Date: Mon, 2 May 2011 22:44:00 +0000
From: Douglas DD DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Perfect Game  Chapter 16

Welcome back. The first game of the season is getting close. But as that
first game approaches, Marty runs into a wall in the form of his friend
Steve. Noah and Bobby find out the real fun of being naked in bed together
and Eric receives a personal first from his best friend Scott. Now Eric
wants to take the status of the friendship to a new level, but is Scott
ready to do that? Send comments to thehakaanen@hotmail.com

CHAPTER 16
MONDAY PRACTICE

Sunday morning brought a lack of fulfillment for one of the four boy pairs
and relief for one the others. For one of the other pairs life went on as
usual and for the last pair Sunday brought new fantasies.

For the twins, giving each other blow jobs was something that was, for
them, close to jerking off. It was a way for each of them to get off in a
special way with the brother he loved. Sex, whether it was jerking each
other off, having oral sex, or fucking, was just part of being a twin.

They spent Saturday night sleeping together and upon awakening decided
kissing and dry humping each other before showering suited their mood.

Bobby did not spend the night at Noah's, but he had a feeling he would
soon. For each of them, Saturday night was spent jerking off and thinking
about what he had done with his new friend the night before. To the
surprise of both their fantasies included having their friend giving them a
blow job.

Saturday night was different for Marty and Steve. After Marty sucked off
Steve the two teens lay back on Steve's bed and tripped out for a while
before being hit with the munchies. They went to the kitchen, not bothering
to put clothes on, and raided the refrigerator and the cupboards. Steve's
cock was flaccid, but Marty was still horny and while eating he found
himself getting hard and unable to avoid playing with himself.

"When do I get mine?" he asked Steve.

"Tomorrow, dude."

"You promised. You gotta do me, you know."

"I know. Tomorrow." They both paused as their minds went off into a
marijuana induced nether land. Then Steve came back around, saying, "I
think there's enough left for another bowl. Let's smoke it."

"Yeah, then you can do me."

They smoked more pot and both boys were now stoned and off in their own
worlds.  When Marty woke up in the morning he wasn't in Steve's room. He
was on the couch in the family room, naked and uncovered. He got up, still
a little woozy from the pot, which, he had to admit, was better than being
hung over, and got up to pee. He went to the kitchen and saw that they had
left a mess the night before. He found some cereal, poured it into a bowl,
and opened the refrigerator to get some milk. He heard a noise behind him
and turned to see Steve entering the kitchen. He was still naked.

"Hey," Marty said as he took out the milk and poured it over his cereal.

Steve nodded and prepared his own breakfast. The boys said little and after
eating Marty helped clean up the mess in the kitchen.

"I suppose we should shower and get dressed," Steve said after they
finished.

"But, aren't you going to do me?"

"I'm too tired, dude. I haven't smoked that much weed in forever."

"Fuck you. You promised. You fuckin' said it would be both ways."

"Look, I said I'd do it and I will, okay? But don't give me shit about
it. When I'm ready to suck you off, I'll suck you off."

"So instead I end up sucking your dick like some faggot and now you get to
tell the whole fucking eighth grade that Marty the faggot sucked your
dick."

"I won't say shit, okay? Have I ever not done what I promised? And besides,
if I say anything you can say how many times I jerked you off."

Marty felt his anger rising like a flaming fountain. He wanted to punch
Steve right in his lying mouth, to kick him right in the balls he had
licked like some homo the night before.  And what made him madder is that
he knew he'd liked doing it, just like he had when he was ten and sucking
Joe's dick in the coach's apartment.

"I'll shower at home. No use sticking around here with a lying fool like
you."

"Look, if you give me any more shit, I will tell the whole baseball team
tomorrow, just for starters. I said I'd do it and I will. But it will be
when I'm ready."

"Fuck you!" Marty raced to Steve's room, picking up his discarded
clothes. He dressed hurriedly, grabbed his gym bag, and, saying nothing to
Steve, left though the front door, slamming it behind him.

