Date: Sun, 17 Apr 2011 23:16:37 +0000
From: Douglas DD DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Perfect Game  Chapter 12

Eric and Scott are now on the Mayfield Middle School JV team, along with
five other sixth graders. This group of seven sixth graders would become
much closer than they ever imagined, and what Scott did to Eric in the
lunchroom might have been the catalyst to get things started.  You can
email me at thehakaanen@hotmail.com


CHAPTER 12
JUNIOR VARSITY

Eric tossed and turned all night. At one point he switched the nightstand
light on, grabbed his mitt and a ball, and just lay on his back, tossing
the ball up in the air and letting it drop into his mitt. When his alarm
went off he was sure he had fallen asleep only fifteen minutes before he
was scheduled to wake up. He pulled his naked body out of bed, showered,
dressed and headed to the kitchen for breakfast.

His father wished Eric good luck as he headed out the door, telling him to
call as soon as he could when he got the good news. Eric ate his toast and
cereal without enthusiasm, went to his room and brushed his teeth. He
grabbed his mitt and stuffed it into his backpack and was at the door when
Scott came up and rang the doorbell. The boys had decided to leave a
half-hour early so they could meet with the coaches.

The two friends walked to school together, talking about anything but
baseball. When they arrived at the school, they headed for the gym and
Coach Ecklund's office. Coach Ecklund taught P.E and boy's health. Coach
Sanders taught seventh grade math with one period of sixth grade advanced
math. When they got to the office door they saw Noah waiting outside.

"I was going to wait for Bobby's bus to come, but I couldn't wait any
longer," a fidgety Noah said. "Carl is in there right now."

The boys could hear a boy's voice being raised and Carl came out, obviously
fighting off tears.  "You're gonna hear from my dad!" he said as he stomped
out of the gym.

"I guess he didn't make it," Scott said.

Coach Sanders peered out of the door. "Good morning, gentlemen. Who was
next?"

Noah stepped into the office and Coach Sanders closed the door. It only
took a couple of minutes for the door to open and a beaming little boy to
step out. "I did it! I made the team. I can't believe it. I made the team!"

"Hey, congratulations," Scott said, "you're going to be awesome."

"I can't wait to tell, Bobby..."Noah stopped talking suddenly. "Oh...I
better wait and see if he makes it first." He scooted out of the gym,
heading for the school bus stop.

"Which one of you is next?" Coach Sanders asked.

"Actually, we want to come in together," Scott said. "We're like best
friends."

"However you want to do it is fine with us. Come in and close the door."

Coach Ecklund was seated as his desk and instructed the boys to take one of
the seats in front of the desk.

"It's great to have best friends you can trust. It looks like that's how it
is with you two."

"Yes, sir," Eric said. "We figure good or bad we'll hear it together."

"Then I will make this quick. Scott, you and your buddy Eric here have both
made the JV squad. That's as quick as I can make it."

Eric felt a huge wave of emotion well up inside of him and was afraid it
would escape as a flood of tears---tears of happiness. "For real? I made
it?"

"It's for real, Eric. I know it has to be hard being the new kid and coming
into a school a month before turnouts start. But you handled it well. You
showed us a great attitude to go along with excellent skilsl. We look for
you to develop into a good ball player. And as for you, Scott, you have a
chance to be a special player. You are talented and you work hard in
practice. You're both in sixth grade. You both will have to work hard to
earn more than the minimum of playing time. But I have confidence you both
will.

"I doubt either one of you is used to being a bench player. I have a
feeling you will both work had to get as much playing time as you can. You
are both on the team, but where you go from here will be entirely up to
you. Now get yourselves going, I'm sure there are others waiting outside."

Both boys headed out of the office with wide grins on their faces. Eric,
happy beyond imagining to have made the JV team, and Scott, ecstatic that
his best friend had made it. He was confident in his making the team, and
pretty confident in Eric making the team, but it was great to know for sure
that they would be playing together during the spring school season.

Danny was the next boy in line with Bobby behind him. Danny looked
confident, but Bobby looked very nervous. Noah was sitting on a bench in
one of the aisles. Scott and Eric couldn't figure out by looking if Noah
had said anything to Bobby about his making the team.

Eric thought it was interesting that Danny and Bobby were next, seeing as
they had both jerked off with Scott and with each other some of those
times. Yesterday he couldn't think of anything sexy, and now suddenly sex
things were flowing right back into his mind. Suddenly he couldn't wait to
have Scott come over for dinner after practice.

