Date: Thu, 11 Feb 2016 14:34:57 -0800
From: Spartan Johns <spartangayx@gmail.com>
Subject: Falling for John Ch.2

Thanks for the feedback guys! This chapters got some action in it.


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Falling for John. Ch2

Then John turned to me, smiled and said, "Hey Clay, nice tool ya got
there."

I froze. Shit. He can see I'm hard as hell looking at him. Fuck this is so
awkward. I don't want him to think I'm gay! I stared at him blankly, not
sure what to say.

"Your shovel," he said walking over. "It's your dads right? I've been
looking to update my equipment, mind if I give it a try?"

I breathed a huge sigh of relief, dropping my hand to cover my
crotch. "Yeah no problem. He doesn't use it much but buys the nice ones for
some reason," I said handing it over. I couldn't help but notice how big
John's bulge was when he wasn't at a distance. He must be packing something
serious in there.

John gave me a hand up and lingered for a moment helping me with my area. I
could feel the heat coming off his body as he worked which didn't help my
boner problem. I excused myself and shot off to the bathroom.

I stood there staring into the mirror at myself for what seemed like
forever. What the fuck had happened back there. I have never been attracted
to a guy before in my life and there's no reason for it to start now. Maybe
it was just a random boner in combination with the heat or something. Plus
I hadn't gotten off in a few days so I'm sure that didn't help either. But
something didn't feel right. It felt like something more.

A little shaken up I headed back outside looking to get done with this and
head home. Luckily there wasn't too much left to do and we finished
quickly. As we were cleaning up John thanked me for the help asked if I
wanted to stay for lunch and hang.

"Uhh, I uhh, actually have loads of homework to doÉand my mom wants me
home but thanks," I made up. Wanting to leave as soon as I could even
though I was starving.

"You sure? You've gotta be hungry, we've been out here a while. I can't let
ya go without taking you guys out at least. Ill take full responsibility
and you can tell your mom I held you hostage," He laughed smiling at me. I
wouldn't totally be lying if I told my mom that either. I felt hostage in
some messed up horny gay nightmare that John definitely had taken part in.

"Yeah dude come on I'm starving let's go. Stop acting weird," Matt hollered
punching me in the arm. I socked him back and agreed to go as long as it
didn't take too long.  We hopped in John's car and headed to grab burgers
and milkshakes. I didn't say much the whole trip, which was fine because
Matt was talking his mouth off about a girl named Katie he wanted to
bone. After we ate they swung by my place and dropped me off. John thanked
me again for the help and gave me another smile.  Matt threw a fry at me
and they took off. I dropped of my dad's tools and headed upstairs to take
care of some urgent business.

Getting into the bathroom I turned on the water and started to take off my
clothes.  It had been a helluva day and a hot shower would really hit the
spot. Looking in the mirror I noticed how nice my body was coming along. I
was around 160lbs now with defined muscles and abs that were really
starting to come through. I ate a ton but none of it ever seemed to
stay. Turning I saw my smooth butt which wasn't much to holler
about. Small, but muscular from all of the running I did. Looking back at
the mirror I admired my favorite part of my body. I had always thought my
dick was awesome. Not too big or small but just right and over the last few
years it had filled out to a solid 7 inches and about 4.5 around. It was
cut and had a slight curve upwards with a fat vein ending in a full
head. Hah, I wouldn't have it any other way. Starting to stroke my dick I
got into the warm water and let all my girl fantasies fill my head.

It didn't take me long to get fully hard as I worked my cock under the warm
water.  I had seen my fair share of porn and had plenty of material to work
with. I imagined a warm pair of lips sucking on my dick as the water poured
over me. As horny as I was, 4 minutes had passed and I was getting ready to
bust. I quickened my pace, running my left hand over my erect nipples. I
bit my lip as I got closer and closer to ejaculation. Then, when I was
about to pop, my mind flashed an image of John earlier that day. His wet
shirt, handsome face, and muscular body filled my head as my knees buckled
and I began to blow my pent up load all over the tub.  Shocked I caught my
body on the wall when my legs gave out as shot after shot of warm cum came
flooding out of my dick It took all I had to keep myself up, my loose cock
continuing to spew cum into the air and onto my torso and chest. The orgasm
filled my body as I let out a moan and lowered onto the bottom of the
tub. By now there was cum everywhere. Realizing what had happened I sat in
the tub with the water falling on me from above.

