Date: Wed, 31 Aug 2005 17:14:14 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Baseball, Boys and other Toys.  Chapter 9.

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materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains
descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual
and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write:
jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Baseball, Boys and
other Toys.  Chapter 9.

Here we are boys, out for the team again, ready to recap where our trilogy of
jockboy stars is at.

Last we were together, there was Natey and Patrick, JT and Tommy and Josh and
Perry working out their puds.

All three pairs had already reached their 'bottom' denominators, and they
were Nathan, Tommy and Perry. Pat, JT, and Josh had shown each of their best buds
whut they been missing....and needing....all their short lives.

Pat was driving Nathan home from his ball game, and with Nate still in his
uniform he executed the moon of a school bus before they pulled into Pat's
garage. Somehow, it just happened....the door came down, and in the dim light of
the garage Nate soon was humming on Patrick's nubber. One thing led to another
and before too long, they were practicing what they learned in sex ed back in
6th grade.

JT and Tommy had themselves a great time learning the facts of life from
bottom to top. JT was Tommy's best friend. Tommy was the ball player, and the big
game is tomorrow, but when you think with your dick as all boys do in high
school, there ain't nuthin' bigger than the need to get yur nut when you just
gotta. JT set Tom up for a sleepover, and as the granddaddy clock bonged out
midnight in the hall, JT was banging Tommy's lights out in his bedroom.

That brings us to Josh and Perry. While many weeks have passed since that
first boysex awakening on Josh's bed after their first baseball practice, we want
to finish out the opening scene of their new life together....that of Perry
as cockhound. It all sort of fell out. There was Perry using his knowledge of
massage therapy to help the muscle strains of his friend, when positions
reversed and Josh was fuckfeeding Perry with reckless abandon.

Josh and Perry are part three of the trilogy, and while we are at Chapter 9
of the series, we left off with Josh and Perry in Chapter 6. You might want to
scan Chapter 6 now, and then pick the scene up here.

Here is a recap of the last part of Chapter 6.

Perry was cumming....he was cumming and crying and whining at the same time.
He was feeling stingers of pain deep inside him in different places, at
different times and at the same times, as well as the friction pleasure-pain at his
assring. The fragile skins there being teased with the surging teencock again
and again and again sent electric charges through his body....he could feel it
to the tips of his rockhard boy nipples...if he could receive the message.

Perry's cum shot right up his trunk into his chin and neck and the last
volleys splattered over his chest, belly and then dribbled into his cockhair.

Josh's ebbing afterfuck let him sober up enough from his fuck-toxication to
see that Perry had unloaded....without permission!!! He smacked his pal
forehand and backhand and then smooshed his hand into the fuckjam on Perry's torso
and mashed the cumspurge into his mouth again and again. He even digged a finger
into Perry's cum-filled belly button and fed that to him too.

In his aftercum, Perry was heaving and gasping for air and was not even aware
when Josh pulled out and planted himself on Perry's chest, knees against his
ears, cum caked prick and groin at....and in....his mouth. Josh rutted his
prick in and out and told Perry to lick him off and make him clean and shiny as a
baby's ass. The sight of Perry's tongue snaking out into Josh's hair bush to
lap up the curds and jam was fantastic!

Late that afternoon....Perry got home, showered and seemed to drown himself
for all the time he spent trying to soothe his sore buns, hole and face. He
shamed himself when for the first time his own soapy finger found its way up
inside his hole....and while he stood eyes closed, face up into the hot spray, he
absentmindedly frigged his own asshole, triggering off his hot spot over and
over, crouching, whipping faster and faster, till he shuddered, his knees
buckled, and he blowed another volley of teen cockshot into the shower wall.
"Ohhhhhgodddddd!!!!" he whined as he slumped hard into the wall of the shower,
gasping for air and trying to get some balance. As he slid trembling down the wall
to his knees, his tongue swarshed out and lapped the dregs of his cum as it
oozed down the wall.

