Date: Sun, 1 Apr 2018 03:44:51 +0000 (UTC) From: Michael Subject: Baseball Catcher (College--gay) A little about myself before we get started, My name is Zac Iam 19yo., 5'5" ,115 lbs. and a full blown queer. I've always been comfortable with my sexuality and made absolutely zero effort in hiding it. My parents have always been really fantastic about the whole "gay" thing, In fact my mom and older sister Ashley may be a little to supportive. Ashley felt it was perfectly acceptable to give my number to every gay guy on campus, But nothing ever seemed to come of it. I didn't find openly gay guys all that attractive and I had a definate straight guy fetish, As I suspect most queers do. I really wish she would pass my number out to the baseball team or more specificly Steve the teams shortstop. Steve is just my type looks wise, Not real tall, Maybe 5'8", Dark hair and built like an underwear model. Me and the folks made pretty regular trips to visit with Ash since the campus was just over an hour north of the small town in which we resided. I had the baseball schedule mermorized and made sure our little trips coincided with a home game. We arrived on campus with little time to spare, The game was due to start in just 5 minutes. My folks encouraged my recently new interest in the game of baseball and I'm sure they secretly hoped my present "gay phase" was passing and the next phase of my life would be an allstar college ball player. I guess it would be unfair to blame them, They just wanted me to be okay in life and constantly worried about me fitting in. So I let them have there secret little dream and played along. "Mom, Dad I'm gonna go catch the game...Tell Ash I'll catch up with her later" I said. My Dad always felt the need to give me parting words of encouragement "What position you think gonna play next year?...I can picture you behind the plate...You know the catcher is the most important player on the field" He said as I scampered across the vistor parking lot. I didn't want to burst His bubble so I just responded with a simple "Sure Dad..That would be great", But what I really wanted to say was "Absolutely Dad...I'm undoubtedly a catcher...I'd be up for catching for the entire team". I made my way the bleachers and took my normal seat half way between 3rd and home, After a fair amount of research I've determined this location gave the best unobstructed view at the reason I was here, Steve. All the guys looked hot in the skin tight white uniforms, But Steve filled it out better than most. There He was filling the gap between 2nd and 3rd. He probably didn't do it for my benefit, But the black jockstrap he was sporting today was completely visible through the thin white nylon pants. It could be my imagination, But Steve's cup looked bigger than most of his teammates. The game was in full swing and I watched every move my baseball god made, But was cautious with my ogles. I didn't imagine He would like knowing some little queer was in the stands fantasizing about what he looked like out his uniform and I didn't want to put him off his game since they held onto a five run lead. It was true His uniform left little to the imagination, But my mind ran wild as I watched Him make one spectacular play after the next. I don't have alot of experience with this type of guy, But everything about him screamed big dick to me. If I've learned nothing else height had little to do with the size of a guys cock. All Steve's features almost seemed exaggerated, He had the most incredible ear to ear smile and His giant blue eyes caught the sunlight and sparkled. He also had a bigger nose than most, But it looked completely balanced with all the other large features. Steve's nicely tanned arms were ripped with muscle and the one visble hand was large and strong. He was wearing at least a size 10 shoe, Maybe bigger. I figured with all he had going on physically it was likely he had some big sweaty meat stuffed into the oversized athletic cup. All the players these days are wearing specially designed tinted glasses, So if were in fact getting caught staring it was likely I wouldn't know it and to be honest I kind of wanted to get caught. It seemed as if everytime I looked in his direction he was adjusting one thing or another, Sometimes the front of his jock and other times times the straps that cupped his perfectly bubbled ass. It could be wishful thinking, But he looked in my direction every time he gave his pouch a tug and he tugged a lot. As the game went on the thier lead grew to 8 runs. I became most convinced the show he was putting on was indeed for my benefit. He actually pointed right at me before dropping his hand to his crotch for a quick adjustment, That was no coincident. Steve clearly knew I was watching him intently and was enjoying every minute. There was little chance He was gay, But He sure didn't mind my wanting looks. There was no need for the home team to bat the bottom of the 9th, The game was over. I watched the guys