Date: Fri, 23 Mar 2007 17:42:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: risingphoenix1988@yahoo.com
Subject: Home Runs - Ch. 1

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Home Runs ~ Chapter 1

      Jason had been working for the Diamonds, the local minor league
baseball team, for almost a month now. Officially, he was the Coach's
Assistant, not to be confused with Assistant Coach; basically, he was a
professional towel boy. His job was to help the team out in anyway the
coach thought necessary, and that meant working the locker room on game
nights. It was a great job all the same though, and he couldn't deny that
he enjoyed seeing all those fit guys in various stages of undress.
	He had known since his senior year in high school that he was gay.
He didn't hide it, but he didn't go around shouting it to the world either;
he knew he was more than his sexuality. Also, he had to be careful if he
wanted to achieve his goals in life. Ever since he had to stop playing
baseball in college because of medical reasons, he was determined to stay
involved with baseball and become a coach one day. So, when he was offered
this job right out of college to work with the Diamonds, he jumped on it;
he figured he would start learning the business of coaching from the ground
up. That's how he found himself in the locker room that night.
	Jason was always careful not to stare too much when he was in the
locker room, and there was plenty to stare at. All the guys were gorgeous,
especially this one guy, Michael. Michael had sandy blonde hair, sparkling
blue eyes, and the most amazing smile ever. On top of that, his body was
well toned from years of dedicated training. It wasn't like Jason was
envious of his body though, Jason was pretty good looking too; he had dark
brown hair, green eyes, and he had kept in shape even after having to quit
baseball. But there was something else about Michael, something that set
him apart from all the other players; he treated Jason as a human equal,
not as a lesser like most of the other players did. When Michael spoke to
him, Jason just wanted to melt right there.
	That night, Jason was waiting around in the locker room later than
normal. He was really hoping to see Michael. Michael had played extremely
well in that night's game, and had been drafted to stay out longer and sign
autographs. All the other players had quickly showered and left already.
	"Wow, I can't believe that I am going to be all alone with Michael,
what a stroke of luck." thought Jason. And just then, the door opened and
Michael walked in.
	"Oh, I figured everyone else would have gone by now," said Michael,
" since I took so long out there."
	"Well, I knew you were still out there, so I figured I would make
sure you were all taken care of in here. No reason you should have to pay
for playing a great game."
	"How sweet, you treat all the players like kings, don't you? You
really think I played a great game?" Michael asked as he was slowly
removing his uniform. He was already shirtless.
	"Yeah, from what I saw on the monitor and when I could sneak out to
watch, you were on fire tonight. And no, usually, I run out of here after
most of the players are done. Just felt like waiting around to make sure
you were all taken care of," answered Jason, taking out a clean towel for
Michael then going to get the water warming up for him.
	"Really? I get special treatment? I am flattered." Michael said
walking past Jason to the shower, allowing Jason an ample view of his naked
body. Jason was instantly aroused. "And I'm glad I got to see you tonight
too."
      These words from Michael got Jason even more excited. "Really?" he
asked, a frog forming in his throat.
      "Yeah, you just seem like a cool guy." was the response from
Michael. "Hey, I am too pumped from the adrenaline right now to go home
yet. You want to go do something after I finish cleaning up?"
      By now, Jason was on cloud nine, he was actually holding a
conversation with the object of so many of his dreams from over the last
month. "Sure, I would love to." he barely croaked out in response. "What
were you thinking of doing?"
      "Well, I thought maybe we could go to a club and try to burn off some
of this energy." Michael said toweling off.
      This idea lowered Jason's spirits a little. "You want to try to go
pick up some girls?" Jason asked.
      "Well, that's not what I was thinking. I was just hoping to get to
know you better."
      Jason was confused, he asked, "Wait, are you flirting with me, asking
me out?"
      "I was trying, but I guess that just doesn't interest you. Hope I
didn't creep you out, sorry."
      "No, I am very interested." Jason said, moving closer to Michael who
was pulling on some jeans. " I just didn't want to make a fool of myself by
assuming this was more than it was. I didn't even know you were gay."
      "I don't tell everyone, but I'm not a closet case either. I was
taking a chance that you were, on a hunch." Michael said, giving Jason one
of those heart melting smiles.
      "Yeah, I totally understand, I'm the same way. And I would love to go
out with you tonight." and Jason smiled back.
      Just then, Michael leaned in and gave Jason a light kiss on the
lips. "Sorry, I hope that wasn't too forward for me. It's just when you
smile, you look so sexy."
      "No, it's okay. Actually, I was thinking the same thing about your
smile. And I wish you had given me a little bit more, like this." And with
that, Jason returned the kiss, only deeper and with more passion. But they
were interrupted by the sound of the cleaning crew coming in, so Jason
quickly helped Michael into his cotton button shirt and they walked out of
the locker room. Within five minutes they were in Michael's car, headed to
the club. Jason was sitting up close to Michael, in the middle seat, and
both of them were smiling from ear to ear.