Some good bit later, he stepped from the shower, dried himself slowly, with
special attention to his sensitive cockhead.

He put on some shorts with a basketball jersey and padded his way barefoot to
the kitchen at the call for dinner.

His mom asked about the redness of his cheeks which he explained came from
getting belted in a tagout during practice.

Later, as he watched the images light up his computer screen, he cried
quietly. With his face clearly shown in most of the pictures, he watched the images
of Josh's probing camera search his very insides deep inside his hole....lit
brightly with the flashlight. His moist inner hole sparkled from the light. In
one shot Josh had even superimposed the Ty-D-Bol man down inside his bunger.
He cried quietly as he looked from the image of his face in the background,
between his legs, as the camera pictured the carrot, banana, hot dog, and the
other stuff Josh had shoved down his upturned hole. There was a moving video for
several seconds of Perry jerking around when the straw was blown into, and the
cold water was funneled down into him.

Then there was the cucumber. It was shown being wound around and literally
screwed into Perry's cum crusted asshole till it was totally in all except for a
half inch which Josh had colored with a lipstick.  Perry was being made to
crawl all around the bed with his ass up and cucumber making its inevitable
slide out of his bunger. The same dried cum on his ass was seen in the final
closeup of Perry's mouth. Several shots showed a hard cock being bent down so as to
enter his mouth till his lips closed around it and his eyes closed, with his
tongue slipping out from underneath up and around the side of the probing cock.

The last shot showed a tampon half out of Perry's hole as he crawled out the
door of a house in just his sneakers and a tee shirt.

Baseball, Boys and Other Toys.  Chapter 9.

Perry's sniveling waned now. Each degradation was worse than the last and
they had all long before started running together in a huge muddle of a boy's
life disaster. It was almost so fearful and gruesome to him, that there was
nothing else to do, think, say or feel.

He sighed.....it was heart wrenching to watch as he shuddered to his core.
Tiny yelps squeaked out when he relieved the pressure on his head and heart.

Through blurry eyes he scanned the top of his desk absently. There was the
shot from last year when he and Josh had single-handedly won the school league
championship game with 3 homers, 2 for him, 1 for Josh, and between them they
accounted for 9 runs. Josh was kneeling in front of Perry who stood behind him.
The barrels of the bats loomed huge in the foreground of the picture as the
two boys pointed them at the camera.

Perry'd never said anything to his Virginia teamer, and probably because he
didn't even think it, but there was always something....him and Josh...he
didn't record it. At night there were wet dreams and jackoffs with absent faces in
his mind as he pounded to that greatest of boyfuns.

Now, after an afternoon of captive, if not fascinating, cock sucking, butt
fucking and general naked boyplay, he stared hard at their picture....he was
looking right at Josh's open legged crotch....absently fingering his own!

His fingers spread all around his shorts-encased cock and nutsack. Ohhh
mannn....he digged back as he raised his knees to free his bunger. Oh that sore
bunger! That pummel-fucked bunger that his best friend Josh had plowed repeatedly
just a few hours ago.

He looked into Josh's eyes in both the picture and in the back of his mind.
He swooned and closed his eyes, "Ohhhhgoddd, oh Josh....Joshie.....god I
need....."

He said no more to himself in his quiet and empty room late that night. He
threw himself on his bed and beat off three times in a row, wishing the entire
time that his friend, his hugbuddyfucker was there to make him perform as now
only Josh knew Perry needed to.

Perry fell asleep with his hand cum-pasted to his prick.

Josh meanwhile, had got down into super transposition, cut and pasting to lay
out Perry's new life for him. He was hot as firecracker through the whole
time. He kept playing with his power pud throughout, but after sating himself so
overwhelmingly that afternoon, he was perfectly happy to work on Perry's pics
in that afterglow that could keep anybody perfectly satisfied for days. But
after all, this was a hot teen boy. Only the thought of the next place to stick
his cock kept him searching and happy.