Unlike the day before, this day zipped by. Lunch was fun as Eric, Scott,
Bobby, Noah, and the twins enjoyed the break in the day together, all of
them happy that they had made the team. The only JV sixth grader who was
not at the table with them was Danny. He had told them he would be eating
with them, but Tama had intercepted him on the way to the cafeteria and he
was now eating with her and her friends.

"That's the thing with girls," Kevin said knowingly. "They go out with you
for a week and then they think they own you."

"They've been going out for almost a month, I think," Scott said.

"Wow. A long term relationship. She DOES own him. The ring is next," Noah
commented. The boys were getting to know Noah this week and already they
wished they'd gotten to know him sooner. He had quick mind, a sharp wit,
and he made them laugh.

"I'm glad I'm not going out with anybody. I like hanging out with you guys
at lunch," Scott said.  "Can you imagine what would have happened if Danny
had said no to her."

Noah held his arm to his forehead. "Oh, the tears. The drama. The horror of
the afternoon as all the girls came to her rescue and trade notes all
afternoon."

"Debby asked me to go out with her," Scott said. "Well, she didn't, but
Tama told me she wanted to. But I told her I was too busy with
baseball. Debby was nice to me until then but now she won't talk to me. I
don't think I'm missing much. For one thing I can have lunch with whoever I
want to have lunch with."

Everyone at the table seemed to agree that girls were okay to talk to but
poison to "go out with". When those dreadful words were spoken then you
might as well get a leash and become their pet dog, just like poor Danny
was with Tama.

"Well, I don't need a girl going out with me," Kevin said. "I got my own
girl right here next to me." He poked Kraig's arm just to make sure
everybody knew who he meant.

Kraig poked him back, saying, "Speak for yourself, homo."

 "I'm not the one who likes being a girlie boy." Nobody acted like they
took their banter seriously as they poked each other again. The twins were
all boy all the way, though Eric, for one, couldn't help wonder if there
wasn't something serious under their traded insults.

As they talked Eric started to feel Scott's leg pressing against his. He
pulled his leg away, thinking Scott had bumped him accidentally. It quickly
occurred to him that maybe it was not an accident. To test his theory he
let his leg touch Scott's, which, instead of moving, pushed back against
Eric's leg. Eric kept his leg stiff so that they were now exerting pressure
on each other.

The tables were standard school cafeteria tables with benches that folded
down to each side.  Scott and Eric were on one side of the table while the
other four sat opposite them. Scott and Eric had shifted ever so slightly
closer, hoping so they could push harder on each other. Both boys liked the
contact and so did their quick to spring to life boy cocks. Scott casually
let his hand slide down under the table figuring nobody would notice. The
twins, who were experienced in the ways of sex for 11 year olds, or even
for older boys, noticed almost from the first leg touch what was going
on. Bobby and Noah were both naïve in such matters, even though Bobby had
had some jerk off sessions with Scott.

Scott's hand found the crotch of Eric's jeans as he placed his palm right
where Eric's hard little rod was. Scott's fingers wrapped around his balls
and rubbed them through the denim. The twins both got quick raging
erections as they were more than certain they knew what was happening under
the table. Bobby and Noah were chatting away, oblivious to the sexual play
that was happening right across the table from them.

The palm of Scott's hand slowly kneaded Eric's boner as his fingers
continued to fondle Eric's balls. Eric let out a light involuntary moan
through his pursed lips and Eric kept up with his ministrations. At the
same time Kevin's hand went down to his own crotch and he slowly rubbed
himself through his pants as the quick muffled moan from Eric caused a
surge of sexual desire to burst through his veins.

"Did you say something, Eric?" Bobby asked.

"No," Eric squeaked as he felt Scott's hand leave him to unbutton the top
of his jeans. Scott lowered the zipper every so slightly, making the pants
loose enough that he could squeeze his hand inside. Eric felt the hand move
past his waist of his jeans and inside the waistband of his briefs, the
fingers touching his now very sensitive cock skin to skin. Another moan
that he couldn't stop eked out and Bobby suddenly understood that there was
more going on at the table than he realized.

Out of the corner or his eye Bobby saw Kevin spread his legs out wider
under the table as his hand rubbed the front of his pant. "Are you playing
with yourself?" asked.

"They got me all horny. I can't help it."

"How?"

"Look at them, doofus."

