Date: Thu, 16 Oct 2008 10:25:01 -0700 (PDT) From: T H Subject: SUMMER BASEBALL (PART 5) SUMMER BASEBALL (PART 5 ) -------------------------------------------- ANGEL HITS A HOME RUN "You ready, Blue?" Does a bear poop in the woods? "Yes baby. Cumm to daddy. Just pound me." Woops, wrong choice of words. My angel. One sweet kiss, then he proceeded to fuck me silly. I swears!! He loved seeing my eyes looking up at him in anticipation of his every move. He liked seeing my face contort while he drilled my ass. He did NOT start slow. Once he got past my ring, he was ...well, he was inhuman. He screwed me in every way and direction. Shallow. Deep. Slow. Fast. Like he had several years of boy juice stored up and he was saving it for this Blue`s ass.. This Blue's ass wanted every drop. He returned the favor of going deep and twisting around inside me. His cock was like the pig's snout looking for truffles. That boycock head tickled every cell of my insides. I felt his sparse pubes as he rooted me. I heard his boy balls slap my buns as he went deep. He was mixing his pitches like an artist. He`d pull all the way out. Waiting...then plunge back in. Out...wait...plunge. I was lovin it, but cussing him too. My eyes rolled back in their sockets. He was torturing me. His sweet sweat was pouring onto me as he labored. I caught some drops of this perfume and rolled them on my tongue. Oh the pitcher-boy had his best stuff this day. Just before he exploded, the room went silent. The earth stopped spinning. Or was it just me? My ass was squirming and begging, BEGGING for his offering...Here's the pitch...Angel hits it deep...HOME RUN!! Then a grunt. A growl. A screech. He DROVE deep into me and grunted and growled and screeched even louder. Each and every pulse from his cock seemed to go deeper into me. Him Tarzan. Me Jane. We called the animals. Did I mention the kid is good? ******* Even a boy can't keep his cock hard 24/7/365. He finally withdrew. Immediately, I missed him inside. We lay side by side. The purr of contentment and fulfillment replaced the screeching and howling of his lust. I could get so used to all of his love sounds. Watching my angel go to sleep. Holding him and keeping him warm thru the night. Watching him stir in the morning and wake up. Seeing those angel eyes in the morning. With that devil dick attached below. Oh, yeah. Sounds good to me. ******* He had to go. His roomies weren't sure where he was. One knew, however. His catcher. We quickly cleaned up. The towel he used was going into my suitcase. An Angel towel. As he quickly dressed, we kissed. Not a word was spoken. He slipped quietly out the door. ****** Comments/questions? ref_sport@yahoo.com Next...my angel is to become his angel. Baseball, too. I swears!!