Still he was calm and methodical. He actually was thinking what Perry would
do when he saw this pic or that one. He wondered if Perry believed him when he
told him he was gonna send his 'photo bio' to everyone they knew. Hmmmm, Josh
wasn't sure he would....
or wouldn't....the more he looked at them.....the more he worked on
them....the more he played with his rock hard pecker.

In bed that night, with his hand wrapped around his prick, he fucked his
pillow feeling that his vaseline smoothe palm almost duplicated what he felt when
he was joying himself inside Perry's hole that afternoon. He shuttered, bucked
and soaked his pillowcase in a boy wracking fuckwad....his afterfuck sigh
stuttered with wheezing, sucking breaths, and he was soon asleep.

The bang on the door broke Josh out of a deep sleep the next morning. That
was his alarm. When his dad was leaving for work, the last thing he did was bang
Josh's door. He smiled sometimes hoping the kid's cock was hard-at-the-whip
in the kid's hand when he did that.

Josh thought his father hoped that too...two peas in a pod.

Josh laughed to himself, when he peeled his cock from the pillow case where
it was crusted fast. He knew he'd have to get a new case from the linens before
he left. It wasn't that his mother came in the room or anything....it's,
well, she might. Shit the cum stain on that case would be there forever. He had
been figuring out where he could stash cummed up stuff till he saw wash on the
line, and then rinse it and hang it along with the regular wash. He didn't have
an answer yet....and the pile in back of his closet of stained and crusted
socks and stuff was getting higher.

Perry in his shower, and Josh in his, washed their meat aggressively that
morning. The inevitable muscle-tightening foretold their morning funs, and their
rubbery knees punctuated their climaxes.

It seemed like boy teens spend half their lives wiping cum off shower walls
and bedroom floors, headboards, sheets, mirrors, bedspreads, and.....

Dressed and grabbing some toast or a pastry, they were both out of their
houses and off to school. Both of them walked and would soon be meeting up on the
next block.

Perry was nervous and trembly some as he approached the street corner where
he would expect to meet Josh....and there he was! Big smile and wave, Josh came
up and as they turned to walk side-by-side, he butt-kicked Perry behind his
back like usual.

Perry was so relieved, but still wondered, even with the power of Josh's take
down the afternoon before, would Josh 'feel' like that again? Perry's cock
tingled. His butt actually tightened at the sight of Josh.

Josh sidled up on Perry's right, and cuffed his arm tight around Perry's
forehead, yanking the kid around, and even giving him a head burn with the
knuckles of his other hand. They were right back at yesterday again in Josh's bed,
Perry being fucked out of his mind. Josh hadn't let it go. Perry feared up.

They were passing by the little league ballfield, and Josh said, "Looks empty
and quiet, eh?" Perry nodded nervously.

"Yehhh-hhh," Perry agreed sorta cautiously.

"S-o-o-o-o.....yuh wanna...?" Josh asked.

Perry looked at him and asked, "Wanna whut?"

"Suck man! Blow cock! Yur new best thing, dude!" Josh was yelling with a huge
smile and an expression like Perry couldn't believe, while cuffing his bud's
forehead again and tugging him headfirst through the ballfield gate.

Josh was feeling the heat of his throbbing, steely prick and in a few seconds
they were both hustling into the 3d base dugout.

"C'mon, man! Let's suck me off!" Josh coaxed Perry as he shoved him down onto
the dugout bench.

Josh was none too pleasant about it, but Perry didn't care it seemed. Josh
kicked at the kid's sneaks spreading his legs. He stepped right between Perry's
legs and put his hands on his best friend's shoulders. Then, he didn't even
think about it, but he put his forefinger through Perry's lips and ran it in and
out over his tongue. Perry looked up to Josh's face like a baby does hoping
to be picked up, then just pulled the pants button open, and Josh's zipper
down. He fished out hard dick pud from where it was pegged up against Josh's belly.

