Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2017 20:37:55 -0700
From: benjamin winkler <fanofdrama31@gmail.com>
Subject: The sandlot: chapter 4

This chapter is similar to the previous one, including much of the same
sexual activity between the boys but also including EJ.  As always, I do
not know the actual sexual preference of these actors. Remember, donate to
nifty.org if you can and my email is fanofdrama31@gmail.com if you like
what you've read.

Hedges served as property lines and divided the front lawns of many homes
in Wings' neighborhood.  They usually went along the side of the house to
the back lawn as well and at several feet wide in places, provided a decent
amount of privacy when at their fullest.

EJ had parked his bike a couple houses down, then used the hedges as cover
so he could get closer.  He watched the boys go inside, suddenly sad that
he couldn't join them.  As he hung his head with disappointment and turned
to go back to his bike, he noticed the windows.  His curiosity peaked again
when he saw the light turn on in the basement.  Obviously, this meant that
the boys had gone downstairs to do whatever it was they were going to do
and these windows would allow him to watch the action.

The first window was literally at his feet so he knelt down and leaned
forward until he was low enough to look inside.  From there he could see
the base of the stairs and was able to see the first boys enter the room.
He watched them meander aimlessly for a moment until Wings joined them next
to the billiards table. Ryan sat on the edge and swung his legs over it
while the others gathered around him.  They blocked his view, which made EJ
think maybe they were going to start something without waiting for Tommy.
He grew impatient, thinking that he might not be able to see anything
exciting after all.  However, unwilling to give up so early, he stayed and
hoped that his luck would change.

Soon after Wings had come downstairs, Tommy joined them.  One of the boys
said something, then Ryan stood up and turned towards the new comer.  The
others backed up a little bit, which allowed EJ to see him from head to
toe.  He looked so little standing at the edge of the table, his skinny
legs bare halfway up his thighs because of his rather short shorts.

As EJ gave him the once-over, he began to feel a familiar sensation rise in
his groin.  He tried to readjust himself in the position he was in but that
proved to be a little tricky. Keeping his attention focused on young Ryan
so he wouldn't miss anything, he lay on his side with his head propped up
on his right arm.  It wasn't perfect and far from comfortable but would
allow his left hand to do its thing.  While he lay there watching, Ryan
undid his shorts, let them fall to his ankles, then kicked them off the
table.

EJ could tell young Ryan was doing this mainly for Tommy's benefit because
he never broke eye contact as he slowly performed his striptease.  He could
also tell that Ryan was well-endowed for his age and was obviously not
ashamed to show it off. It was a pretty good show so far but EJ couldn't
help wondering how much farther it would go.  He had already found himself
with his left hand through the fabric of his pants but if this continued in
the direction it was going, that wouldn't be good enough.

As if on cue, Ryan slid his hands down his sides and into the fabric of his
briefs.  Tommy had moved closer to the table but as luck would have it,
didn't block EJ's view.  Wings had also moved a little closer but between
him and Tommy there was still some space to see what Ryan might do next.

Suddenly EJ heard a holler and two of the boys began banging on the side of
the table.  Although he couldn't make out any actual conversation, the
classic "drum roll" sound affect is hard to miss and as it continued, an
emboldened Ryan slid his briefs down his thighs and revealed his treasure
proudly.

As it hung down between Ryan's skinny legs, it seemed much too big for the
rest of the boy's small frame.  Ryan stood still as Tommy and Wings stared
at him in wonder, then teased the whole group by gyrating his hips.  EJ
could see his lips move but even if the window would've been open, he
wouldn't have heard what the boy said.  That wasn't important, though,
because now the others had closed in around him, blocking EJ's view.

EJ kept his hand in his pants but stopped moving it.  He wasn't willing to
give up just yet since his patience had rewarded him so far, just like it
had back at the sandlot.  If he had given up then, he wouldn't have gotten
the chance to follow the boys here and spy on their mischievous behavior.

Although he didn't see it happen, when the boys moved away again and Tommy
backed up towards the table, Ryan was now stripped of his briefs.  Without
hesitation, the young half-naked monkey climbed on Tommy's back and allowed
the older boy to carry him towards the corner where Wings' bed lay waiting
for them.  EJ was happy to catch a sight of Ryan's little bottom as the
others teased him and his carrier all the way to the bed.

Now, however, the boys were farther away and although EJ could see most of
what was going on, he was sad that he couldn't see them as well as he'd
like.  He got up from his lying position and crawled along until he noticed
another window.  This viewing platform was better but he was curious to see
if maybe there was one better.  His persistence paid off when he found the
window at the corner of the house directly above Wings' bed.  As long as he
kept himself from being seen and heard, he would be able to enjoy the show
with almost a bird's eye view of all the action.  Happy that he had thought
to check on the "losers" from the sandlot, he again lay on his side and
rested his head on his right elbow.

