Date: Sat, 23 Dec 2000 21:32:19 -0500 From: G-Rex Subject: The Ballplayer (6) The characters, story line and locations within this story are pure erotic fantasy, involving the mutual passion of two minors. The story is original and may not be copied without the approval of the author. Subject: THE BALLPLAYER (6) Rakeem's senses had gone into overload. After the watching the object of his greatest lust raping the tiny body of that little white blond boy, Bobby, and watching them dress so quickly after sensing him lurking there in the woods, he had fled back to his truck hiding behind the drivers console as the bike carrying the two roared by. Watching them retreating over the hill and disappearing, he thought to himself as he opened the drivers door and walked back to the woods, "holy fuckin shit, aint neer seen nuthin lak tha shit, na een in the big house na noware", "why tha fuckin asshole.goddam.boy gut the balls..sheeeit.boy sure gut sum fuckin balls.fuckin tha little baby boi.and stick up his ass.lak he neer gwan get tha dick outta tha hole.sheeit". Walking quickly back to the gazebo and up the steps, opening the door to the inner sanctum and the scene of the illicit coupling, he smelled the pungent stink of cum, together with the distinct odor of shit and, looking toward the bench where the couple had fucked, he saw lying under it the small stained white jockeys of the child so carelessly forgotten. Smiling as he walked back out, the little underpants at his nose, and whistling, Rakeem began to trot back through the woods, the camera with the damning evidence hanging around his neck, a simple plan formulating in his brain. He stuffed the boy's panties in his coat pocket, got into his truck and drove away. Charlie Rossi was addicted to the "Jerry Springer Show" that came on every afternoon at 5 PM, and it was no different this time. The 19 year old looked up from his pizza and the TV as his little brother Bobby walked by the door saying, "Hi Charlie", and slowly walked the steps to his room. "Damn, that kid looks like he got beat up", he thought. Getting up he went to the bottom of the steps as Bobby reached the landing. "Hey kid, how bout some pizza? I got plenty." He looked at the boy's disheveled appearance, his hair wet and matted, shirt out and pants stained. "Did the kid piss himself?", he wondered. "Nnno.nnnno.nno thanks Chcharlie", I'm just goin to my room and clean up". "Do you need some help?', Charlie said, as he started up the steps. "NNO.I mean.no..I'll be ok, thanks anyway". And saying this, Bobby ran and closed the bathroom door behind him. He heard his two sisters talking in the adjoining room as he shed his clothing and turned the shower on. Bobby was a big boy now, with a big boy's secret. Charlie heard the lock click into place. "Fuckin, fucking weird", he thought as he returned to his pizza and Jerry Springer in time to see another fat 48 year-old, bleach blond in a tight mini skirt screaming at her equally fat, humiliated daughter, something about "a mother's independence", and "I gotta do what I gotta do", as she pirouetted before an uproarious Springer audience, her young bulky but demure daughter sitting behind her, covering her face in shame. "Gotta talk to that boy", he thought, and sitting back on the stained sofa, Charlie became absorbed again in the lives of this latest example of America's backwater trailer trash. Rak had been annoying the shit outta him throughout the pickup game. Taking the final out of the game under the lights, a long fly out that ended in a 7 to 2 loss for his team, the two trotted in toward the dugout and their bags. "Hey, boi, yew got wan fine booty.man.ne.er seen nuttin lak thet booty boy." "Wha the....FUCK YOU MAN..", "whachoo talking bout.yew crazy man.git the fuck away.yew fuckin queer or sumthin?" Elroy picked up speed to get away from the trotting and chuckling player. The teen clattered down the dugout steps to join Zack Thomas and Paul Martin who both had played the winning side and were ready to go. "Hey, pick it up boi, time to get goin, we got tha date tnite, rmember?" Elroy looked back at the smiling Rak as they went to their bags. Turning back to his friends he said, "Yeah, sure, be whit chu bois in a sec, gotta rap wit ma bro, see ya over t'yer house at bout 7:30, K?" His best friends hollered back to him as Elroy sat to stuff his glove into the gym bag. Rak slid over to the boy as Elroy raised his fist. He never saw it coming. The blow struck Rak on his left jaw and he fell forward. The remaining players ran to the pair and helped the stunned ballplayer to his feet and back on the bench. "It's a private thang.its private, tween him and me.butt out", Elroy snarled to the attending two players. "Okay, okay man, just don't hurt him or nothing", the one said, and the two reluctantly left for the parking lot and their cars. "Gaw sumthin sweet t'show yew boy".Rak said, rubbing his bruised jaw. He slid over to his bag and reaching in, pulled out the soiled boy jockeys and smiled at Elroy as he brought the smelly panties to his nose. "Ah never woudda