A string of pearly jizz connected Josh's cockhead to the goopy leak on his
stomach. Josh patiently let Perry do it all. Perry pulled down until the cock
was even with his lips, breaking the sperm string, and then ran his face over
it, before taking it to the back of his mouth.

Josh's hands cupped behind Perry's head and pulled his face fast to his cock
hairs. Ohhh man! Josh didn't expect this after yesterday. The public scene,
the open air, the kids voices out in the street, made the feel of Perry's lips
wiggling against his pubes, and action of the wildly swirling buddy
tongue...."Omigod!" he whispered so harrrrrrrrd! Then
he came and came into his buddy's mouth.

Try as he might, gulping and sucking like a doggie in his water bowl, Perry
could not keep up with the enormous outpouring of teen spooge. Josh fell
against the back wall of the dugout bracing himself with one hand. He quivered and
shook as more and more juice spurted over Perry's sucking tongue.

Josh stabilized, and stood feet spread like a  gunslingin' cowboy before
Perry, with his fine boy prick arching out and slightly down. He swiveled left and
right, batting his peter across Perry's lips.

"Godddddddddddd!" he wailed when he saw Perry's tongue and lips purse up and
peck at it each time lips met peter.

Josh took his cock in his hand then held it hard to Perry's lips, and without
a word, Perry kissed it!

"I love ya man! I absolutely fuckin' love ya! You got dis piece 'a meat
anytime you want it man...A-N-Y-time! You hear me....you hear me????!!!" Josh cried
out.

Perry nodded with first a blank, then, was that a glow? They both knew now
what happened the day before. Truly a day of discovery for both of them. And now
they knew.

The weeks and months sped on through the cool Spring toward the beginning of
Summer.
Each afternoon, as the boys showered after practices and games, they had all
to do to keep their hands off themselves. Josh would fun at Perry sometimes
when he actually fucking drooled out the corner of his mouth watching Josh
fiddling with cock under the spray. They'd hurry and dress to get their asses to
one or the other of their houses. Perry's boycunt had become a most pleasing
assglove to Josh's ever-pounding prick.

After each nut, they'd lay with Josh pasted to Perry's back, or belly to
belly for long moments, throbbing, pricks pulsing, returning their breathing to
normal till Josh was wanting more.....and Perry was always wanting to give. They
weren't thinking at all about next year, and what if they didn't go to the
same college.

There were some days when they just couldn't fucking wait and found a place
to hide for Perry to get his pal off. Most times after one of those clandestine
suckoffs, Josh would look down at his buddy in the haze of his own aftercum,
at the glint in the eyes of his buddy cocksucker, as he either sat on a chair,
or kneeled to the floor, stroking himself, and just melt. Sometimes Perry
allowed himself a cum....sometimes just serving buddy meat was all ihe needed.
Often Perry would blow in his boxers without touching himself. Josh never
enforced that threat that he wouldn't let Perry cum without permission. There were
times he revisited that scene in his mind screen.....the fucking power he felt
kneeling over Perry there on his bed. It would make him so hot....but he loved
his bud, too.

The baseball season careened to the season's end and their team was a shoo in
candidate to make the finals, and it did. Two teams remained. Their own team,
Piedmont High had won the southern division, and they would be facing
Mountainview for the league title.

"Big game today, dude," Josh said, to Perry's silent nod. "Sure hope I fucked
some extra power into you yesterday. With all that protein you took last
night, you should be able to carry the whole team," Josh joked. There wasn't even
any pretense when they walked to school each morning. They just ducked into
the little league field dugout and Josh fed Perry his morning wood.

The game that afternoon would be tough. The opponent was their roughest of
the year and they had split two games during the school league season. This was
it! Winner take all!

As the young players all dressed in the locker room, surely there were more
than just two kids thinking of another guy's hang, but we know Perry couldn't
take his eyes off Josh's ass or that dinner hangin' off him either.