leave the field for what was likely a group shower of hot naked studs. I stayed at the field til there wasn't a soul left and just as the sun dropped behind the trees casting a shadow across the field, I gathered up my belongings and headed back toward the dorms. I heard an unfarmilar voice "Hey..Wait up" The voice said. Much to my surprise I turned to see Steve jogging toward me. He was stripped down to just his uniform bottoms and that fabulous black jockstrap. His cleats were tied together and hung over his left shoulder. Steve's upper body was more incredible than I could have possibly imagined. I counted as He got closer, Not just the usual six this guy had an 8 pack tummy and his chest was well worked out. I stood frozen and watched as His big feet slid through the slightly overgrown grass, At least size 11 I now thought. "What's up Dude..I see you at a lot of games..You go to school here Bro?" Steve asked while still walking toward me. "Nah, But my sister does..Maybe you know here, Ashley dorm 6...I'm Zac by the way" I answered Him. "Yup...I think I do...Junior, Hot blond...Goes by Ash if I'm not mistaken?" He half asked. "That's her...My folks and I come to check up on her..Make sure She's living up to her potential..Ya know?" I said laughing a bit. By this time Steve was standing directly in front of me and if His eyes weren't so amazing it would have been difficult to not look this specimen up and down. "You a baseball fan?...or?" He asked me. "Yes I am..Boys of summer..Can't get enough" I answered awkwardly. "Cool...I love it too...You like that double play in the top of the 7th?" Steve asked. "Hell yeah..That was awesome" I replied quickly without thinking. "Yeah it was...It would have been more impressive if it actually happened" Steve said laughing. "I thought maybe I got distracted and missed it..I guess maybe I didn't watch the game as closely as I could have" I said looking at the ground. "You know what I think?" He asked. "I'd love to know what you think Steve" I responded. "I don't recall telling you may name Dude" He said. "I told Ya I'm a fan..must have heard it during a game" I said nervously. "Oh yeah..What's our pitchers name" He asked slyly. "I don't know of the top of my head..Sorry" I answered Him. "How about the guy that plays 3rd...Surely you caught his" He asked. "Sorry..I can recall it on the spot" I replied. "Yup you sure are a fan of the team..aren't ya?" He asked. "So I can't remember a couple of names big deal" I answered sharply. "I think your a fan of this" Steve said stuffing a hand down his pants and pulling out his cup. I was totally shocked and speechless and couldn't help but notice the outline the cock that was crawling down his leg. "Yeah that's was I fucking thought...Your one of those jock fags...I know the type" He said in a manly tone. I didn't know what to say so I said nothing, I'm not typically short for words, But this alpha stud had me feeling like a scared little gay boy. "Dorm 3..Room 26..It's on the 3rd floor..Half hour" Steve said as he walked past me brushing me with his bis big shoulder, Almost knocking me to the ground. I remained in my stuper til he was out of sight. It wasn't a question of if I was gonna go, But if I could wait the half hour as instructed. I looked at my watch, 8:00 and by 8:04 I was leaning against a tree in front of dorm 3, Time was standing still. or so it felt. I could see Steve through his 3rd floor window, I watched as strong arm reached up, removed his ball cap and returned it to his head backwards. I was lost in thought of what I might be getting myself into when Steve opened his window and hanged his sweat drenched white pants over the sill to air out. It was nearly dark and thought I was hidden by the shadow the tree cast from a newly turned on spot light, But I was wrong. "Well aren't you eager..I fucking like that...Room 26" Steve said hanging his upper body out the window. Dorm 3 is known as the jock block, I've heard my sister say. I pushed open the door and it was just as I imagined a jock block might be like, Half dressed athletes strutting thier shit around. I avoided any eye contact and quickly found the stairwell. I made my way to the 3rd floor passing no less than 12 sexy jocks, One rightfully proud enough to stroll around naked and He actually spoke to me. "What's up Zac...Name is Joel I play 3rd base on Steves team...Think you can remeber it" He said as I passed by him. That couldn't have been a chance meeting, Could it?. I found room 26 with door open and just let myself in. "Hello...Steve?" I said loudly. "Make your self comfy..I'll be out in sec Bro" Steve said from the bath. I sat on the edge of the couch and looked around the room, Steve was for sure straight. The walls were clad with the stereo typical college jock posters, Cars and naked chicks. Steves room had an aroma all it's own, Pizza and sweat with a hint of beer. "Remote is likely between the cushions...Dig it out and put on the game Bro" Steve said still in