Date: Thu, 23 Oct 2008 05:10:33 -0700 (PDT) From: T H <ref_sport@yahoo.com> Subject: SUMMER BASEBALL (PART 8) SUMMER BASEBALL (PART 8) ------------------------------------------- ANGEL AND HIS ROCK Phone call #1 ---------------- As I left the park, I beeped Pete. 15 minutes later, he called me as I reached the hotel. I parked and stayed put. "Sorry, but we had our hands full here after you left. Some parents wanted to find you guys so bad. And this is the team that WON, fer chrissake. "Yeah it was pretty intense. Are you and the rest of the tournament people there ok?", "Yeah. We are. Thankfully the people causing the most trouble are not staying at your hotel. The team that lost, is there, probably til tomorrow morning." I knew the other umpires working tomorrow, their rooms and cells. I asked, "what can we do to help you for tomorrow? What can I do?" He replied, "I want to run some things by the committee. What is official, is I will have a special area for you guys to park. It will be away from general parking. I will have security for you all. You will not go anywhere without escort, OK?" "Yes, and thank you" "They will meet you at the hotel, drive with you, and stay with you and your vehicles. When the game is done, they will be with you. When you say goodbye to your partners, they will be with you. If you wish, they will follow all of you to the city limits." "Oh, by the way" he said. "Joel DID do a good job. He was hassled only because those people thought they saw inexperience. " I agreed with Pete 100%. "And Tom, I don't care one bit he's gay." Neither do I, Pete. `I'll catch you later, Tom. BTW, you ok? I mean you took that guy's best shots. Do I need to worry about you for tomorrow?" "No sir, you don't. I'll make sure every one of us is on the same page." Phone call #2. ----------------- To Phil and Tim, the other blue's working tomorrow. Left message to call room 225 asap. Phone call #3. ----------------- I called Joel's number. His mate, Mark answered. "He's in the shower. Can I help you, Tom? "Yeah. He OK?" "Yep. Still a little shaken up. But he`ll be fine." "OK, Mark. This is between you and me. He did a FINE job tonight." "Thank you." "And I love it that he's gay. That he has you." Silence. "Now you guys up to meeting me in a few minutes? It can`t be later, I`ll explain to you then." "I'll ask him, Tom. Once I've joined him in the shower. Call your room or your cell?" "Room. I have some other calls to make. I'm serious, please join me later." "I'll call you back, Tom. We'll see." Phone Call #4. ----------------- To my angel. On his cell. Left a message. I showered quickly. Some calls have been returned. Pete called to say security is a go. Meet in the lobby at 11am. Phil, then Tim called. I informed them of plans for tomorrow. My angel's voice. He did return my call, the darling. I called him right away. He can meet Joel and Mark and me. Now the room number. One message,...Joel. I called their room right away. They'll meet Angel and me in 10 minutes. I phoned my baby. ******** Joel and Mark met me poolside. We ordered beers. And a Mountain Dew. That shit makes me shudder, lol. We moved on to the Jacuzzi. Mr. Mountain Dew Drinker was already there. Relaxed and stretched in the water, the same way he saw me not that long ago. We were not quiet and discreet like him though. We splashed and made enough noise to waken the dead. We then made introductions. Mark and Joel were puzzled why Angel was here. Angel and I kissed. That answered their question, dammit. Joel looked at Angel and said, "I had your game last night. Jesus kid, do you have talent." "Thanks, Blue. You called a good game." Then he looked at Mark with those eyes that can stab you through. He looked again at Joel. Then he looked at me. "Yes, baby, they're gay. They're partners in life." I was holding my angel close. "Angel can't stay long, guys. So here's the deal. Pete says you are a good umpire, Joel. Angel says you are. I say you are. Mark says you are. So are you gonna be ready for tomorrow?" "Yeah, I'll be ready. And, Tom, I can't thank you enough for helping me today." I noted that Angel was both naked and snuggling closer. With some squirming on my part, he had my speedos off. "What did you say to that coach out there? The players got out of your way in a big damn hurry. The wind seemed to stop blowing. You were going to make him walk to Canada before you finally stopped." Angel grabbed my cock. "Easy tiger", as I kissed him. "I simply told him to fuck off." Angel stopped massaging my tool and looked at me. Both Joel and Mark stopped whatever they were doing underwater and started to laugh. "Potty mouth", Angel giggled. "Yup. It worked too. And Joel, you can't be doing that at this point in your career. You haven't walked the walk. You can't talk the talk. I can." "And BTW, Pete thinks he has a diamond in the rough. Meaning YOU. And...he doesn't give a hoot you're gay." "How'd he know that?" "He kept the hounds of hell away from you. He saw Mark approach and let him join us. He saw Mark's concern and love for you." "Now, for Angel's sake, would you guys share your story? ******** All too soon, we needed to part company. I found new respect for Joel. Angel heard more of what is GOOD about being gay...besides the sex. That boy was gonna kill me on the sex thing. We said goodnight. I pulled Mark aside, with Angel near me. I said simply, "Take care of your man." They went to their room. Angel came to mine. Should have given him a room key. I swears he was naked before the door closed. I quickly stripped. Grabbed his hand. "Shower?" Our time that night was to be precious and way too short. Early in the week, I saw a gifted boy that was very frustrated and troubled. About love. Tomorrow, I will say goodbye to this same gifted boy. But he will be so much more confident in himself. In his sexuality. In how to love his NEW lover. We bathed and made love that night with passion. Honest to god raw passion. He knew we were saying goodbye tomorrow. We didn't have to speak it. He drilled me this night like never before. I now had his seed. I so wanted to have his angel babies. I looked at the clock. It was time for him to go. His buddies knew only that he went for a walk.. We would see each other tomorrow, but it would be as umpire and player. He was going to pitch. His dead on fastball. His impossible to hit breaking ball. His zeal and love of the game. I would not be on the plate to call his pitches, nor would Joel. We'd be on the bases, and I would be Joel's keeper. I hope I've been a good keeper for my angel. ****** The championship game went well Sunday with only minor glitches. Fabulous young guys playing a fabulous game. Angel pitched a no-hitter. I'm so proud of him. Joel had a super game, making some tough calls at 2nd base. I was at 3rd. I was the buffer. The DMZ. If the coach wanted to cause trouble with Joel, he'd have to go through me. And I'd take him to hell. Even on the Sabbath day. My angel hit a triple, sliding in safely at 3rd. We touched for the last time, as our bare arms brushed and the sparks flew. I patted his butt, saying nice hit. He giggled that wonderful angel giggle, and patted my butt, saying "Good call, Blue." I said, "Angel baby, you damn well better love your Rock." He smiled and nodded. The catcher, Ronny the Rock, had a real twinkle in his eye when he reached 3rd later in the game. "Sup, Rock?" He told me how different Angel seems. A better team mate. A better player. A better friend. And...now a boyfriend. I said, "Rock, be good to your man." He replied, "You got it, Blue." ****** I left there on that Sunday knowing my angel was going to be fine. He had a Rock to stand with. I knew the Rock would be just fine as well. His lover would make sure of it. I got home safely. I got an email from Mark and Joel saying they got home safely. I got one from Pete, saying thanks for everything. I owe so, so much to Pete. Why is he thanking me? I got an email from a certain angel a couple days later, saying they all, too, got home safely. And, BTW, Rock sends his love. Note to self: Research cricket. Ain't baseball wonderful? ***** Comments? Suggestions? ref_sport@yahoo.com End of this set. But there's still more ball to be played. Hope you all have enjoyed!