For the last pair the morning started and ended with an entirely different
feel. Scott woke up before Eric, finding himself entangled in his friend's
naked body as their arms and legs were entwined. He had morning wood and
the need to pee, so he carefully untangled himself and padded into Eric's
bathroom, taking care of his business. After shaking his now softening cock
he went back into Eric's king sized bed. All of his movement woke his
friend.

"Good morning," Eric said, rubbing some of the sleep out of his eyes.

"Hey, cutie."


"Cutie?"

"Well, to me you are. Cute that is."

Eric smiled. "You don't look too bad yourself." He then planted a kiss on
Scott's lips and the two boys kept kissing and started humping their hard
dicks together before they even knew what had gripped them.

"Wow," Eric said. He thought for a couple of seconds and then added, "I
sure seem to be saying wow a lot lately."

"We've done a lot to wow about. And now I'm gonna really make you say wow."

"How?" The two boys started giggling at Eric's little piece of inadvertent
rhyming. A couple of minutes passed before they were able to continue.

Scott's answer was not a verbal one. Instead he pulled the sheets off of
his best friend and started fondling Eric's 11 year old boner and
balls. Eric moaned with delight at the feelings of Scott's hand rubbing
against his genitals. But the best was yet to come as Scott scooted down
the bed, took a deep breath, and slid his tongue along the four inch length
of his friend's erection. He then licked Eric's balls, licked under them,
and then placed Eric's dick into his mouth, remembering how Eric had
discovered that covering his teeth with his lips kept the teeth out of the
way. He now set to work earnestly sucking his best buddy. Eric, being a
horny pubescent boy he wasn't able to hold out long as he received the
first blow job of his young life.

"Oh, Scott, it feels so, so good. Yeahhhhhh...ohhhhhh...I'm gonna CUMMMM."
With the last word coming out as a high pitched boy squeal he fired three
drops of his hot boy cum into Scott's mouth. Scott, who had been jerking
his own dick as he sucked, rolled over on his back and jerked furiously, as
Eric's orgasm helped take him right over the edge. "Oh, yeah," he said as
he shot a wad of cum to his neck, then just below his nipples, and finally
right into his innie bellybutton. Eric put his hand on Scott's chest and
slowly rubbed Scott's cum over his friend's belly before licking some of it
off.

"Are we weird or what?" Eric asked.

"We're not weird. I know that." Scott leaned over and kissed Eric and once
again the boys were involved in passionate kissing as well as rolling
around Eric's bed, their bodies melding and their dicks hardening.

"Wow," Eric said yet again as they came up for air. Both boys broke into
giggles as they realized that once again Eric used the word he said he'd
been using too much. Even though they were hard and horny again they could
smell breakfast cooking and their hunger for food started to take
precedence over their hunger for sex. They were preadolescent boys after
all.

As they got out of bed Eric's mom called out, "Boys, time to get up!
Breakfast in ten minutes."

"It's only ten o'clock," Scott said to Eric. "Doesn't your mom let you
sleep in?"

"She's always like that when I have a sleepover. But it's kinda worth it,
because you're going to get a great breakfast."

Scott pulled on his sweats and the t-shirt he wore the afternoon before. "I
guess we eat first and shower later."

Eric nodded, then dressed, and the boys headed for a feast of a breakfast,
one guaranteed to warm the heart and fill the stomach of any growing boy.

And boys they were. They might be horny most of the time and falling in
love with each other without realizing what was happening to them, but they
were 11 year old boys with the interests of 11 year old boys. They spent
the afternoon playing, eating, and even doing homework. Scott headed home
around six in the evening, just in time to eat dinner at his own house. Of
course Eric couldn't let him go without a kiss. It was the kiss of lovers,
hard and deep, with the two boys holding and hugging tightly.

