Date: Wed, 08 Mar 2000 12:59:24 -0800
From: Mister A Nonymous <l432507@mailcity.com>
Subject: The Ballgame (Part 3)

Hi everyone. This is part 3 of my story, the ballgame. I'm trying to keep
the chapters short, and chock full of sex, to keep everyone from waiting
for the next steamy installment. I really appreciate any comments I
recieve, so keep them coming. They encourage me to keep writing. There will
be further additions to this story, so stay tuned.

You get the best feeling for the story if you start from the begining and
read on from there. You can find parts one and two in the nifty archive,
under gay/young-friends.

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The Ballgame (part 3)
by l432507@mailcity.com

	TJ was the first to wake up the next morning. He was laying on his
side, behind Chris, who was also on his side. Dazed, he tried to recall the
events of the previous evening. It all came back to him, how the boys had
given each other their first blowjobs. TJ's penis began to stiffen within
his underwear. He felt Chris' breathing against his body. TJ put his arm
across Chris.
	TJ was in heaven. He had dreamed about pleasuring his best friend
for so long, ever since he learned how to masturbate a year ago. Chris
would frequently star in TJ's fantasies as he stroked himself off. TJ felt
Chris' soft, smooth skin against his own nearly naked body. TJ lightly
brushed Chris' nipple with his thumb, until it hardened.
	TJ's dick was fully hard now, the sensitive undersite straining
against the soft cotton of his briefs. His crotch against Chris' bottom, TJ
slowly and gently began to hump between Chris' firm, round cheeks. He
continued this for several minutes, enjoying the soothing feeling of
rubbing against Chris' warm body. Although still erect, TJ realized that
nature was calling, and he had to relieve himself in another manner first.
	Careful not to wake Chris, he rolled out of the bed and slipped on
his shorts from the day before, just in case Chris' parents were awake. He
creaked open the bedroom door and crept across the hall to the bathroom.
	He tried hard to think unsexy thoughts, in order to make his
erection subside and allow him to urinate. Eventually, he succeeded and
relaxed as he released his stream. Now soft, he put his dick back in his
shorts, flushed, and headed back across the hall.
	What he saw as he opened Chris' bedroom door startled TJ
briefly. Chris was lying on his back, boxers at his knees, vigorously
pumping on his hard 3 and 1/2 incher.
	"Shut the door!" Chris whispered angrily between strokes. He was
going at himself with full force, his back was arching, eyes glued shut,
his hand flying up and down his erection. Chris squirmed on his bed as the
pleasure built in him.
	"Mind if I join in?" TJ whispered.
	"Yeah...go ahead..." Chris gasped his approval.
	Chris was sprawled out in the center of his small bed, so TJ knew
there would be no room for him there. Still, he was content to stand beside
his determined friend, drop his shorts and underwear, and began to
masturbate standing directly above Chris. Chris opened his eyes to see TJ
enthralled in the same pleasure as he, as he built toward his impending
climax.
	"Oh...yeah...here...I...come!" Chris moaned as he bucked his hips
lightly in rhythm with his hand. His orgasm quickly came over him. Chris
spread his smooth legs, tightly curling his toes, signaling the intense
pleasure coming over him.
	TJ was still going at it beside him. As Chris recovered and slowed
his hand down, to the point where it was just clutching his penis, he
watched TJ approach climax. TJ thrust his abdomen forward, groaning as his
penis spasmed with each wave of pleasure.
	"Oh, yes!" he moaned. He loved no longer having to close his eyes
and dream about Chris. Right below him, as he built up to this orgasm, an
identical scene to many of his fantasies was being shown to him. Still
naked, Chris grinned as TJ felt the last blast rush through him.
	"And Good morning to you, TJ!" Chris laughed as TJ came back to
Earth.
	"Yeah. Good morning yourself!" he replied.
	"Your humping woke me up," Chris remarked as he climbed out of bed.
	"You were awake? Um...I'm really sorry..." TJ apologized.
	"It's okay. I liked it. We should take our underwear off next
time." Chris noted. TJ's eyes lit up. "Not now," Chris said, "I'm hungry."
TJ sighed.
	Chris opened his closet and began to select his wardrobe for the
morning. TJ began to put on his clothes from the day before, until Chris
asked, "Didn't you bring any clothes?"
	"Just my practice uniform," he replied. Chris' mother was going to
take the boys to baseball practice later, afterward TJ's mother would take
him home from there. "I guess I can wear that this morning." The practice
uniform consisted of a green t-shirt featuring their jersey number and a
pair of light grey sweatpants.
	"Well at least change your underwear, dude. You can borrow a clean
pair of mine." Chris reached into his dresser drawer. "Boxers or briefs?"
	"Briefs are fine."
	"Excellent choice," complimented Chris. He tossed TJ a pair of his
Fruit of the Looms. They were a size smaller than the ones he usually wore,
so they were a little snug when TJ pulled them on.


	The boys quickly finished dressing, hardly taking note of each
other's bodies after their morning masturbation. They were both looking
forward to practice that afternoon. Their morning consisted of breakfast,
then playing catch in Chris' back yard. About noon, Chris' mother called
the boys in, telling them it was almost time to go to practice. The boys
ran upstairs.
	"Just a minute, mom!" Chris yelled on his way up. He still had to
put on his practice uniform and change his shoes. Chris quickly slipped out
of his clothes and began to locate his jersey. TJ came up behind him and
put his hands on Chris' shoulders. TJ began feeling Chris' skin.
	"Hey...that tickles!" Chris exclaimed.
	"Ok. Maybe you'll like it better if I touch you here..." TJ moved
his hands downward and started to squeeze Chris' little package in his
underpants.
	"Come on...not now. My mom's ready to go." Chris protested.
	"Aww. Just a quickie?" Chris was starting to get hard.
	"What did you have in mind?" Chris asked.
	"Well, first, I'd turn you around like this..." TJ pushed Chris
around to face him. "Then, I'd get down on my knees in front of you..." TJ
knelt down. "Then I'd pull out your dick..." He pulled down the front of
Chris' briefs and hooked the waistband under his balls. "Then, I'd put that
thing in my mouth." With that, he took Chris' penis between his lips and
began licking the head. Chris never said a word. His penis did all of his
talking; it was fully erect, now moving in and out of TJ's warm mouth.
	"Go, TJ, go...faster...hurry!" Chris grunted. He bucked his hips
forward, his balls lightly slapping TJ in the chin. "Ohhh...mmmm....yeah!"
he moaned with delight. TJ was rubbing the front of his sweatpants in a
rapid motion. Chris felt the pleasure building inside him, and he quickly
worked to expel it as he had another dry orgasm. TJ kept sucking.
	"Okay...you can stop now." Chris whispered. "I just got an orgasm."
	"Cool." TJ answered. "Now get dressed so we can go!"
	Chris put his tingling penis, sticky with TJ's saliva, back in his
briefs. He rapidly put on his uniform, and within seconds, was out the
door.