"Why is this happening to me," I murmured out loud. Not really seeking an
answer or maybe I was afraid of what it might be. Pulling my legs into my
arms I bowed my head and let the steaming water rain on me.

I didn't sleep very well that night. My mind was running at 100 miles an
hour and all roads seemed to end back with Matt's dad John. I decided to
refrain from interacting with him for some time which would be hard with
baseball, but I didn't know what else to do. What happened today scared and
confused me more than anything. I convinced myself it was a one time thing
and called it a night.

The next morning I felt better than ever. It was only halfway through my
day that I remembered what had occurred the day before but It didn't bother
me as much anymore. I was ready to put it behind me and that's exactly what
I did.

The baseball season kicked off and with school I was busy as ever. Matt and
I found our place as some of the best on the team even floating up to
varsity once we got comfortable. Matt would still kick it with me after
school, but only at my place. John would always wave when he saw me at
games or when picking Matt up, but I wouldn't go over to talk or say hello,
I would just wave back and keep doing what I was doing. Matt would invite
me over but I could always come up with an excuse.

We had a spring formal and girls asked all the baseball players after the
first home game, as was tradition. Katie had asked me, the girl matt had
been talking about.  He was salty at first until the equally attractive
Tiffany asked him. We both did pretty well for ourselves; Katie and I even
started to date. She was great and was what I considered my first serious
relationship. The baseball season had gone really well also. We were 8/3
with 2 games to go meaning we would go to state with one more win. Going as
a sophomore (albeit a varsity floater) would be awesome and really set me
up for next year. Fingers crossed.

It was the end of March and we were on our last game of the season. We were
now 8/4 and needed one more win to go to state. I had been pulled up from
JV along with Matt as they wanted to stack the team with some more solid
hitters. Kenny and Tim, varsity players, had both been in an accident and
were unable to play for varsity, which is why Matt and I were pulled up. We
were 5 to 8 at our home game against the Knights, our rivals. It was the
bottom of the 5th inning and things were getting intense. It was our turn
to bat and we really needed to secure 3 more runs by the end to go into
overtime. Joe was up first. Not known for his hitting he struck out on the
4th pitch. Awesome. We were at the bottom of the line up so there wasn't
much hope. Both Eric and Gale got out on a pop fly and a grounder to
first. We had one last team group up before the start of the 6th inning.

"Boys, if you've ever wanted to give something your all, now's the time,"
Coach Rick said as we sat in the dugout. "We have got to shut them down and
then come back with at least 3 runs of our own and I know you boys have it
in you."

I looked around and the team seemed pretty doubtful. But we all put our
fists in anyways, shouting KNIGHTS! And headed out to the field. I stayed
in as I was to be batting next, but Matt headed out to left field. First up
for the Knights was a quick left handed hitter, which worked out for Eric
our pitcher. Strike one, two, and three.  The first out had been secured
with two more to go. Eric pitched as best he could, forcing the rival team
to hit grounders resulting in another out but with 2 on base.  Worse,
stepping to the plate was Henry Holbart, the biggest hitter in the
county. He had the most home runs for our high school league and was
speculated to go pro come college. Eric wound up and let a curve ball fly
barely clipping Henry's bat, foul ball. But the next pitch Henry was ready
for and hit square on. It rocketed straight out to left field quicker than
I could watch. Those on base took off and hit home fast. The ball sailed
through the air heading towards Matt who looked as ready as he's ever been
(thank god). Matt backpedaled until he was against the perimeter fence. It
looked like the ball was gonna go over. Right as it was about to drop Matt
jumped a good 3 feet into the air and we all heard a thud as the ball sunk
into his mitt.

Our dugout went nuts and so did the crowded as our team came running in
from the field. We still had a chance to secure this win!! Matt came in
with a beaming smile on his face as we all gave him hits of approval and
cheers.

"Glad ya didn't fuck that one up," I joked as I patted him on the back. "In
all seriousness though, nice catch sport," I said ruffling his hair making
him push me away as he laughed. You could tell he was pretty proud of
himself.

"Now that's what I'm talkin about!!!" Coach Rick yelled smacking Matt in
the butt something he did a lot to the guys. Anyway, he was jazzed and so
was the rest of the team. We grabbed water as we prepped for the last
inning. Then I heard a familiar voice.

