he still lay with head hanging over the edge of the cushion and his hand to his neck and throat. On recovery, JT slid off the couch and onto his knees. Holding himself erect next to Tommy's flushed, beet red face and dazed looking eyes. He pulled Tom's face into his semi-hard prick which was hanging out and down in an arc. There was drop of silvery slippery dogwater at the piss hole. JT's prick tracked from Tommy's right cheek over his lips, and as his balls slipped down onto Tom's left cheek Tommy's mouth opened and his tongued swiped the bubble of fuckslop from JT's pisshole. JT buckled with the tongue dart to his still sensitive cockhead. He opened Tommy's fly button and pulled down the zipper. Tommy's limp body lay there as he watched his buddy strip him naked. His legs and arms just flop ped as his shirt, pants, shorts and socks were tugged from them. JT smiled at his best friend as his first two fingers slipped into the kid's mouth. He lifted Tommy legs straight up and finger-spittied his buddy's crease. He leaned down and spit in the crack and worked the fingers through the moist dark boy furrow till he heard Tommy hissssssssss when he rubbed his winking pucker over....and over....and over..... Please write and tell me if you like my story. Send comments to jarrod749@yahoo.com Positive and negative comments welcome. For other stories, see JARROD on the Authors Page.