Date: Fri, 6 May 2016 07:41:39 -0400 From: Medic nextdoor Subject: Bobbies Little League Coach 2 The entire time with Bobbie was a wonderful memory that helped me jack off twice that night. The next morning, I slept in late and was stirring when I heard a knock. "Good morning," Bobbie said, dressed in his uniform and standing at my door. "Time to get going sleepyhead". He entered my apartment, dropped his shoes at the door and sat down on the couch. I was still waking up as I walked over and sat down next to him. "What gives?" I asked. "We don't have practice today until later". "Yeah, I know," Bobbie said. "Mom had to go somewhere and wasn't going to get back before it was time. I asked her if I could come over to your house and you give me a ride". I had cleared my head enough to notice that Bobbie was smiling big now and he had a noticeable bulge in his new white pants. "Did you have anything else in mind?" I asked with a snicker. "Well...maybe," he said, looking at the ground and moving his feet back and forth. "For starters, I thought we could talk more about – you know". "Orange juice?" I asked. "No, I don't want to talk about," was all he said until he realized I had asked a different question. I smiled again. "I meant, do you want some orange juice?" He knew I was teasing him and he loved it. "Yes, please," Bobbie said. He was such a polite young boy. I returned with the OJ and we both sat on the couch, he in his uniform and I in my fleece PJs without a top. We were a sight. He finished first and put the glass down. "I have lots more questions," he said. I sighed. A curious boy in uniform. Who could resist? "Ok," I said. "Like what?" "My brother has an older friend," he started. I remembered Bobbie's brother. Rusty was two years older than him, a sight to behold. He was 14 and ran around with a 16 year old hunk. I didn't think there was anything to that friendship beyond normal friendship but was soon to find out different. "Sometimes, he stays with Rusty and they have a sleepover," Bobbie continued. "You know we share the bedroom, right?" I didn't, but I do now. "So?" I asked. "I hear everything that is going on," he said. "Everything. They think I'm asleep but I'm not". Now, I was getting hard again and also getting interested. "So, where does Rusty's friend sleep? I asked. "You all only have the two twin beds, right?" "His name is Donnie and he sleeps on the floor in one of our sleeping bags," he said. "Or, at least, that's where he starts". I was definitely hard now and very interested. "What do you mean?" I asked. "After 30 minutes or so," Bobbie told me. "My brother yells out for me. He calls my name a few times to see if I am awake. I don't move, of course, and by then, the streetlight outside has lit the room enough that I can see. My brother pulls the sheets back and leans down to Rusty and says, `the coast is clear, come on up' and Rusty climbs out of his sleeping bag and into my brothers bed," Bobbie tells me. "I started to hear a noise that, at first, sounded strange," Bobbie said. Bobbie moved his hand down to adjust his now hard-as-ever hard-on in his underwear. "What else?" I asked. "A few minutes later," Bobbie told me. "I see the sheets move back and my brother lying flat on his back and his underwear pulled down to his knees. Donnie is leaning over him and it looks like he's sucking my brother's dick. I hear Rusty grunting and cooing. It sounds like they are having fun". Bobby giggles for a minute, looking down and seeing my hard peter pointing up in my pajamas. "Then what?" I ask. "A few minutes later, Rusty starts to moan pretty loud," he says. "He yells that he's cuming and then moans really loud while Donnie sucks hard on his peter. After a few minutes, he lets my brothers dick out of his mouth and they settle in to each other like two love birds". "So," I said. "Your brother's friend gives BJs, eh?" "What's that?" Bobbie asks. "BJs – blow jobs," I tell him. "You never heard of a blow job?" "Some of my friends talk about them," Bobbie says. "But, I never understood what they are". "Well, that's what they are," I said. "They really feel good, by the way". "Did Donnie swallow my brothers cum?" Bobby asks. Now, I see his hand over his uniform pants, actively jacking his own peter. "I wasn't there, but my bet is yes," I told him. "Doesn't it taste – funny?" Bobbie asked me, scrunching his little nose