Monday morning was drizzly, but the weather report on the radio said it
should clear up by early afternoon. The boys on the Titans baseball team
hoped so since the Monday practice would be their last one before their
first game on Tuesday. The school morning went by normally and as the JV
sixth graders met at their usual table for lunch they could see the sun
starting to peek through the clouds.

The usual six sixth graders sat at what had now become their table. Once
again Danny sat with Tama, and a couple of her friends. Danny's infatuation
with the strawberry blond created more than a few derisive comments at the
sixth grade JV table.

"She's got a ring right in his nose and leads him all over the school by
it," Kevin said.

"More like a leash and he's her pet dog," Scott commented, remembering that
it was just a few weeks ago that he and Danny were jerking each other off
on one of their beds or in the shower.

"I asked him if he was going to eat with us, today," Kraig said. "He said
he would ask Tama if he could sit with us on game day tomorrow."

"Ask her?" Kevin said. "Is he nuts? Look over there, he's sitting with her
and her friends.  Maybe he should tell her that he wants to sit with his
friends sometimes."

"But not bring her here," Bobby added.

"No. Definitely not with her here," Scott said. "I talked to him between
second and third and told him about the groper's club." Eric knew that
Scott probably was the best one to bring it up considering the jerking off
together history between him and Danny.

"What did he say?" Kevin asked.

"He said it was kid's stuff and to leave him out of it."

Bobby snorted on hearing that. "Well, we're kids aren't we?"

The boys chatted some more. As they were finishing their lunch, Kevin
brought up the idea of the groper's club. He gave them his complicated
scoring system even though Scott and Eric had told him they wanted to keep
it simple. He wanted to see who Bobby and Noah agreed with. The two younger
boys went along with Eric and Scott, saying they felt the process should be
kept simple.

"We just grab each other's nuts and dick when we can and check out who got
in the most gropes at the end of the day. That's about as simple as it
gets," Bobby said.

They all agreed not to grope at the lunch table. "Well, we can grope,"
Kraig said, "it just won't count."

"Yeah, or we end up like Scott and Eric last week," Kevin added, causing
Eric to blush a deep red.

They also agreed on no groping on the practice field. "We're all wearing
cups anyway," Eric said, "so what's to grope?"

They cleaned up their table just as the bell rang to end lunch. Afternoon
classes went by fairly normally. Scott got in the first official grope of
the club as he made a nice full grab of Eric's crotch just as Eric took his
desk towards the back of class at the start of sixth period. Kevin got in a
grope, grabbing Noah on the way to the gym, as the club started in full
force.

When Eric and Marty got to the gym they changed into their practice garb
and met with Coach Sanders, who took them out to the field to help get the
equipment out of the storage shed. Practice was crisp, as they went through
drills and situations, along with batting practice.

Coach Sanders met with the team at the end of practice, telling them the
procedure for an away game. When the JV boys played at on the road the
varsity boys played at home..  The girls' varsity softball team would be on
the same bus as the JV boys and the JV softball team would be playing at
home. The official reason for the varsity girls being on the same bus as
the JV boys wasn't explained, but essentially it was because the district
administration felt there would be less potential hanky panky if the
younger boys were on the same bus with the older girls, and the younger
girls with the older boys. The boyfriend-girlfriend thing generally was
between peers. Just to be totally safe, the girls' team always sat in the
front of the bus and the boys in the back.

The team was dismissed. Eric and Marty set to work putting the equipment
away.

"So, are you and Scotty boyfriends yet?" Marty asked.

Eric came up with one of his patented full face blushes, but recovered his
composure quickly. "Marty, you are so weird."

"I might be, but you didn't answer my question."

"No! We are not boyfriends. That's so gay and you know it. Happy?"

Marty grinned. "I guess, but I don't believe it. You guys jerked each other
off, yet?"

"What business is that of yours?"

"Well, you know I've done it with your boyfriend more than once, so I
figure you two have done it, too. It's no big deal. Lots of guys do it
including me.."

"It's still none of your business."

"Now, if you sucked each other's dicks, that would be none of my business,
`cuz that would be a gay thing to do."