thunk it kid", "you a reglar studman..fucking the ass offa tha little kid.a fuckin reglar booty boi, getting yo little piece..but, man, thas real jail shit.yo ass is grass.but Ah can keep quiet..I can keep it quiet, you know." A cold sweat came over Elroy's face as he sat there looking at the tiny underpants in Rak's fist, staring in stunned silence. Suddenly, he lunged at the tall thin black, grasping at his clutching hand. Rak deflected the blow this time and Elroy, loosing his balance, fell to the floor. The black bounded up and away from the sprawling teen laughing at him as he jumped back up to threaten him again. "Naw, naw, naw.yo gotta stay coool..kid.yo gotta stay cooool..I aint gwan tell no body bout tha thang you did..no boi, not gwan say nothing bout it, but, we gonna be best friends from now on.we gonna be good, good friends". "Taint jus the pussy panties boi.Ah nows where yo live an ah nows who yo daddy is, and I got me sum perty piturs.so..we gonna be real close cus I lak you..boy." The leer was unmistakeable, a bit of saliva mixed with blood, dripping from the edge of Raks mouth, as Elroy watched the man licking it off.. "Aint I ri boi, aint we be bloods, you an me kid.", the question hanging in the air as Elroy, breathing in a sigh of desperation and knowing he was trapped, nodded, "Yeh, ok man", and his head hung as Rak slid over to him. Elroy started, as felt the big Black's hand move on his uniformed ass. "Yeah kid, you'n me gwan be reel close lak reel bloods". The 16 year old boy was silent as he stood staring out the great bay window in the breakfast room of his home, out over the beautiful misty garden, lost in thought. His father, Jake, noticed his appearance and it was changed. The past week had been different. His son was not the same, not nearly as well groomed as he always was, abrupt with the servants, and most of all, not a word to him at breakfast the entire week outside of "Hi Da", "See ya Da". "Wanna talk bout'it Elroy"? Jake, looking up at the sadness in his son's eyes, and after six days of silence, had to ask the question. "Naw Da.hey.gotta go.See ya.later Da". Elroy put down the ham and egg sandwich which he had never touched and left the room. Jake listened as he heard his son roar down the driveway and away to school. Getting up from his chair he walked through the kitchen and out the door to the garage where he found his Chauffeur. "Bruce, can you come with me a moment, I need to talk to you". The report of the activities of his only and favorite son the past week seemed on the surface pretty normal but a few things that Bruce had told him kept coming back to him, as Jake walked into his study. Opening his personal phonebook, he found, the Service. "Twenty/Twenty Investigators", the operator said, "Can I help you"? Jake sitting down, asked for and got his best investigator, a young woman and senior partner in the firm, filling her in with the details, and asking her for extreme discretion. As he hung up the receiver, he wondered if he had made a mistake, if he should trust his son, but the boy's behavior was most unlike the "Elroy" he knew. Yes, something was very wrong and being the fine businessman he was, he could not leave those questions raised by Bruce, unanswered. "Well, sir, he comes home now about six and doesn't say nothing to me like he used to". "No sir, he just hurries up to his room and he stays in the shower for at least a half hour, and maid says his clothes are real smelly and stained like he has diarrhea". It was the diarrhea that had Jake worried. He would make sure to call his physician tomorrow and schedule a physical for the boy. Elroy played the game for the Akron Hornets at Jefferson High better than he had ever played. His batting average soared to over 500 and his aggression on the base paths reached the point where several times Coach Jackson had to take him aside and ask him to take it easy on the guys. His time in the locker room and showers was spent in brooding silences. Not even the banter of his laughing best friends, Zach and Paul, could turn him back to the light-hearted fun of the locker room. Paul wondered why Elroy had become so attached to the guy in center field at their night games, Rak, but did not connect the events or the timing. "Hey Paul, Zach, see ya guys, gotta go", and like that, Elroy abstractedly picked his bag up and walked to the parking lot and his car. He had the same date he had every time at 3 PM for the past week. The same movie that had captured Elroy all week, began to run again on the white wall of the dirty apartment in downtown Akron. The red light cast a dim crimson glow to the room and the smell of poppers and grass was overwhelming. The cone of the film light could be seen as the moving images of the two, Elroy and little Bobby, could be seen beginning with the big teen, naked from the waist down, his immense hooded dick, wet with his little boys spittle and blood at the entrance to the impossibly small asshole of his baby lover, the child resting chest down and ass up on the chugging motorbike. The boy