the other room. I found the controller and various other items just where Steve said I would and I turned on the TV. "Hey Steve what channel is the game on?" I asked Him. "What?...The big baseball fan doesn't know what fucking channel" He answered laughing. "Okay Steve...You've already debunked me..What friggin channel you want this thing on?" I replied cleverly. "122...that's ESPN...Ever heard of it?" He said still laughing. Just as I found the proper channel a hand came from where Steve was standing behind the sofa and patted me on the head. "There you go gay boy..I knew you could find it" He said. I looked out the side of my eyes and follwed Steve while he made way around the of the couch, sat on the arm and brought his left foot to rest on the cushion next to me. He was wrapped in an oversized hand towel which barely covered his crotch. The room was fairly dim, But I could clearly make out the silhouette of his junk as it rested against the white cotton. Steve had a good 7-8 inches of pretty thick cock hanging between his spread legs. "WOW" I said and quickly returned my eyes to the TV. "You don't mind if I air out my shit..Do you faggot?...I was going shower, But my new enthusiastic little friend was 20 minutes early" He said spreading his legs even further. Steve's new postion allowed the glow from the table lamp situated on the coffee table behind me to illuminated his swinging manhood. He was bigger than I previously thought, A good 8-9 inches and pretty damn fat. "You like my bat fag?" He asked coldly. "Damn Steve...Your huge" I spit out eyeing his pole. "8.5"...In case you were wondering...And I'm fucking sure you were...Want a beer Zac?" Steve stated as he got up walked to the fridge. "That's an impressive size dick for a guy your size...What are you bout 5'9".." I asked. "You want a fucking beer or not Bro?..I'm 5'8" 165lbs. and I guess I been blessed you could say" He said snapping open the can handing it to me before taking his previous postion back. "Thank you" I said tilting my head back and putting half beer down my throat in four big gulps. "Damn Bro...Little thirsty are ya?" Steve asked. "Yeah I guess" I replied and quickly finished off the remaing brew. "Easy does it fag...Don't filling up on beer...Leave room for the jizz your gonna be eating" Steve said laughing. Steve had managed to leave me speechless yet again, The second time in the short time I've known him. I was admittedly nervous, But I really wanted to suck on Steves huge bat. I somehow worked up a stupid response "There's always room for Jello" I said feeling pretty fucking dumb. "There you go gay boy...That's the spirit...Hope you don't mind I invited Joel over to watch the game...He should be here any minute" Steve stated. I immediately spit out yet another ridiculous answer "The more the merrier...As they say" Just as I got the words out Joel was standing in the open doorway. Joel and Steve immediately began to foster each others egos about todays game. "Great fucking playing today Dude" Joel said to Steve. "You too Bro...We fucking smoked them..Didn't we?" Steve said to Joel. This went on for what felt like forever, They carried on as if I weren't even in the room. Steve was first to opt out of the exaggerated bragging jocks tend to do "Joel come on in...Close the door behind ya...Want a cold one Dude?" Steve asked. Joel was on the tall side, Maybe 6'1", Dirty blond hair and a lean ripped body. He and Steve must shop at the stores, Joel was also wrapped from the waist down in a tiny piece of white fabric resembling a towel of some sort. There was a familar outline barely hidden and the end of his pipe was almost visible, He was another fine example of a hard working college athlete. Joel stole Steves perch and when he sat the edges of the towel that were once over lapped opened up as he spread his legs. Joel's cock and balls were in clear view, almost as if they were on display for me. "Steve told me your a big fan of the game" Joel said slapping his thigh during a bout of laughter. "Yeah I guess you could say that" I said in response to his comment. Steve was back with couple of beers and tossed one to his buddy "No more beer you gay boy" Steve said to me as took a seat on the cushion next to me. As I watched Steve slouch back on the sofa I could feel Joel slide down on my other side. I sat quietly between these two grade A studs as they drank thier beers and talked about the ball game on TV. Once again I felt like I wasn't even in the the room, So I tried to get in on the conversation. "That fucker will swing at anything..Won't he?" I said. "Shut the fuck up fag...Your not here for game analysis..Are you fag?...You came here to suck some straight jock cock...Didn't you?" Steve asked. I was afraid to answer, It was likely any response was going to be met with a "Shut the fuck up fag" So I just sat quiet. Joel was first to remove his towel and immediately tossed it at me, As if to let me know he now completely naked. His cock hung over