The game was moving quickly, with the lead changing 3 times through to the
last inning. Perry was endowed with power from Josh's protein injector it would
seem, since he had two homers already, yet the score was 4-3, with our guys
down.

Josh held the other team by striking out the side in relief in the top of the
ninth. He was on fire!

He was so fucking pumped up, he came raging and screaming into the dugout and
barked to Perry, "We fuckin' goin' home after you bat asshole.....we
finishin' this shit right now!"

Of course that meant that Josh, who was up first leading off their at bat in
the bottom of the ninth inning, was declaring he was getting on base, and
Perry was gonna homer. That's the only way they could end it in the first two at
bats.

Josh lugged and swung four bats as he strutted his cocky walk to the plate.
He dropped the 3 'weight' bats and moved into the batters box. Nearly the best
pitcher in the league smirked at Josh who pointed the barrel of his bat at him
menacingly.

As the pitcher wound up, Josh went back into his high hand stance with his
bat knob shoulder high, and the barrel tilted toward the pitcher.

Mannnnnn, you could hear that fucker whistling in, but then 'CRACK' and it
was rocketing the other way seemingly twice as fast and was gone! Josh ran
around the bases punching the air up and down with both hands, and met his entire
team at the plate. SCORE TIED. They were back in it on one pitch! Josh
whispered into Perry's ear in the mayhem...."I think I cummed in my jock when I passed
second base!" They both snickered.

Perry finally pulled himself out of the celebration and picked up his bat to
see if he could make Josh's prediction come true.

Nobody in the stands or dugouts could sit. EVERYBODY was up. Breaths short.
Could Perry homer again? Well, they couldn't lose, so just a hit would be a
start, and give them a chance to win without extra innings.

The no longer snotty pitcher who had watched Perry lose two balls already
beyond the fences, now looked hard and grim-faced into Perry.

The windup. The pitch. 'CRACK!' With hardly a look, the pitcher looked down
and began his long and losing walk off the field. Everybody screamed
together.....IT'S GONNNE!!! Perry ran around the bases so fast, he met the losing
pitcher before he made it to the foul line on his way to his own dugout, and
handslapped his back.

Perry was mauled by his teammies as he jumped on the plate with both feet.
That pile of hot sweaty boys would make anybody watching hot and sweaty.

Josh had got the whole team goin' as Perry got up to bat. He said, "The
fucker's gonna hit another bomb, dudes, and we goin' tuh party hearty!!! Then we do
whut I said." He made them promise and they agreed.

Finally, after about five minutes, the boys started peeling themselves off
the celebration pile that Perry was buried under. The stands were still full on
the winning team's side, with kids and students streaming onto the
field......and Perry was lying on home plate, filthy from head to toe....dirt was caked
in blotches on his sweaty skin....and he was fuckin' NAKED!!!!!

His teammies had stripped him bare to the nads under the pile, and then took
the uniform away with them leaving the poor bastard covering his balls with
his hands as kneeled up on top of home plate. His finest hour....and he was
balls naked! They even got his spikes and socks.

He wouldn't get up as everybody cheered and chanted for him to stand up and
let them see what a 'hero was made of'.

He just didn't want to show his crack, OR his balls. He just stayed there
sitting on his heels.

Josh and three other guys surrounded him as the chants, "Show us Perry! LET
US SEE!
We wanna see!" kept up and got louder and closer as everyone started to s
urround them on the field.

The four kids each grabbed at his arms and stood him up, with his
shame-shriveled nuts and cock, little more than a nubber, for all to see, and cheer. Josh
had a bat handle up his butt though, and as he wormed it around, poor fuckin'
Perry had something to be proud of afterall.

A huge cheer went up when Perry's cock snapped tall against his belly. His
dad would have been proud. There was also a gasp from some of the women, and
girls....and boyyyyyys!


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