Date: Thu, 23 Jun 2011 22:45:37 +0000
From: Douglas DD DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Perfect Game  Chapter 31

Some of you have asked when I would be getting back to baseball. While this
chapter isn't the time, baseball will be a big part of the last chapters of
this story. The boys have gotten to know each other and the time to play
the perfect game is coming up.

Remember to be 18 to read this and to be safe.

You can contact me at thehakaanen@hotmail.com

CHAPTER 31
GETTING TO KNOW YOU

The first weekend after spring break seemed to sneak up on everybody. One
minute they were restarting school and the next minute the weekend was
there. Nobody complained, however. At the sixth grade baseball lunch table
plans were revealed by most about the weekend and who was staying
overnight with whom.

Nobody was surprised that Eric and Scott were spending the weekend
together, nor that Bobby was staying at Noah's for the weekend. A few
eyebrows were raised when Kraig said he was spending Friday night at
Hunter's. But then, when they thought about it, Kraig was the one who
asked if Hunter could join their lunch group and Kraig and Hunter always
sat next to each other. Kevin announced that Justin was spending Friday
night with him, which got him some good natured ribbing about having the
hots for younger boys. That left Danny, who said he had plans for the
weekend, but revealed nothing about what they were.

Eric and Scott had their usual sexual fun, but the advice of the Donkey
slowed them from taking the plunge to anal sex. Somehow it seemed that
doing it the first weekend after visiting the Dawg and the Donkey was doing
it too quickly. The time wasn't yet right in both of their minds.

 Bobby and Noah resumed where they left off, with Bobby still being the
top. Duke hadn't come around last week and Lenny left Bobby alone. Even
Bobby's mother didn't make her usual futile plea for Bobby to stay home.
They both knew what Bobby was holding over them. Tyler and Bobby
talked about what had happened more than once. Tyler apologized to Bobby
for not being there for him, for being messed up on weed and beer and not
standing up for him. Bobby hugged him and told him it was okay, that he
was able to make it out with Noah with nothing really bad happen. Tyler felt
a pang of jealousy because Noah was able to for Bobby what he should have
done for him as his big brother. He vowed to do better---it was his job to
take care of Bobby.

"Have you sucked Lenny?" Bobby asked.

"What do you think?"

"I think you did a lot of times."

Tyler smiled and slid his hand inside Bobby's boxers, fondling his brother's
little cocklet, making it instantly hard. "Do you mind?" Tyler asked him.

Bobby shook his head, surprised and pleased by his brother's attention.
Tyler started to yank on the waistband of the boxers and Bobby lifted his
little dinner bun ass to let his older brother slide them off. He was now a
rock hard solid 3.5 inches. "Do you mind if I go one more step?" Tyler
asked.

"What?" Bobby already knew what the answer was going to be and he
wasn't disappointed as Tyler put his lips around his little brother's
beautifully shaped bald boner. Maybe being home won't be so bad after all,
Bobby thought, and then he let himself go to the pleasures his brother was
inducing.

++++++++++

The Twins had their own fun on Friday night, but not with each other. Kevin
had the bedroom to himself and tutored the fifth grader in the fine art of
sucking cock, from licking balls to Swallowing 101 to upper level work in
the number sixty-nine. Justin was hooked on sex and totally smitten with his
sixth grader teacher. He lost track of the number of dry cums he had and he
couldn't get enough of Kevin's sweet boy cum.

Kraig, on the other hand, didn't get that far as he stayed at Hunter's house.
Hunter wasn't as eager to get deeply involved in boy on boy sex, but he was
willing to do a little bit more than he had before. Mutual masturbation and
sleeping naked with Kraig only triggered his guilt feelings a little. Kraig, on
the other hand, couldn't get enough of the athletic Hunter. Hunter might not
be able to hit a baseball, but he was a top-notch soccer and basketball player
and was a force in Pee Wee League football. He, Danny, and Scott were the
big athletic studs of the sixth grade and Kraig was ecstatic to be able to share
a bed with him.

Eric and Scott spent both nights together, splitting their time between their
two houses. They talked about doing anal sex, but the time didn't seem
perfect and the Donkey had said to hold off until they both knew the right
time had come. Of course the question in their minds was how would they
know when that time was there?