"Nice job sport." It was John. He came over and tossed Matt a
Gatorade. Matt was beaming. "You guys gotta finish this up right!" He said,
then came over to me.

"Hey Clay, you're up next right?" He said through the chain-link fence.

"Uhh, well yeah, if they don't all get out that is." I said sheepishly.

"Perfect, I know your gonna kill it. Go get um." He smiled, giving me a
wink before walking away, something that would have bothered me before, but
so much time had passed since the yard day all it did was pump me
up. Especially since neither of my parents were here. Dad was working, and
mom had to watch my younger brother. Didn't matter to me though, I
understood that they were busyÉ

The final inning kicked off. Thomas and Reed both had some slick line
drives and posted up on 1st and 2nd. Up next was Kenny. On his 3rd pitch he
got a bogie pop fly, out #1. Eric was up next and he completely surprised
us, sending a line drive past shortstop advancing everyone a base. You
could feel the tension in the air. The bases were fully loaded with only 1
out. Conner was up next. Strike one. The pitcher was throwing some heat and
I could see it in his face. Strike two! We needed this so bad and I did NOT
want it to fall on me. Strike three!! The visiting team hooted and hollered
as a defeated Conner trudged back to the dugout.

"It's okay boy, he's got a wicked arm," Coach Rick said patting Conner on
the shoulder and turning to me. "You're up Clay. Send us to state!!" He
yelled as my dugout started chanting "Clay, Clay, Clay, Clay!!"

A massive weight fell on my shoulders as I grabbed my bat and walked up to
the plate. I surveyed the field, seeing my 3 teammates on base begging to
be hit home.  I took a deep breath, making eyes with the pitcher. Quick as
ever he fired the ball across the plate faster than I had time to react.
"STRIKE!" The umpire called.

"Jesus." I whispered under my breath. I was gonna need nothing short of a
miracle.

The pitcher wound up and I was more prepared this time but not enough. The
foul ball ricocheted off my bat past first base into out of bounds. Luckily
their team didn't react in time to catch it. I was breathing hard by this
point and my adrenaline was pumping fast. I looked around me.

This was it.

I had to hit this fucking ball at least somewhere so I didn't completely
let my team down. I didn't think I had it in me to win the game but at
least I could go down with some grace.

Winding up, the pitcher let another ball fly which I could see was way out
of bounds.

"BALL!"

Whew. We're still in this keep your head on.

"BALL!!"

I made eye contact with the pitcher. The second ball had seemed
intentional. I wasn't sure if he was trying to fuck with me. Sure seemed
like it. He smirked at me.  I was definitely being fucked with.

"BALL!!"

That was it. If he threw another I would walk and we would gain a run for
free. But I was positive that wasn't what he had in mind,

"COME ON CLAY!!" My dugout screamed. I could see Matt leaning against the
fence.

"DO IT FOR THE TITTIES!!" He cheered as loud as he could. I couldn't help
but give a nervous smile back as coach Rick socked him in the
shoulder. Matt winced and gave me a thumbs up.

"Focus Clay," I heard from behind me. Turning around I saw it was John. He
smiled at me, "Just focus, you got this."

As I looked at him all the nonsense shit drowned out around me. I smiled
back, took a deep breath, and turned to face the pitchers mound.

"BATTER UP!"

The pitcher wound up again and threw the ball. I watched as the ball
hurtled towards me. Time stopped as I locked in where the ball would
hit. It was definitely a strike and I had to hit it. Right. Now.

I swung, whipping my wrists around as the bat whistled through the
air. CRACK.  The sound of ball meeting bat was all I heard as threw my
weight into the swing. I watched as the white ball streamlined down right
field.

Going. Going. Going. Gone.

I stood there, my ears deafened by the yells, cheers, and uproarious
bellows of my team and the crowd. Before I could react, body after body
slammed into me. My teammates running home and from the dugout collided
with me, cheering and tackling me with no other way to show joy, affection,
approval, or thanks. Relief washed over me and I laughed. Did that really
just happen? No fuckin way.

"We're goin to state you sons of bitches!!!!" Matt came smashing in
followed by a equally jolly coach Rick. We cheered and did one final group
hug before grabbing our shit to clear out. Rick congratulated me and joked
it was all his training that had paid off giving me a big hug. One that
lasted a quite a bit longer than I would have held, guess he was just extra
stoked. Matt and I grabbed our things and left the dugout.