his left leg and almost seemed to be looking for something, He was a good size too a solid 8" and beautiful. While I was eyeing Joel meat a second towel was hung over my head. I turned in Steve's direction and His fat cock drapped off the right side of his body, I watched hugrily as he made it dance. The site of Steve's leaky cock bouncing around got my tongue running around my mouth without any thought. "Which of the cocks you wanna suck first fag?" Steve asked me as his hand found the back of my skull. "There both magnificent...How could I possibly choose" I answered just as Joel found my hand and delivered it to his hard cock. "That's it Baby...Get to know him a bit first..Stroke that fucking big dick fag" Joel ordered as he layed back and closed his eyes. Thinking Steve was feeling a bit neglected my left hand quickly found his fat pipe, Steve was definately the bigger of the two straight jocks meat I was stroking simultaniously. "Hey Zac...Bet this is a first for you?...Isn't it?" Steve casually asked as my fingers wandered all over his hard bat. Even if it wasn't I would have given the same answer "What?...A gorgeous jock cock in each hand...Nah this shit happens all the time" I said coyly. "Who's bigger" Steve asked me already knowing the answer. "Your both huge, But Steve I'm pretty sure You got almost an inch on Joel" I said stroking the big poles at an even pace. Joel not willing to admit defeat argued it's not the length but the girth that really satified the chicks "Yeah Steve maybe a tad longer, But what about the thickness fag?" Joel asked. I wrapped my fingers around the fattest part of Joel meat and leaned over to visually measure the gap between my index finger and thumb, looked to be about an half inch. Leaning in the other direction I performed the same tecnique to Steve and the gap appeared to be closer to 3 quarters of an inch. "Sorry Joel...Steve's got you there too, But not by much" I answered after some quick deliberating. "Awesome...What do I fucking win...I'll tell ya...Come on faggot here's your chance to suck a prize winning cock" Steve demanded as his hand wrapped the backside of neck and pulled my head toward his lap. I'm not quite sure why I put some resistance, But I did. Steve being a hell of a lot stronger had my lips resting on his cock head with little effort. Almost as if it were a reflex my tongue fell out of my mouth and encircled his swollen head. "There you go fag...Get to it" Steve said softly as he released his tight grip and folded his arms behind his head and watched my every move. I opened mouth as wide as I could and lowered my head over his hard fat stick. "Suck that fucking cock gay boy and watch those teeth bitch" Steve said quietly. Joel felt the need to add his 2 cents every time Steve let out a moan "You love that fucking cock?..Don't ya faggot?" Joel added. Not breaking my stride I just hummed "HMMMM". My eyes wandered up to meet Steve's and the look of complete joy on his face said it all. "You gonna eat my nut gay boy?...Isn't that what all fags want?" Steve asked. "HMMM..MMM" I hummed again. Steve looked to Joel and said "I fucking told ya Dude...I knew he'd be a swallower...Guess I win that bet too" Steve and Joel shared a quick high five before His gaze was back to my efforts on his long jock meat. "I got a five day load for ya gay boy...Hope your fucking hungry" Steve said as he rested a hand on the back of my head. And without warning the first of six shots hit the back of throat. I could feels his hot spunk sliding down my gullet. "Fuck yeah...swallow the fucking seed" Steve ordered. I was so focused on Steve's big shit I almost forget Joel was waiting patiently for his turn. "I think your done there faggot..My fucking turn to have a go" Joel said as I continued licking Steve's softening stick. "Get those fucking pants off fag..I'm fucking that little ass you got there" Joel demanded kicking me to the floor. I was freaked out to say the least, I haven't gotten fucked in a while and I definately haven't had a cock that size in my hole before. "Come on Joel just let me suck you off" I begged. "What you scared faggot?...Thing's could be worse...You said it yourself fag I'm not as big as Stevey boy over there" Joel stated. I crawled over between Joel's spread legs and ran my tongue up the length of his shaft. "You can suck me for a minute fag, But your getting fucked before you leave this room...Got it?" He said. After Steve's monster Joel entire cock slid down my throat causing me to gag a bit. "Fucking choke on that cock fag" Joel said as he watched his 8 inches disappear into my mouth. Steve was now the spectator "What you Think Joel...Is He better than Jacob" Steve asked Joel. "No fucking doubt this queer can suck big dick, But can he take a pounding like Jacob" Joel answered. "Here's your chance to get your money back...Double or nothing I say He takes your cock like a pro" Steve challenged Joel. "Your on Bro...I got a feeling we got us a snug one here" Joel