Date: Mon, 04 Aug 2003 00:33:17 +0000
From: crnhskrfn77@comcast.net
Subject: Youth Baseball part 4

The usual warnings - don't read this if you are underage (of if you do,
don't tell anyone and get yourself in trouble!)  This is strictly a work of
fiction, and no part of it is true.

I woke up at 2:30, and shook Tommy awake.  "Time to get up buddy - we have
a game to play."  He just smiled at me, and said "Do you think we have
time?"

"Not that kind of game, though it sounds good.  We have to get going to the
ball field.  Get your uniform on, and I will get the other guys up."

I shook Kyle and Jeff awake - they were of course much harder to wake up.
I had them get on their uniforms, I got dressed, and we headed out to meet
up with the rest of the team.  As we all gathered in the parking lot, I
noticed some clouds beginning to move in.  "Hope we don't get rained out,"
I thought to myself.

We headed to the ball field, and the coaches started warming the guys up.
Kyle and Jeff seemed a little sluggish at first, but started getting into
it the longer the warm up went on.  The whole team seemed energized with
the thought of the tough game ahead of them.

A few minutes before 4, the coaches called the team into the dugout.  Bob
told them that some of their folks were starting to show up, and more would
probably get there before the game was over.  But they needed to stay
focused - this team they were about to play was tough.  They had won their
first game of the day by a score of 20-8!  He told them that after the game
tonight, any of them could go to dinner with their folks if they were
there, but they were to be back in their rooms by 9 pm at the latest.  Even
though many of the parents were coming into town and would be staying
there, the coaches had decided to have the team continue to stay together
so that they would stay focused.

It turns out the coaches were right, and our opponents were everything they
had told the boys, and more.  It was a seesaw battle, with first our team
getting a small lead, and then seeing it disappear as the other team got
hot, and then to reappear as we battled back.  With time quickly running
out, the game could still go either way.  We had a one run lead going into
the final inning we would get in within the time limit, and had first at
bats.  Jeff was up first and hit a good shot into right field.  The other
teams quick fielding kept Jeff from turning it into more than a single.  A
boy named Rick was up next.  Normally one of our stronger hitters, he went
down swinging.  Then Coach Jim's boy was up, a cute kid by the name of
Ronnie.  Ronnie hit a shot right past their 3rd baseman, the ball just
staying fair, and their outfielders scrambled to come up with the ball.
Jeff managed to take 2, and we had runners on the corners.  The opposing
coach called time, and headed to the mound, joined by their catcher.  After
a brief discussion, he waved toward their dugout, and a new pitcher trotted
onto the field.  As their catcher made his way back to home, the coach and
his other pitcher headed back to the dugout.  The new pitcher threw a few
pitches to get warmed up, and the game was ready to go again.  Our next
player up was Kyle, and their hot new pitcher struck him out.  Then it was
was my nephew who came up, with runners on the corners and two outs.  I
wish I could tell you how he was the big game winner, but he popped up for
the third out.

In the bottom half of the inning, our guys did their best, but their bats
were just too hot, bringing in 2 runs to give us our first loss of the
tournament, 12-11.  The guys were kind of down, but Bob told them they had
played a great game against a really tough team, and gave them all they
could handle.  When they went out to shake hands with the other team, they
had their heads held high.

After the game, Tommy went off with his Mom to have dinner, while Kyle and
Jeff went with Jeff's folks.  Kyle's dad would be here tomorrow morning.
As I was at loose ends for a few hours, I decided to go down the street to
a little restaurant I had noticed before and have dinner myself.  I had
just ordered my second beer when Coach Jim walked in.  He noticed me, and I
waved him over to my table.

"Where's your boy Danny?" I asked?  "Well, my wife isn't getting here until
tomorrow, and Rick asked if Danny could go with them to dinner at the pizza
place on the edge of town, the one with the arcade.  Since I figured they
would have a good time, and I could have a beer in a much quieter place, I
sent them on their way."

"Well sit down.  I'd be glad for the company.  It seems a little quiet
after having been surrounded by kids for 2 days."

"Only 2 days" asked Jim?  "It feels more like a week!"

I laughed.  "For me it's been a real treat - not having kids of my own, I
am enjoying every minute of it."

After we had a couple of beers, and some dinner, we headed out to the
parking lot.  It was only about 7, and I told Jim since the boys wouldn't
be back for a couple of hours, I thought I might drive out by a creek
outside of town and get some air, and asked him if he would like to ride
along.

We dropped his car back at the motel, and headed out in my van.  As I
mentioned before Jim was only 27, and I asked him how he came to be father
to a 12-year-old.  He told me that Danny was only his son by marriage.  His
wife was 10 years older than he was, but when they met, they had hit it off
right away, and he loved Danny too, so the marriage happened only a couple
of months after they had met.

We got to a little picnic area out by the stream.  It was a beautiful
evening, having cooled down quite a bit compared to the earlier heat, and
it was very peaceful with no one else around.  We sat on a bench, enjoying
the view of the small stream.

I said he must really love his wife to take on an instant family like that.
He said he did, and loved Danny very much too.  He said that he and Danny
were probably a lot closer than many boys and their natural fathers.