The last of the equipment was in the shed. Eric put the lock on the door
and clicked it shut, happy that they were finished he didn't have much
longer to listen to Marty.

"You can suck mine any time you want, you know. I won't tell anybody, not
even Scotty." He yanked down the front of his sweats and pulled his cup
out. "It's fuckin' miserable to start getting a boner when you got a cup
on." He then jerked down his jock and boxers, causing his five and a half
inch boner to flip up and hit his smooth, hard belly.

"You sure you don't want that in your mouth? Taste my cum for yourself? I
bet you you're good at it."

"Marty, you really need to get a life. You are just grossing me out." But
deep down Eric really couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to get
down on his knees and put Marty's hard cock into his mouth. Damn, he
though, am I gay? I mean it's one thing to suck off my best friend. But now
I want to do it to a dick wad like Marty. And even worse, now I have a
boner starting inside my cup.

He didn't really want to do it in front of Marty, but he finally had to
reach inside his pants and pull his cup out. Marty started laughing and
pointing. "You know you really want it when talking about it gets you all
boned up."

The boys entered the locker room by the side door and headed for their own
lockers. Eric was glad to be rid of Marty. He saw Scott coming out of the
shower. The sight made him even harder.

"You gonna shower?" Scott asked.

"Dunno. I have a boner," Eric answered honestly.

"So? Won't be the first one in the shower today."

"Oh? Who else has one?"

"Bobby and Noah got themselves all hard. They're still in there."

"Maybe I'll take a shower just so I can see them."

"Watch out," Scott said, "or you'll become a perv just like Marty."

"Not a chance. Nobody pervs like Marty does."

By now Eric was stripped. He could tell Scott was looking at his naked body
and his bald four inch dick sticking proudly up into the air.

"Just don't jerk off with them," Scott said. "I want to get home quick."

Eric gave his friend a friendly middle finger and headed for the shower,
letting his towel cover his hard dick on the way to the showers. Because he
had equipment duty most of the boys were gone, especially those who had to
catch the activity bus. Bobby and Noah were the only two in the
shower. They had their back to the shower entrance, but Eric could tell
where their hands were and what they were doing. The sight gave him a
sexual jolt.

"You guys are doing a lot more than groping," Eric said, startling them.

"Eeek," Noah squealed. "We thought everybody was gone."

"Well, don't worry, I don't care what you guys are doing. Just keep at it."
He grabbed a wall shower that was one of the few facing the two boys. "Hope
you don't mind if I use this shower, though."

"Go ahead, like we can stop you," Bobby said.

"Well, you are my friends, and if you asked me not to stand here and watch
I'd move to another spot."

"You're here and you know what we're doing, so no biggie," Bobby said. He
put his hand back on Noah's thin little boner and went back to business.

"Be careful, though, Marty still hasn't showered," Eric said.

"I don't care," Bobby said. "He's such a perv anyway."

But the two boys stopped what they were doing, knowing it would be bad
enough to have Marty rag on them for just having boners, let alone for
jerking each other off in the shower.

"I see you got one, too," Noah said.

"Yeah, I got it putting the equipment away and now seeing you guys is
making it worse."  Eric started soaping himself, then said to Bobby, "Don't
you have to catch the activity bus?"

"I'm spending the night at Noah's."

"A school night?"

"Yeah."

"And your mom lets you?"

"Kinda." Bobby didn't elaborate and the topic died there.

Marty broke the silence by coming loudly into the shower. "Well, look at
all the little sixth graders with their teeny boners. Guess you're all set
to blow each other right here in the shower."

"Wish we could give you something to watch," Eric said. "But you know how
it is with us guys in puberty. Boners just spring up on their own, just
like yours right now."

Marty laughed and stroked himself a couple of times. "Mine's right here for
the sucking boys, if anybody's got the balls to take it."

"Go jerk yourself off Marty," Bobby said as he turned off his shower. "We
got better things to do."