Katie was there and ran right up to me.

"Oh baby that was amazing, I didn't doubt you for a second," She said
kissing me on the lips. "Keep it up and maybe you could score a home run
with me," she winked and pushed up against my crotch. My eyes grew wide and
I kissed her back, starting to get aroused. "Sorry but ill have to catch ya
later, fam's waiting, love you stud," she said as she gave me another kiss
and headed off.

"Man I wish Tiffany would come to my games," Matt pouted, "Tough luck," I
laughed and smacked his helmet. "She shoulda been here tonight though, but
don't worry, I'll tell her all about it later tonight," I joked.

"Shut up, you've already got yours," Matt pushed me back.


"Hey champs! Way to shut it out that was incredible!!! Make my job of
watching the game damn easy." John said walking up to us. He patted Matt on
the back, clearly proud as hell.

"You owe us milkshakes!" Matt said headed off to the bathroom.

John replied, "Hah, I guess I do."  Turning to me, we held eye contact for
a bit. Then he smiled, "You wanna come all star? Unless you got somewhere
to be."

"ÉUhh sure, that would hit the spot," I grinned. I wasn't weirded out by
the yard incident anymore and I missed being around him. Plus free
milkshakes are hard to pass up.

"Great lets grab Matt and get outta here."

We all hopped in John's car and went to a local diner. It was really chill
and I had forgotten how much I liked John. He was funny and really
solid. Nothing like my dad. At least John seemed to care about Matt too. We
talked about colleges and John almost shared a story about "new
experiences" but we couldn't get it out of him. Damn he was handsome. But
it didn't bother me that I thought that. Sure I can tell when a guy looks
good, I'm with Katie and its awesome so nothing weird. After about an hour
we left. They dropped me off back at the school so I could get my car. John
told me I was always welcome to come by, then they took off.

Feeling great I headed back to my car. It seemed like things had all worked
out and I couldn't have had a better day. My days of uncertainty were
behind me and its all better from here on out. I got in my car and loaded
my gear. Looking around I realized I had left my backpack in the locker
room, which had homework and shit I needed for tomorrow. Fuck. I just hoped
the locker room wasn't locked up yet. It was only about 2 hours after the
game so I headed to the gym to see if I could get in. The parking lot was
almost empty except for two cars. Hopefully one of them was still locking
up or something.

I reached the side of the building and tried the door, which was
surprisingly open.  Someone must still be packing up or maybe coach Rick
had stuff to do. All the lights were off as I entered except for Rick's
office so it must be him. I couldn't find any switches but I could find my
locker and open it up. I grab my things and was about to leave when I saw
coach Rick out of the corner of my eye. He was sitting in his chair talking
to someone it looked like. Then one of my teammates Eric walked in front of
him with his back slightly to me. I could hear them talking about the game
it seemed. Kinda weird they were here this late.

"Ya know coach, I think I could really use some more batting practice," I
heard Eric say. With a big grin coach Rick replied, "Well then, step up to
the plate sport."

Eric smiled as Rick put a big hand on his shoulder and guided him to his
knees in front of him as he sat. My mouth dropped open as Eric reached up
and put his hand on our coach's crotch. I quickly hid behind the locker
realizing what was happening, but I looked around as watched as Eric
kneaded and rubbed Ricks growing bulge in his tight baseball pants. Ricks
eyes closed and he grinned, moaning as Eric continued to work between his
big legs. I stared as Ricks bulge swelled with anticipation. Reaching over
the large mound in Ricks pants, Eric undid his button and bit the zipper,
pulling it down with his mouth. I watched aghast but transfixed. My dick
began growing in my own jock as I subconsciously reached down and began
rubbing my crotch. Rick smiled as he watched Eric unzip his pants. He
lifted his butt off the chair so Eric could pull down his pants leaving him
bulging in just a white jockstrap. Boy did that thing look full. The fat
bulge was visible even from where I was standing and I could see the
outline of his cockhead through the white material. He rested a hand on the
back of Eric's head and guided him to his groin. Eric sighed as he rubbed
his face against Ricks barely contained package. He ran his tongue along
the mound and sucked on the peak, wetting Rick's tip. Rick grinned and
played with his nipples as Eric continued to stroked his pole restrained in
the jock. With each grope the bulge swelled and seemed to get bigger.  I
couldn't believe what I saw.