I told him that he must really like kids, because I understood a number of
players from the team hung out there quite a bit.  He said they were really
no problem, he enjoyed all of them.  I said that I had heard some of the
boys liked to hang out there, even when only Jim was at home.  He kind of
looked at me, a little red in the face, and kind of stammered that the boys
just seemed to enjoy being around him.  I put my hand on his leg, and told
him to relax, I wasn't accusing him of anything, just repeating what I had
heard.  "Who did you hear this from?" he asked?  Not wanting to reveal that
Tommy I had said anything, I picked a team name out of the air, and said
that Mike had mentioned it.  I must have struck a chord (or struck gold!)
because he turned real red then and started to shake.  I put my arm around
his shoulders, and he just dropped his head and started to cry.

I rubbed his back, and told him to take it easy, its ok, no one else knows.
My soothing tones must have broken through, because he looked up at me.
"Aren't you going to report me," he asked?  I told him that from what I had
heard (I was making this up as I went along, but had to see where I could
take it) that he wasn't forcing any of the boys to do anything they didn't
want to, and if they were ok with it, who was I to stop them?  I don't
think he could believe what he was hearing, because he just sat there with
an astounded expression on his face.

I moved my hand back to his leg, and started rubbing it, all the while
looking him in the eye.  I slid my hand up his leg until it was brushing
his crotch.  Jim's eyes got real wide, and then they just closed and he
slumped back on the bench, sighing.

I rubbed his crotch with a little more vigor, and saw that he was getting
hard.  Looking around to make sure we were still alone, I unbuttoned the
top of his shorts and pulled down his zipper.  I leaned over and started
mouthing his dick through is underwear, enjoying the sweaty smell of this
man who had spent a lot of time in the hot sun today.  When I went to pull
his shorts and underwear off of him, he made no protest, lifting his hips
so I could slide them down and off of him.

I got down on my knees in from of him, and spread his legs.  In front of me
was an average size 6" dick, uncut, just the way I like them.  I started
licking his balls, and he started moaning.  I licked under his balls for a
bit, then worked my way back up his cock, where the first pre-cum was
beginning to ooze out of the head.  I licked it up, savoring the salty,
sticky substance, and started licking up and down his 6 inches.  He was
moaning even more now, saying things like "Fuck yeah, lick my dick.  Oh
God, that feels so good."

I could feel he was getting close, but didn't want this to end just yet.  I
had tricked him into a confession, and wanted to get a little more out of
it then just the thrill of giving him a blowjob.  So after sucking his dick
for a minute or two more, I pulled my mouth off of his rock hard dick.  I
told him to stand up and bend over the back of the bench.  He was up and
around so fast, he almost knocked me down.

This young man kept himself in shape, and he had a beautiful ass.  I
kneaded the flesh with both hands, and started pulling his cheeks apart.  I
ran my tongue up and down the crack of his ass, enjoying the sweaty, musky
taste of this 27 year old, loving every minute of it, but knowing that I
really wished it was one of my boys, as I had come to think of them.  I
centered my attention on his hole, licking it up and down, and lubing it up
with my spit.

I stood up and dropped my pants and underwear quickly, bringing my hard rod
to his puckered entrance.  I told him all I had for lube was spit, and he
told me to go for it.  I pressed my dick to his anus, and soon the head
entered him.  Continuing to push, it was not long before my own six inches
was buried in his ass.  I started slowly moving in and out, and Jim started
pushing back, trying to keep all of me inside of him.  I reached around and
grabbed his throbbing dick, jacking him as I fucked him.  In a few minutes
we were both there, me filling his ass with my cum, while he filled my
hand.

After coming down from our mutual orgasm, I got a rag from my van so we
could clean up a little before heading back.  On the ride back to the
motel, I told him I loved what we had just done.  He said he did too, but
didn't know how often we might be able to do it once we were back home.  I
told him we would find time if it felt right for both of us.

When I got back to my room, I hopped in the shower, wanting to wash away
any evidence of my time with Jim before the boys got back.  It was about
8:30, when I heard someone in the room.  "Tommy, is that you" I called out?
"Yeah Greg, just me."  "Be out in a minute," I said.

Knowing it was only Tommy in the room, I dried off, and walked into the
room naked to get dressed.  Tommy just grinned at me, and told me he loved
seeing my dick.  I pulled on some shorts and sat down in a chair next to
the window.  He asked me about this afternoon, and if I thought we could
involve Kyle and Jeff in some things tonight.  I told him we should hold
off one more evening, if it was ok with him and that after they were
asleep, I would teach him something else if he wanted.

He quickly agreed, and headed in to brush his teeth and get ready for bed
himself.  It was early, so I turned on the TV, and found a movie I had
always enjoyed that I figured the kids would like too.  While Tommy was
still in the bathroom, Kyle and Jeff both got back to the room.  I told
them to get ready for bed, and that they could watch the movie for awhile
since it wasn't too late yet.

I called my brother Bob's room and let him know I had all 3 of my guys
back.  He informed me we had an 8 am game the next morning, that's why he
had called for the boys to get back plenty early.  I told him I would turn
the lights out no later than 10, and that we would meet them at the diner
at 6:30 in the morning.

