Date: Sat, 8 Jun 2013 21:20:59 -0400
From: copoyb@gmail.com
Subject: Travel Team part 1

Obligatory disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. If it is illegal
for you to read or view stories pertaining to dudes having sex with each
other, whether because you're a minor or your state or country forbids it,
please leave now.

Comments, questions, marriage proposals, declarations of vendetta, and so
on are welcomed at copoyb@gmail.com

Travel Team

If there are two things that boys like, they are sports and sex. The former
is the cause of athletic teams around the country—for example, the
Plymouth High School Baseball Team, which allowed young men to pitch,
catch, and hit balls to their hearts' content. The latter is the symptom of
athletic teams around the country—to put it bluntly, when young men
spend weeks traveling to various away games, the hotel rooms can get a
little tense.

This tension was the reason that when Gabriel Christensen, a member of the
aforementioned baseball team, emerged from the bathroom with naught but a
towel to cover his nether regions, he found himself face-to-wang with two
of his teammates. Alex Sullivan and Will Fredrickson were both each a head
taller than their diminutive victim, and if their total nudity and
burgeoning erections were anything to go off of, their intentions were
leaning towards a special type of male bonding. Jonah Targow, the fourth
and by far most hirsute guest of this particular hotel room, was similarly
disrobed but sat in the far corner. He wasn't standing to attention yet, so
to speak, but instead watched with the air of an impartial observer.
Although he was the only one of the boys to have any chest hair to speak
of, they all shared a dark and curly swimsuit area below their
well-developed abdominals. Gabriel took this all in in a split second.

"What the hell?" he yelled, instinctively backing up, as one might when
confronted by a wild animal or horny teenage boy. "What are you guys
doing?"

Alex stepped forward. "That should be obvious," he said. "In case you
haven't noticed, there aren't many girlfriends here, and it's been a while
since we got any. I think you understand the rest."

Gabe raised his hand defensively. "Look, I really don't give a crap about
that. I don't care how horny you are. Just jerk off in the shower or
something, Jesus."

"But you know as well as I do that there are some things that you just
can't get from your hand. And," Alex said, raising a hand to teasingly
brush across Gabe's chest, "a little birdie told me that you're more than
willing to provide them."

The smaller boy could feel himself begin to swell just a little at those
words. In all honesty, he would have happily dropped to his knees at this
moment. However...

"I'm not gay, dude!" he said, pushing Alex back. "And stop doing that!"
More to the point, he'd assumed there had been a mutual confidentiality
agreement about that little matter. If word had gotten out—

"I never said that you were." Alex regarded his teammate coolly. "It's just
helping out. Unless, of course, you'd like everyone to know about your
games with Collin?"

Gabriel bit his lip. On the one hand, he'd prefer to not become some kind
of team slut, but—

Alex ripped off Gabe's towel as he pondered the matter, exposing his
now-hard five inches to the world. "Ah, so you do want it!"

"Hey!" Gabe said, trying futilely to cover himself up.

"Just get on the bed, shrimpdick," Alex said. Gabriel stiffened in more
ways than one. In reality, Alex and Will—who had been watching the
proceedings with his arms crossed—were only a couple inches longer than
him, and once you accounted for height...

Gabriel found himself yanked onto the bed, plopped down right in front of
Will's cut length. Up this close, it did actually seem much bigger.

"Are you ready?" Will asked. He was clearly not as aggressive as Alex, and
his tone of voice suggested honest concern for his friend.  Gabe nodded,
licked his lips, and leaned in. At this, Jonah sat up, his hand dipping
toward his lap to attend to his suddenly piqued interest.

Will began to let out a sigh of pleasure. Hearing this, and feeling a
little pleased with himself, Gabe stroked the underside of Will's head with
his tongue. The taller boy gasped and thrust forward, gagging his teammate.

"Oh, shit! I'm sorry," Will said, pulling back. "It's just been a while,
and—"

Gabe said nothing, simply flashing his teammate an impish grin before
diving back upon his dick, going deep enough to confirm that he had indeed
done this sort of thing before. Will let the boy service him with a
practiced expertise, enjoying the sensation of Gabe's free hands fondling
his heavy balls and exploring his chest.

"Well! Do you mind if I butt in?" Alex interrupted just as Will thought he
was going to shoot. "Actually, never mind. I don't care. Turn it around,
guys."

Obligingly, Will withdrew from his friend's mouth, giving his glistening
dick a few tugs. Gabe turned to bend over the bed, arching his back to
thrust his bubble butt in the air in anticipation.

"Perfect," Alex breathed, stroking his cock, which he had lubed up during
the pre-flight entertainment. He grabbed and massaged Gabe's ass before
slipping a hand into his crack. A wandering finger found the entrance and,
teasing it, found it to not be as tight as one might expect of a practicing
heterosexual.

"'Not gay,' my ass," he said. "Now, who's ready to party?" Not one to wait
around, he began to feed his teammate his dick one inch at a time. "Oh, my
God, you're still so tight, though—"

Gabe felt himself be filled up by the intrusion and, wanting more,
shamelessly threw himself backwards to impale himself completely on Alex's
length. His own was rock hard by now, the foreskin pulling back to reveal a
flushed pink head.

Alex began to piston in and out, picking up speed as he went. He was going
so deep that each thrust was punctuated by the slapping sound of his balls
smacking against Gabe's admittedly magnificent ass. Will, who was not one
to waste an opportunity to spit-roast, climbed onto the bed to offer his
dick to the shortest and most enthusiastic of his friends. The boy accepted
it immediately.

Jonah, by now, was having the time of his life. At the sight of his fantasy
come to life, he released, his seed becoming tangled in his thatch of curly
hair. He sat back and watched the tableau contentedly.

Gabriel, for what it was worth, was having the time of his life. He had
discovered that Alex was just a bit longer than Collin, and he was enjoying
every extra millimeter as it rammed in and out of him—and ram it
did. Alex was getting very much into his newfound toy, and his enthusiasm
was palpable. Will, meanwhile, didn't even complain about being so
figuratively shafted; the bonus of Gabe's talented tongue more than made up
for his being restricted to one end. He found himself venturing further
down his friend's throat with every jostle.

The hotel room was now filled with the slurpings and slappings of the
energetic young man between his friends and the occasional insuppressible
moan from the boys at either end. Will was the first to crack, letting out
a contented groan as he unloaded into Gabe's mouth. Gabe swallowed his load
as it came, taking care not let any spill on the bed. Alex immediately
followed, pulling out to pump shot after shot of jizz onto Gabe's back. The
two serviced boys sat down dreamily on the bedspread, taking no notice of
Gabriel's unattended length.

"Don't touch that," Alex warned. "We're paying the guys next door a visit
in fifteen minutes. I think that tonight will be pretty fun."