answered Steve. I really hoping Joel would be content getting his pipe throated, But I was mistaken. Joel pulled me off his meat with a hand full of my hair and kicked to the floor again. "Pants off..get on all four and spread those fucking legs faggot" Joel ordered. Still looking for an out I asked "Hope you got a condom...Because I don't" I said. "Don't fucking worry about it fag...Do as your told and I'll go easy on your hole...If you continue making this more difficult than it needs to be I'll fucking tear your pussy apart...Got it?" He said. "Yes Joel I understand" I answered scared out of mind. I got to my feet, unbuttoned and dropped my jeans. With ass facing the guys I rolled my tight undies down my legs and stepped out of them. It felt strange to still be wearing just a shirt so off that came as well. "Steve check that fucking ass out" Joel said nudging Steve with an elbow. "Yup..nice little meaty butt you got the gay boy" Steve answered. "Down on all four and spread those fucking cheeks...I wanna see your boy pussy" Joel demanded. I did just as he asked hoping he meant what He said earlier. "Damn Zac..That shit looks fucking tight..When was the last time you had big cock balls deep?" Joel asked me. "Never...I've never had an 8" cock like yours any where near my hole" I answered quickly. I didn't look back, But I could hear Joel moving closer. I knew he was kneeled behind me and his big meat was likely just inches from my boy pussy. "I'm gonna fuck your tight hole fag" Joel said while grabbing my hips with both hands and pulling my ass back til his cock head teased my hole. Joel played with my ass for a bit, Slapping my cheeks while his cock rode my crack "Your gonna love this faggot" He said giving my left cheek another incredibly hard slap. I could hear Joel work up a big load spit, He delivered it to my hole and worked it in with a finger "Ready for some big cock faggot?" He asked. "I guess...Please go easy like you said you would...I was a good boy and did just as you asked...Didn't I?" I said. "Would I fucking lie to you fag...If I said I'll go easy..I'll fucking go easy" Joel said laughing. After he spread another batch of spit all over his cock, He worked the head in slowly. I was surprised how much it hurt and I let out a whimper. "I'm only an inch in fag...You got another 7 inches yet" He said sliding another inch in. The pain tapered off a bit after his fat cock head made it's way past the rim, But it still fucking hurt. "That should be the worst of it fag...Just relax and enjoy the hard fucking your about to receive" Joel said as he slid the last 6 inches in. I let out of cry from pain "OWWW...Please Stop Joel...Please" "Not a chance fag...You'll get used to size in a minute...Don't fucking fight it fag, You know you fucking love it" Joel said sliding the entire length in and out slowly just as He said He would. As much as it hurt I did fucking love it, I could feel his warm shaft sliding in out. Joel was definately hitting some spots that that I didn't know I had. When He was all the way in I could feel his sack come in contact with space between my hole and nuts. "I think your ready fag boy" Joel stated as his hands slid up my back and forced head on to the carpet. "Get that fucking head down, arch your back and spread your faggot legs" He ordered. I again did just as he ordered without complaint. I could feels Joel pick up his pace and it wasn't long before his balls were hitting me hard enough to make a loud slap sound. Each time he buried his pole he pushed me across the floor an inch at a time til my head was driving in to Steve's dvd collection under the TV. "Fuck Joel...He's taking that shit like a whore" Steve said watching Joel pound my hole. "I guess...You...Win...Again..Steve.." Joel answered spitting out one word with each pump in to my hole. Things had gotten to a point where I was really fucking enjoying this proper ass fucking. I can't be sure, But I think I've cum twice since Joel began power fucking my boy pussy. "I'm gonna shoot faggot" Joel stated while slowing his roll. I could definately feel the first deposit of hot jizz deep inside me. "Fucking seeding your pussy fag boy" He said as the next blast shot off. Two more pumps and shots later Joel pulled out and slapped my ass with his sticky cock "Your fucking welcome faggot" He said as He took his spot back on the couch. I removed my head from Steve's movie collection and layed on the carpet. My ass was for sure going to be sore for a few days, But it was absolutely worth it. "Zac we're done with you..Get your faggot ass the fuck out of here" Steve said. I found the strength to roll on to my back, I couldn't locate my underwear, But found my pants and pulled them on. A sense of satifaction over came me as I looked at the two naked studs dozing off on the sofa. I found my flips flops, Shirt and made way to the door. "Next home game is Tuesday fag..Get the fuck out and close the door behind your faggot ass" Steve said. THE END....