Bobby looked again and saw the subtle motion of Scott's left arm, saw the
look on Eric's face, and knew what the two moans were all about.

"Oh my God," he whispered.

"Yeah. Don't they turn you on? It's got me and Kraig turned on."

Both Scott and Eric knew that the boys across from them had an idea of what
was happening between them but they didn't care. Only Noah was still
unaware of the sexual energy at the table but even his inexperienced self
was starting to get the picture.

Scott's hand was now all the way in Eric's pants rubbing on his friend's
hard four inch hairless dick with his palm, his fingers working on the his
balls, just like he had been doing through his jeans just moments ago.

Eric knew what was about to happen. He put his folded his arms on the table
and put his head down into them, trying to hold back another moan as his
dick spasmed, his body shook, and he got hit by a gut wrenching
orgasm. Scott could feel the warm drop in his palm as his friend's body
slowly relaxed.

"Oh, dudes, that was awesome," Kevin said. "I gotta go to the bathroom. Be
right back."

Scott pulled his hand out of Eric's pants. "I gotta go, too." The two boys
quickly left the table and headed for the boys' room.

"Did you just have happen what I thought happened?" Bobby asked.

Eric looked up, embarrassed but a bit proud at the same time. "Whatever you
thought happened, happened," he said quietly.

"What? What happened?" Noah asked.

"Think about it," Kraig replied. "Think real hard."

Noah got finally got the idea." Oh," he said as he looked at Eric from a
whole new perspective.

Instead of using the bathroom by the lunchroom, Scott and Kevin headed up
the hall, where they weren't supposed to be, but at the moment they didn't
care. They turned a corner and went into a bathroom that was currently
unoccupied. Scott headed into a stall and was surprised when Kevin joined
him.

"Dude, that was so daring. I got do it bad now."

"Me, too." Scott dropped his pants and boxers letting his boner pop out and
point up at about 45 degrees. Kevin did the same, his cut erection about
the same size as Scott's and rock hard.  The two boys made no attempt to
touch each other, they just stood in front of the bowl jerking their meats
like they were doing nothing more than taking a pee. Scott noticed that
Kevin had a few wisps of hair around the base of his cock; from what Kevin
could see, Scott had none.

It didn't take long for Scott to say, "Here it comes," and then shoot two
spurts of boy cum past the toilet and on the wall. Kevin was seconds behind
him, shooting four spurts of somewhat thicker cum, two against the wall,
one right into the toilet, with the last spurting into his hand.  Kevin
licked the cum off of his hand and grinned at Scott.

They both stood for a moment, catching their breaths, and then pulled up
their pants. Having come down from their sexual high they both wanted to
get out of the stall and the bathroom quickly and didn't bother to clean up
the cum on the wall.

"I can't believe I did that," Scott said as they went back down the
hall. "I mean I've never done anything like that."

"Never jerked off another guy, you mean?"

Scott wasn't sure how to respond, but figured there was no use holding back
now. "No, I mean doing it in school. Like right in the lunchroom."

"Well, I can figure out you and Eric have done it before somewhere or he
would've stopped you."

"Have you done another guy and done it in school?" Scott asked.

"Both," Kevin said with a grin as they merged back in with the kids in the
foyer.

When they got back to the table the other four boys were still there, but
they had put away their trays or thrown away their lunch bags. Eric had
just thrown his garbage away. His mom liked to recycle the bags. Bobby,
Scott, and Noah ate school lunch and the twins usually brown bagged it.

"So, did you guys take care of business?" Kraig asked.

"Yeah. Don't you have to?" Kevin asked.

"I'll get a hall pass later," Kraig said. Bobby said he could wait, though
he wished he could take care of his urges right then. Noah wasn't sure what
to say, so he kept quiet as he wondered what he had become a part of.

Eric urged Scott to leave the lunchroom with him. The two went out into the
courtyard and sat on a bench.

"Are you mad at me?" Scott asked.

"No. I was surprised. I'm not mad, but we could've gotten into huge
trouble."

"I doubt it. Our side of the table was next to the wall and nobody was
going to go by us.  Nobody was going to see what I was doing and I wanted
to make you feel good real bad."

"Well, it sure felt good. What did you and Kevin do?"

"Went into a stall in the 100 wing bathroom and jerked off real quick."

"Did you do each other?"

"No. I save that for you."

"Aww, you're so sweet. But, I don't mind. I mean we're best friends, not
boyfriends."