"Alright son, batter up," Rick smiled as he hooked his thumb under the
waistband.  Eric moved his face a little back as the jock was slowly pulled
down. Ricks cock gradually revealed itself as he went further, it never
seemed to stop. Reaching the end, he pulled the waistband over his large
hairy balls, his cock lobbing free and hitting Eric in the cheek. Eric let
out a moan and Rick smiled.

"Here ya go, get swingin!" he said flexing his meat so it bobbed in Eric's
face.

I watched as Eric gazed at the 8inch bat infront of him. He had to have
been taken aback, but he followed with "Alright coach," and dove on the
cock.

Rick let out a surprised grunt and then grinned as he watched Eric inch by
inch start to inhale his meat. I could hear Eric breath through his nose as
he took more and more of Rick into his wet mouth. By now my dick was out of
my own jock. I rubbed my hand up and down as I watched Eric who had also
taken out his own.  Eric took one big breath before taking Ricks cock as
far as he could about 6 inches.  He paused and tried to go further but
gagged and came off.

Rick chuckled and said, "Nice work champ, but I know you can do better."

"You betcha," Eric smiled, wiping tears from his eyes. With that he took
Ricks dick in his mouth again, this time with one smooth slide, smashing
his face into Ricks pubes.

"Woah!! There we go!" Rick's eyes grew wide with surprised which quickly
turned into pleasure and he thrust even more of himself into the highschool
boys mouth.  Eric sat there furiously working his own dick as Rick gently
rocked back and forth in his throat. With another gag, Eric came off the
pole wiping spit from his mouth and tears off his eyes.  "Damn, that's
quite a bat coach," He said smiling as he stroked Ricks fat cock.

"Tell me about it," Rick laughed. "Why don't ya try the balls?"

Eric leant forward and licked Rick's big balls, rolling them in and out of
his mouth.  Rick sighed and leaned back in his chair taking hold of his
pole and stroking. As Eric lapped at his ballsac Rick slapped his cock
against Eric's face to which Eric would moan and jack himself. After some
time coach lay his dick on Eric's forehead, so the boy could feel the
weight of his manhood. Easing him off his balls and back onto his meat,
Eric took a deep breath and engorged himself on the sausage at his lips.
Taking Ricks cock deep into his throat, pulsating, and coming back up for
air before swallowing the meat once more. Rick moaned and bit his lip as he
watched the baseball player engulf his member. He started bucking with
pleasure, "Keep going champ, you're almost at home plate!!!"

Eric had stopped moving as Rick held and thrust in and out of his face.

"Oh fuckÉ.yeahÉoh shitÉImÉOhÉIm gonna CUM!!!" Rick growled
with one massive slam into Eric's already stuffed mouth. Eric started
gagging almost immediately as Rick shuddered and moaned pumping his cum
into the students throat. Coming off the cock hydrant, Eric began to drop
his own cum onto the floor as Rick's cock continued dumping cream onto his
face. Simultaneously my legs started to give out as I came, ropes of semen
hitting the lockers in front of me while I shook. My body filled with
sensation as I heaved, spewing copious amounts of cum on the floor. I
looked back up as Rick fell into his chair, depositing the last globs of
cream into Eric's mouth as the student took the cock in his mouth
again. Eric lapped up the cum and cleaned off Rick's dick with his
tongue. He laughed and used his jersey to clean the white substance of his
face. He swallowed Rick's cock again. Resting his head as Rick moaned
slowly rocking back and forth. He backed off, savoring the coaches meat as
it began to grow soft.

Rick chuckled shaking his semi soft cock "Whew, you've gotten good at this
sport."  Eric grinned standing up drying off his dick, "Thanks for showing
me the ropes coach." He leaned in as Rick pulled him in for a kiss. Then
Rick stood up and shook off his cock, lopping it back into his jock.

I blinked rapidly coming back to my senses. Looking down I saw the cum I
had left all over the place. I panicked, slipping my dick into my jock and
pants. Grabbing my backpack I shot out of the locker room, not caring if
they heard me or not. Rounding the corner I left the building and kneeled
over in the parking lot.

**Let me know what you liked! Thanks for reading - Spartan