was tied, his arms stretched forward and wrists knotted with clothsline and tied to the bedframe. His exquisite black body naked, his ass propped up by stiff cushions, his thick muscular legs spread, kneeling on the floor, each tied to opposite bedlegs. The teen's immense 11' fat dick pressed downward almost touching the carpet, his tangerine size black nuts tight. The beautiful slim and muscular waist curved upward, the teen's magnificent black ass open, his dark asshole, greased and ready. They had done this so many times before that Elroy sighed now with anticipation for he heard the bathroom door open again. The 6' 5" black came in behind the bound boy. Hugely powerful, slim, a massive muscled torso tapering to a narrow waist, the tight washboard stomach conditioned from years of exercise and play, hair trailing down to a dense black bush and below, Elroy's frightened eyes saw again the monster, jutting out, fatter than his own, longer by 2 inches. He moaned in anticipation and fear. "Yeah baby, yo wan this dick doncha kid." Rak held his tennis ball size nuts and huge trunk of his cock out for the staring boy to see and moved forward and down behind the kid. Leaning forward, he shoved the amyl-filled inhaler into the nostril of his captive. They could not hear the screams of the on-screen child, Bobby showing Elroy burying his dick deep in the boychild's anus, but the young teen bound to the bed had an out-of-body experience of his own, hearing his own screaming as Rak rammed his slick KY-coated cockhead into the lusty teen's asshole popping the immense cockhead inside the asslips. Rak, grasping the slim waist of his boy lover for purchase, and using his knees to hold the inner thighs of his captured victim open, slowly slid the enormous 13" horse cock up Elroy's ass, deeply imbedding his lover, his huge black balls kissing the smaller balls of the big teen boy as his head reeled with the intoxication of the drug. Elroy cried out in pain and lust again as he watched the silent anguish formed by the cocksucking lips of his baby lover flickering on the wall ahead. And when he saw his entire 11" meat up ram up the child's ass, the fast pace of the rape on the screen commenced with Rak keeping pace with the fuck on his bed, raping the arrogance and the pride of the boy Elroy out of him. And like before, as he had done many times in the past week, Rak held the chain which was attached to the leather neck collar around the teen black's neck, and fucked the shit out of him, faster and faster pulling the teen's head back and up, as Elroy became more accommodated to the giant cock ramming up his ass. "EEEEEeeeeeooooowwww".FFFuuccccckkk.in asss.", and Rak, screaming out his lust for the marvelous teen ass, fucked deep and deep and finally deep, cockhairs plastered tightly against asshole, into the very core of the boys guts, he came, reaching down as he spurted again and again deep into the boy, feeling the huge boycock and nuts tight against the stiff boy dick, now touching the floor and ready to shoot. They stayed connected like that, with Rak collapsed on the child's muscular back, his cock still stiff and deeply imbedded in the teen ass as he seeped and shot and spurted, depositing his semen in the boy to mix with the blood of the torn asshole. Kissing his ear and whispering to him, they fucked like that for a half hour, Rak giving the teen slow three and four inch fuck strokes and driving the boy crazy, while stopping the rush of cum or release for Elroy by holding the boy's big nuts and cockbase as he fucked him like a bitch. They watched the end of the reel, when the two, teen and boy, dismounted the bike and began to dress, and when the wall went dark, Rak began again, picking up the fuck until with a fury of long massive dickstrokes, he came again into the bound boy's ass, the two kissing while the huge black baseball fucker deep-dicked his teen fielder cumming again into the velvet glove of his tight teen ass. Rak slipped off the ass of the boy, his huge dick sliding out of the wide-stretched asslips of the 16 year old child, and Elroy groaned in pain. A stream of semen and blood followed out of the opened hole, staining Elroy's balls and dick and running down his wide-spread legs. As he had done every day since the first tryst, Rak left the room and showered as Elroy remained bound to the bed, gasping for breath. And fifteen minutes later, without a word between them, he came back in the bedroom, fully dressed, his chubby cock visible along the pant line nearly to his knee. Kneeling at Elroys head, he kissed him full on the lips, sucking the saliva off the boy's tongue, and released his hands. Then moving behind the teen to his legs, he released the bonds there as well and sat watching as the naked boy slowly rose and dressed. Not a word was exchanged between them. The teen closed the apartment door behind him and walked out to the street and his auto. Elroy knew that he had a date every Friday at 3 PM here and he would be back, the fear of exposure now complicated by the need he felt, the need to be fucked.