From his new vantage point, he could clearly see little Ryan looking at the
boys around him with eager, yet complacent, satisfaction.  As he watched
the boys around the bed undo their pants, EJ did the same, almost feeling
as if he were part of the group.  He wanted to continue with them when they
removed their pants and briefs completely but didn't dare take that risk.
Besides, he was too busy admiring the boys as they stood around the bed.
He noticed them look around at each other's developing bodies then turn
back to look at Ryan.  One of them said something, then he and one other
moved a couple of nearby recliners closer to the bed.  They sat down and
reached across the arm rests to lend each other a hand.

Ryan lay still on the bed, then spoke.  Suddenly Tommy climbed over him and
straddled his face, then leaned forward until the distance between their
bodies was non-existent.  EJ was impressed when he noticed Ryan take it in
all stride without making Tommy stop or even slow down.

He turned his attention to the small boy's bottom half, where Wings was
acting like a scientist discovering a new species that had developed
between Ryan's legs.  He could hear the boys on the recliners making
comments and after a few minutes, Wings had worked up the courage to stop
with his hands and move in with his face.

There was a little more talking, then one of the boys from the recliners
got up and went to the small bathroom next to the bed.  He came back with a
jar of Vaseline and handed it to Wings, who applied some to himself, then
held it out.  Moments later he took some more and applied it to Ryan, then
handed it back.  The boy used his finger to put some inside himself, then
let the jar drop to the floor as he sat very directly on the lap of the one
in the recliner.  As he watched Wings crawl forward and eventually enter
Ryan from behind, he gyrated his hips while moving up and down.

At some point Ryan had gone from lying down on his back to being on all
fours with Tommy's hips under his face and Wings' kneeling directly behind
him.  He was not new to any of this, as he had been in this position many
times with Timber and DP, who had each used both his top and bottom an
almost equal amount.  However, Tommy was older and therefore was at a
slight advantage in the size department. He would never admit it but Ryan
had struggled to keep from choking on Tommy, not because of the length so
much as the girth.  It was by sure will power that he had finally been able
to take it all the way until his lips were surrounding the base.  Once that
part was over, the rest was easy although he still took his time and moved
carefully.

Taking Wings was far less complicated.  It was simply a matter of relaxing
his abdomen muscles and with the help from the Vaseline, he was soon
rewarded with the feeling of being full; it was a sensation that never got
old.

If Wings feels this good inside me, I wonder how good Tommy feels.  I can
tell he's bigger.

As Ryan thought of this, DP suddenly stood up from the recliner and moved
towards the bed.  He crawled onto the bed, lay on his back, then scooted
his head under Ryan's hips.  Soon after that, Timber joined the party,
raising DP's legs and entering him from the edge of the bed.

It was all happening too fast for poor EJ, who was trying to watch, indulge
himself, and not be caught all at the same time.  This had far exceeded his
expectations.  He had heard of boys his age comparing and perhaps handling
themselves in front of each other, maybe even doing it to each other.  This
had always made him upset because even though the boys of his posse were
close to his own age, he knew for a fact that none of them would ever do
anything even remotely similar to what he had just witnessed.  He felt this
to be a little ironic because he also knew that, like him, the rest of his
posse did in fact enjoy a little alone time.  It was something they had
talked about but it had gone no further, much to EJ's disappointment.  This
group, however, obviously was more open-minded.

With all the action going on below him, EJ was now on his back with his
head turned towards the window.  For easier access, he had eventually slid
his pants and briefs down to his ankles so he could spread his legs.  Both
hands were now between them, his left one rather active while his right one
was cupping himself securely but gently.

As momentum increased, both in the basement and outside the window, all the
boys involved forgot everything except for the amazing sensations flowing
through their young partially naked bodies.  Eventually, each made a
deposit and the feelings subsided.  For the boys on the bed, the deposits
had a cozy cavern to enter but not for EJ.  His landed on his chest and
abs, some on his shirt and some on bare skin.  Although he wasn't thrilled
with the idea, he figured he might as well use his shirt to clean off his
abs, seeing as it was already messy.  Then, before he got the chance, he
heard a car in the front driveway.  In a panic, he pulled up his briefs and
scrambled to fasten his pants.

Much later that evening, while undressing for a shower, he noticed the mess
on his shirt.  It served as a reminder of what he had seen while making
that mess and this affected him the same way now.  He deposited his shirt
and other clothes in the hamper, then took matters into his own hands after
stepping into the shower.

I've got to find a way to join those boys, he thought to himself.

(I hope I've kept this chapter consistent with chapter 3 and easy to
follow.  I know it's repetitious at times but I promise chapter 5 will be
new territory.)