"I think I will." Marty soaped up his dick and started stroking it
seriously. The three sixth graders turned off their showers and grabbed
their towels. All three of them wanted to watch Marty's show, but none of
them wanted to admit that Marty masturbating in the shower was a big
turn-on.

"Stay and watch, wusses. I know you want to, Bobby, `cuz I know you and me
both jerked off with Scotty boy."

Bobby's white, freckled face turned red as did his white, freckled
torso. The three boys dried off at their lockers and quickly got
dressed. Scott was waiting outside for Eric. The four boys walked a block
together and then split up, Scott and Eric heading home and Bobby and Noah
heading for Noah's house.

Back in the locker room, Marty shot his teen boy cream on the shower floor,
with images of the three sixth graders doing sexy things with him dancing
in his brain.

++++++++++

"I couldn't believe you groped me there in the shower and then started
jacking me off," Noah said to Bobby.

"Maybe you didn't believe it, but you sure didn't stop me. In fact, I think
that was your hand doing me there right after."

"Sure was," Noah said with a grin.

"Thanks for letting me stay, tonight. I hate it when mom has that asshole
Lenny at the place and she sounded drunk on the phone." Bobby could not yet
bring himself to say the word trailer.

"It's okay. My parents were cool about it when I called and asked."

Bobby said nothing more. Noah sensed that Bobby would tell him whatever was
going on when he was ready. He instinctively knew not to push his new
friend, but to just let him develop his trust until he was ready to share.

When the two boys got to Noah's house they both got a big hug from Noah's
mom. Noah was used to the big hugs, but Bobby was obviously embarrassed and
uncomfortable with it.

"Hugs are part of the household," Noah's mother said. "Nothing like a good
hug to take care of what ails you."

The boys finally made it to Noah's room. "Before we get called to dinner,
maybe we should finish what we started in the shower," Noah said.

Bobby looked at his little friend, who was not quite 11 yet. "Are you
starting to turn into a horn dog on me?"

"Yep," Noah said with a wide grin. Bobby's boner hadn't gone down since
they left the school shower to Marty and neither had Noah's. The two boys
were tearing off their clothes and naked almost before they could take a
breath. Noah knew his parents wouldn't bother them, though he wasn't so
sure about the twins, Shane and Lisa, or his little brother Nicky. But at
least everybody knocked before they ever went into somebody's bedroom.

They almost jumped onto Noah's bed, their hands finding each other's
genitals. They fondled and stroked each other, Noah lying on his left side
and Bobby on his right. Their hands were busy with each other's bare little
boy hardons and their faces were almost touching. Noah felt feeling surge
though him that he had never experienced before. The feel of Bobby's breath
on his face increased the sexual stimuli coursing through his young
body. Almost on its own accord his face came closer and closer to Bobby's
until his lips were with an inch of his friend's. He never found out if he
would have taken the next step because Bobby took it for him. Bobby's lips
touching his set jolts of electricity though Noah's slender young
body. Neither boy took any time second guessing what they had just
done. Instead, their hands left each other's hard young cocks as their arms
started grabbing and feeling the smooth body of their friend.

Bobby rolled Noah over on his back and he got on top of him, his dick
grinding into Noah's, his lips still locked to those of his friend, and
started dry humping Noah's smooth body. There was no tongue to their
kissing, but they kissed hard and passionately.  Noah placed his hands on
Bobby's firm white ass, pushing it into him at the same time his mouth
opened instinctively to allow Bobby's pressing tongue to enter. The two
boys French kissed for the first time. Their minds and bodies were no
longer under their control as they rolled on the bed, kissing each other,
humping each other, stroking each other, and within all too short a time,
shaking with dry orgasms as they were locked together. The bed shook as
they moaned and squealed and were hit with the most amazing orgasms of
their young lives.

When they finally recovered they were still locked in a hug, their bodies
touching. "That was fucking awesome," Bobby said.

"The best ever," Noah agreed.