"Yeah, right. Not boyfriends. But anyway, we didn't do each other."

"So that brings up that part. Weren't you worried about those guys seeing
what was going on, since it looks like they did."

"Nah. I thought I could get away with it and I would have if you weren't so
noisy when you work on cumming." Scott flashed Eric a quick smile. "Bobby's
cool since you know we've jerked each other off. The twins have JO'd in the
locker room and Noah, well, I don't think Noah knows what was going
on. He's still a little kid."

"All I gotta say now is you better be guarding your dick because one of
these days I'm going to end up finding it just like you did mine."

"I'll guard it carefully...kind of."

The bell sounded cutting off the two boys saying anything more. They headed
for their lockers to collect the books they needed for the afternoon, an
afternoon that seemed to fly by faster than the day before. It was soon
time for practice. Eric was excited to note that he was no longer attending
turnouts, he was attending practice.

The first thing that happened when they reached the field was a meeting
headed by Coach Sanders. He told them that one of the important things they
would be doing from this point on was building a team. He also said he knew
some of them felt they didn't belong on the JV squad and should be on the
other field. "I want to remind all of you, sixth grader or seventh grader,
of this simple fact; the big time is where you're at. For those of you who
can't accept that, it could be a long spring. For those of you ready to put
all he has into making this team the best it can be...well, the effort is
going to be noted."

Eric knew all of the sixth graders on the team now. They were Danny, Scott,
Noah, Bobby, the twins, and himself, seven in all. He didn't know the
seventh graders as well or at all. Marty was there, of course, along with
Vince, Rich, Adrian, Rodney, Jerome, Mitch, and Jin. He knew he would get
to know them better now that they were a team. He wondered how much the
seventh graders would accept the sixth graders. He also couldn't help but
note that Mitch and Rodney were both really good looking guys, and Rich was
just plain cute. Three of the seventh graders were minorities; there
weren't very many in Mayfield. Adrian was Hispanic, Jerome was black, and
Jin was Korean. Marty and Adrian were the biggest kids on the team. Vince
looked a little overweight, but he wasn't fat like Carl was.  When Eric saw
him in the locker room he could see he was a big solid kid who still
possessed some baby fat. Eric knew he worked hard and ran hard.

He told them what the practice schedule would be and started the
drills. Adam couldn't attend the Tuesday and Thursday practices because he
had physical therapy for his knee on those afternoons. The drills, batting
practice, all of them went quickly on the mild spring afternoon.  Practice
seemed to be over as quickly as it had started, and the players who were
responsible for equipment. Each week two JV and two varsity players helped
get the equipment out of the shed and onto the field and made sure
everything was put back after practice, The shed was between the two
fields. The job didn't take long to do. Rodney and Danny were the two JV
players assigned to equipment this week.

Scott and Eric both showered this time. Somehow, after their sexy Sunday
morning shower, being with each other in the school shower didn't feel like
it would be an automatic boner creator. Even so, being naked with each
other still had an erotic feel to it. On top of that, both boys were now
becoming more aware of how erotic other boys were. In that vein, Eric
couldn't help but look at Kevin in a new way. He couldn't help thinking of
Kevin and Scott in a stall in the boys' room jerking themselves off in
front of each other. He realized quickly that he had better change the
direction of his thoughts or he was going to pop a boner real fast.

He quickly washed and rinsed, heading out of the shower just as Bobby and
Noah came in, looking even smaller when compared to Marty and Steve who
were following them into the shower area. Once again Eric thought about how
cute the two sixth graders were. Marty didn't do much for Eric, maybe
because of his reputation, and how he had treated him so far—and maybe
he was a little jealous of all the jerking off he'd done with Scott. But he
gave Steve's developing body a second glance. He couldn't help but wonder
yet again why he liked looking at boys so much.

Scott and Eric dressed and headed for Eric's house. Scott was finally going
to take up Eric's mother on her dinner invitation. When they entered the
front door, they were told that dinner would be ready in half an hour and
be sure to wash up before hand. She was amazed, but pleased, to find out
that the boys had actually showered at school.

Before heading upstairs to his room, Eric called his dad and told him he
had made the team, and then told his mom.

The boys then headed to Eric's room where they decided to start tackling
their home work right away. When the time for dinner arrived they were
already close to half way finished. Dinner was pot roast cooked with
potatoes and vegetables along with salad, finished by ice cream and
chocolate chip cookies for dessert.