up. "No," I told him. "It actually tastes ok – and, besides, it has lots of protein so it's good for you," I told him. He seemed curious. It was also obvious that we needed to get some relief or neither one of us were going to be able to do any practice today. I leaned over and took hold of Bobby's peter through his uniform pants. He was super hard. "I think we need to take care of this before we can play any baseball," I said. Bobbie smiled and leaned back on the couch. I unsnapped the top button of his baseball pants. As I unzipped his pants and pulled them down, he lifted up and I realized he had his new jock strap on. "So, you figured out how to put this on by yourself, eh?" I asked, pleased and amazed as well. He looked so hot. "Yeah," Bobbie told me. "In fact, I jacked off this morning with it on. It's really sexy". I knew that a 12 year old had the capability of cuming more than once a day and, actually, every hour if need be - so I was pleased to help him out with his "problem". As I continued to pull his pants to his ankles, he reached down and started to play with himself though his jock. I reached up for his hand and stopped him. "Let me," I said. Bobbie smiled and leaned back further. His dick was peaking over the top of his cup and you could tell that pre-cum was gushing out. Lota of it! I moved my finger to the head of his dick and swiped up the pre-cum, only to coat the head with it. Bobbie squirmed around the couch, moaning. "I like when you do that," he said, smiling up at me. "Can I ask you a favor?" "Sure," I said. "You can always ask". "Would you give me a blow job?" he asked, timidly. Without answering, I leaned over his jock, pulling the cloth cup back so his peter sprang up in a curve towards his cute belly button and, with one smooth movement, sucked his dick into my mouth. Bobbie yelled. "GAAAHHH," he screamed. "WAAOOOO". I knew I had hit the motherload, so to speak. I sucked him up and down for several minutes, playing with his hairless balls and enjoying my swirling tongue around his head. He grabbed my head and smiled. "Guh...AWESOME!" he said His noises didn't make much sense except for that one sentence. My finger, now somewhat wet from the drool off of his peter, moved to the crack of his butt, just touching his perineum. He jerked up into my mouth and started to squirt his love juice into my mouth, all while having a toe-curling orgasm. "MAAAA...GAW...UGH..." was all he could say as his cum overtook his small body. I kept sucking as he came down and his breathing returned to normal. He giggled and pulled my head off of his peter. "That tickles now," he told me. "Yeah, that does happen sometimes after," I answered. "So, is a BJ what you thought it would be?" I asked. "WAY MORE!" he exclaimed, smiling as big as he could. He got up off of my bed and started to pull his jock and uniform pants back up. I stayed where I was at on the bed. The boner I had in my pajamas was obvious. "I don't think I can give you a blow job," he said. "Not yet, anyhow". "That's ok," I told Bobbie. "I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do". With that, he reached over and put his hand on top of my cotton covered hard-on and started to jack me off. "Ohhhh, Bobbie, I love when you do that," I said. I meant it. He smiled and pulled my pajamas down, seeing I didn't have any underwear on. He put his hand in front of my mouth and I licked it up and down and all around to make sure it was wet enough. When I finished, he moved it down to my dick and started to jack me off I didn't last long. Within a minute or two, I was breathing heavy and felt the cum start from my toes up through my dick. I squirted three or four squirts of cum on my tummy, Bobby being careful to keep his uniform clean. He let go of my dick and moved his hand up to his mouth. I was awed as I watched him lick my cum off of my hand. "You're right," he said, matter-of-factly. "It doesn't taste bad." We both giggled and I stood up to pull my pajamas back up. As he was dressing, I excused my self and went to my bathroom to get showered and dressed for the day. I came out of the bedroom to find Bobbie on the couch watching cartoons. He looked so cute in his uniform, I almost got a hard-on again. "Oh, sport, let's go out back and do some warm-up," I said. We both walked out to the back yard and worked on his baseball. It was going to be a good day.