"I can't wait until we do it again."

"Me either. I'm so glad you're spending the night even if you don't really
want to."

"But I do really want to. I mean I know I asked because things are shit at
home. But I really want to. And I'm sleeping here in this bed with you
right?"

"Right. And just like we are now."

"You mean naked?"

Noah smiled at him and kissed him lightly on his cheek. For the two of
them, at that moment, there was no doubt in their minds about what they had
done. There were no questions. They had been horny and full of lust and
they could not get enough of each other.

"Guess we better get dressed to eat," Noah said with a tinge of sadness in
his voice.

"Too bad we have to," Bobby said, looking at the cute naked boy on the bed
with him.  He had never felt so accepted and loved as he felt at that
moment.

++++++++++

Later that evening, after they finished their homework at Scott's house,
Eric told Scott what had gone on between Marty and him at the JV field
equipment shed.

"Marty turned you on with his talk?" Scott asked.

"Yeah. I didn't want him to but he got me hard and you saw it."

"Marty can do that to you."

Eric hesitated a second and then said, "Talking about blow jobs can do it
too, I guess."

"Especially when it means sucking a big dick like Marty's?"

"No, especially when it means sucking a really nice dick like yours." Eric
gave Scott a kiss. It was not their first kiss of the evening. The two were
clad in only t-shirts and their underwear.

"Does that mean you maybe want to do it now?" Scott asked.

"It means I for sure want to do it now."

Scott peeled off his boxers, his dick stretching beyond the four and a half
inch mark. It didn't take long for Eric to put his lips around the head of
his friend's slender boy tool.  He was quickly sucking and tonguing the
length of it, his hands fondling Scott's smooth hairless balls or rubbing
his ass or both. Soon the hand on the ass was rubbing along Scott's crack
causing Scott to open his legs wider to enhance both that feeling and the
one Eric was providing with his mouth. Eric could feel Scott's dick swell
as his friend's moans entered his ears.

"Ohhhhhhh, Eric, ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck!" Scott yelped as Eric felt the spasm of
Scott's dick followed by the taste of sweet boy cum. As he swallowed the
cream shot into his mouth he moaned into Scott's dick, his body shaking, as
he dampened his briefs with a mind- blowing no-touch cum.

"You came?" Scott asked.

"Right in my briefs."

"Then I guess I get you first next time. But let me kiss you." The boys
adjusted their positions and Scott deep kissed his blond buddy. "I think I
tasted my cum," he said as they broke their kiss.

Eric was now on the bed next to Scott, still clad in t-shirt and briefs,
the briefs containing a damp spot of cum. Scott had his t-shirt on but
nothing below the waist except his socks.

"Scott?"

"What?"

"Us kissing like that and sucking dicks and all...does that makes us gay
like Marty says it does?"

Eric's thoughts from their sex during the weekend flooded back into his
head. "I dunno. I guess I don't care. I mean, I like doing this with
you. If it means I'm gay...well...I guess it means I'm gay." A silence
followed, broken by Scott. "And if I'm gay, then maybe...and I mean IF and
MAYBE...but, if I'm gay, then maybe instead of being best friends,
we're...you know...we're..." This time it was Scott's turn to fumble with
the whole gay thing.

"...boyfriends?" Eric quietly finished the question.

"Yeah," Scott breathed.

"Do you want to be?"

"Maybe. I gotta think about it. I mean, the word just went into my
head. And then it came out of your mouth."

Eric knew what he wanted. He wanted Scott to say the word. He wanted Scott
to call him his boyfriend. He had said it himself, at least as a question,
but there was still a tiny big of distance between the two boys. Scott's
reticence meant that he wasn't yet sure if being boyfriends is what he
wanted and Eric wasn't sure enough to push the matter. What he did know is
that gay or not, he badly wanted Scott in ways he couldn't explain. He
couldn't even think of having a girlfriend. He wanted Scott to be his
boyfriend more than he had ever wanted anything.

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