After helping with cleanup the boys went back to Eric's room and finished
their homework.  They had lots of time left to do some surfing on the
computer and play video games. After about an hour they got a little tired
of playing and Scott plunked himself down in Eric's recliner and Eric
parked himself on the bed. One of their now customary moments of silence
ensued, finally broken by Eric.

"What made you do that today?"

"Do what?" Scott asked, knowing exactly what Eric was asking about.

"Jerk me off in the lunchroom."

"We already talked about that. I just was horny and I wanted to make you
feel good because...well, because you're my best friend."

"Are you ever going to do it again?"

"I'll keep you guessing," Scott said with a grin. "Just wear looser pants
next time. That was a tight squeeze."

"Felt nice though."

"Wish we could have done each other at the same time. But that would've
been way too obvious to everybody."

"I'll do you some time," Eric said. "That's a promise."

"For real?"

"For totally real."

Again silence hit them, but mostly because they were happy just looking at
each other. Scott loved looking his friend's blond hair, which was a bit
unkempt, at his sweet nose, and the light freckles on his clear clean face,
at his slender body, and he loved thinking of what lay underneath his
jeans.

Eric broke the silence for the second time. "I don't know why I still have
these jeans on. I'm usually out of them as soon as I get home. Maybe it was
because you don't have sweats."

"I could've squeezed into a pair of yours. Or we could've just hung out in
our undies."

"Or even less," Eric said with a giggle.

"Wanna jerk off?" Scott asked.

Eric was still amazed how Scott could bring things like this up from almost
the middle of nowhere.

"Are you horny again?"

"Well, it's been eight hours since lunch. Of course I'm horny again,"

"Are we doing each other?"

"Not this time. I just want to sit here and beat my meat and look at you
beating yours. I kinda like just looking at you."

"I kinda like the same thing."

Both boys were quickly out of their jeans and underpants and both were
quickly rock hard. Eric started to stroke himself, but stopped to pull of
his shirt. He was now naked except for his socks. Scott felt a shiver as he
looked at his now naked friend whose body seemed so perfect.  Scott pulled
off his shirt as well, letting Eric stare at his athletic body. It would
not have taken much to get one of them to get up and start touching the
other, but at the moment they were content with looking at each other.

Scott leaned back in the recliner as far as he could and still see
Eric. Eric spread his legs and went to work. The only sound in the room was
the quiet whisper of air coming through the heating duct and the sound of
two small young hands slapping two small young boners with intensity.

Scott came first, letting Eric know he was cumming, and then letting out a
throaty yelp as he shot a wad of light cum just past his belly button and
another dripped down into his pubic area.

Eric stroked himself harder and faster. "Here it comes," he said, and both
boys looked at Eric's cock as it shook with a dry cum. Eric wasn't ready to
shoot every time yet, but it wouldn't be long.

"That was sweet," Scott said dreamily.

"Yeah." Eric put his t-shirt back on and pulled a pair of sweats out from
under his bed.

"I wish I could walk home like this," Scott said.

"Naked?"

"Yeah, with just my jacket on, but it's too cold and I'd have to sneak past
your parents."

"You've been hanging around Marty too long," Eric said with a laugh.

"I'm not that weird."

Eric got up off the bed, wearing only his t-shirt and socks. He came over
to Scott, who was bending down picking up his clothes. As Scott stood up
Eric kissed him lightly on his left cheek.  If anybody were to ask him why
he did that, he would have not been able to explain it. But at the moment
it felt right.

"Now who's the weird one?" Scott asked.

Eric stepped back with a shocked look. "I was just...you did it to
me...and..."

"Hey calm down. I was joking with you. I liked that from my best
friend. Here, I'll return the favor and go one up on you."

Eric knew what was coming and didn't back away as Scott kissed him on his
smooth right cheek, a somewhat drawn out peck. They now looked into each
other's eyes. They both knew there was more and they both knew that they
were close to stepping over a line that was beyond a friendly peck on the
cheek. Their young minds instinctively understood that they had been
steeping close to over a lot of lines. They both had accepted how far
they'd stepped so far, but each coming step was bigger than the last.

Each boy wanted something more and each one was still afraid of desires he
didn't quite understand.

Scott turned away and got dressed. He grabbed his backpack and his
coat. They went downstairs where Scott thanked Eric's parents for the
dinner. As he left the house he told Eric he would be around at the usual
time to pick him up for school.

Next: "The Twins"