I set the alarm for quarter of 6 so the boys would have enough time to get
showered.  I noticed that their uniforms had been washed and returned by
one of the parents.

It wasn't long once Kyle and Jeff hit the bed before they were beginning to
nod off.  By quarter of 10 they were out, but Tommy was wide-awake next to
me.  He whispered to me, asking if he thought they were sound asleep yet.
I told him to give them a few more minutes, but to keep him from getting to
anxious, I started rubbing up and down his chest.  After a few minutes had
gone by, I figured those boys were out for the count, and let me hand roam
further on Tommy.  This time when I reached the bottom of his tummy, I let
my hand continue down and started rubbing his little dick and balls through
his underwear.

"Oh God Greg, that feels so good."

"Do you want me to show you something more tonight?"

"Oh yes, please Greg, show me everything", he whispered.

"Well, not everything, but I will show you what blow jobs are tonight.
Would you like that?"

In response, he pulled his shorts off and threw them to the floor.  I sat
up, and continued rubbing his little balls with one hand, while I had his
dick between my thumb and two fingers of the other hand.  I stopped my
ministrations long enough to turn around and stretch out beside him, with
my head level with his boyhood.  I reached over and pulled him onto his
side, facing me, and stuck out my tongue, giving his dick a first lick.  I
felt him shudder and catch his breath.

"Are you alright Tommy?  Are you sure you want me to do this?"

"Oh yeah, please Greg, do that some more."

So I licked his dick a little more, before moving down to his hairless ball
sack.  I played with it with my tongue; sucking both balls into my mouth,
and letting them roll around on my tongue.  I then moved back up to his
dick, and when I got to the head of his 4 inches, swirled my tongue around
it, and stuck it into the piss slit.  About this time, I felt his hand on
my dick.  He had reached over, and was working it out of the slit in my
jockeys.

He got my dick out, and started jacking it like he had done earlier this
afternoon.  I swirled my tongue around his head some more, then engulfed
his 4 inches in my mouth for the first time that night.  He started
squirming around in ecstasy, and completely forgot about my dick, or
anything else for that matter, except for the extreme sensations coursing
through his young body.  I started applying suction to his dick, moving my
lips up and down his pole.  Every time I would reach the top, I would make
sure his head got a further massage with my tongue.

I felt him getting closer, and he said that he was going to cum, I should
stop now.  I just kept sucking, increasing the pressure and speed, and he
started releasing his load in my mouth.  His body rent completely rigid as
his cock sent 3 or 4 strong squirts onto my tongue, and I kept sucking him
until there was nothing more to get.

As he lay there panting, I turned around again, and kissed him on the lips.
When he started kissing me back, I worked my tongue into his mouth, sharing
a little of his tasty cream with him.  When we finally broke our kiss, he
said "Jesus Greg, that was the most incredible thing I ever had happen to
me!"

I laid there caressing his young body, and told him I was glad he liked it.
Then he asked if he should do it to me.  I told him I didn't expect him to,
and just wanted to make him feel good.  He said he didn't really know if he
wanted to try sucking me off, but could he jack me off?  I told him I would
love it, and got up and pulled my shorts off, then kneeled down with one
leg on each side of him, my dick right in front of him.

He grasped my rock hard cock and started jacking it.  I was already leaking
pre-cum, giving him his first blow job had nearly gotten me off all by
itself.  He rubbed the pre-cum around my dick as he jacked me, and felt my
cum start to boil up from by balls.  A erupted, sending my first shot over
his head to the head board, then raining down cum on his face and chest
with my successive blasts.  As my orgasm passed, I lay back down next to
him.

I saw him stick his tongue out, and lick a little of my cum from his chin.
"Do you like it" I asked?

"It's not bad, kind of salty and tangy, but it's not as gross as I thought
it would be."

I got up and got a towel, and wiped my cum off of him, and off my dick.
Then I asked him if he wanted to help me 'check' on our roommates before we
went to sleep, giving him a wink.

He quietly got out of bed, and joined me by Kyle's side of their bed.  I
gently rubbed my hand across his chest a couple of times to make sure he
wouldn't waken, then fished into the slit of his boxers for his dick.
Pulling it out, I let Tommy feel his friend up for a moment, then leaned
over and gave it a couple of licks before tucking it back in.

I then let Tommy around to the other side of the bed by his once again hard
dick, where Jeff lay gently snoring.  Again assuring myself that this young
boy would not wake up, I pulled his boxers down far enough to reveal his
dick and balls.  Tommy caressed Jeff's dick for a moment, then surprised me
by leaning down and giving Jeff's dick a little lick.  He came up smiling,
and I asked him if he liked it.  He said he did, but hoped to do it again
some time when Jeff was hard.  I gave Jeff a couple licks myself, and then
pulled his briefs back up.

Tommy and I pulled our underwear back on and lay back down.  Tommy snuggled
up against me, sighing contentedly, and was soon in dreamland.  I knew I
would be dreaming about tomorrow's possibilities!


Well, there is part 4.  I hope you like it as much as the first 3.  Please
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