They did have to deal with Scott's sister, Lindy, on Saturday afternoon.
They were watching TV at Scott's house when she came in with her
boyfriend Greg, a 15 year old sophomore.

Lindy was a little irked that the boys were home, but relieved they weren't
naked on the couch making out. She had no idea how she would explain that
to Greg. But then she saw their shorts in the floor and realized they were
dressed only in their underpants and a t-shirt. She wondered if Greg noticed.

"What are you guys doing here? I thought you were staying over at Eric's."

"My mom was on a house cleaning rampage so we came over here before
we got recruited," Eric said.

"Well, could you maybe go outside for awhile, or maybe find another friend
to visit."

"Gonna do a little messing around?" Scott asked with a wicked smirk.

Greg gave Lindy a funny look. She quickly explained what the boys knew
and how they found out. He gave them a smile that said he thought they
were both pretty cool.

"Maybe. But we would like the house to ourselves before mom gets home. If
it's okay."

"We won't go into your bedroom or even look in," Scott said. "We
promise." Eric nodded his head yes.

"But you'll know what's going on. We kinda want it private. Now be a good
little brother for once and leave us alone for a bit."

"We'll know what's going on even if we leave," Scott said.

Before, Lindy would've gotten into a snit and argued with Scott, but since
they made their agreement and pretty much signed a non-aggression pact, at
least in things sexual, she'd been working hard on curbing her tart tongue.
"Please?" she said.

"Well, if you put it that way." The boys got up and Greg now saw their
shorts were on the floor and they both were clad in only their t-shirts and
underpants. He could also see that they had boners tenting their underpants;
Scott wearing plaid boxers and Eric in white briefs. They two boys bent
down and picked up their shorts. Eric was a little embarrassed about being
caught half-dressed, but Scott enjoyed it. "We like to be comfortable," Scott
said.

"So I see," Greg said, "though your underpants look a little full." Eric
blushed a deep shade of red.

"Of course, we'd go even quicker if we could see Greg naked," Scott said.
Eric gave him a surprised look. "We just want to inspect the goods. Make
sure our sister is getting good quality."

Lindy was about to protest when Greg unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans,
revealing a rock hard six-and-a-half inch boner with a nice patch of brown
pubic hair over the top and nice hanging, hairless balls. He was wearing no
underwear. "Good enough?" he asked.

"You pass," Scott said laughing, and the two boys grabbed their shorts and
ran up to Scott's room to get their shoes. "You have until mom gets home,"
Scott said over his shoulder. "Have fun and don't forget to use protection!"

"Sorry," Lindy said to Greg. "He can be such a little pain."

Greg smiled, his boner still sticking out of his open pants. "I think he's kinda
cool."

The boys soon came running back down. This time Eric worked up the
courage to say, "Nice bone!" as they headed out the back door.

"Yeah, he is cool," Greg said, agreeing with himself. "They both seem to be
cool," Greg watched their little boy asses retreat out the door.

Lindy yanked his arm. "Let's go to my room and make-out." Which they
promptly did.

As the boys left Scott's yard Eric said, "He was going commando."

"I know. It was pretty hot. And he did have a nice one. Not as nice as the
Dawg and Donkey, but still pretty nice. I bet Lindy loves it when he sticks it
in her."

"I wonder what it's like to have one that big stuck in you," Eric said. "But
then I wonder what it's like to have yours up my butt."

"We're going to find out soon. I think the perfect time is getting close."

++++++++++

Danny didn't stay overnight with anybody. But what he did do is get Carl
started on the program Coach Ecklund had laid out for him. Carl was
suspicious of Danny at first and reluctant to get started. But Danny gave him
some hard, cold facts.

"You do want to play school ball next year, right? And every year?"

"If the coaches let me," Carl said.

"It's not the coaches who made you fat," Danny said.

"Fuck you and get out of my house and go home!"

"Well, it's true, so face up to it. Come on Carl, you hit the shit out of the
ball, you're a good catcher. I've pitched to you and I know. But you gotta be
able to move better and faster. If you're gonna catch you're gonna have to
beat out Kevin, and he's really good. You can be just as good if you work at
it. But if you don't you're just never gonna play."

"What's it to you?" Carl asked, still stinging from Danny's "fat" remark.

"Well we'd have the best team with two good catchers. Plus you're a really
good hitter. And we've kinda been friends sometimes since we're almost
neighbors and I want you to do good. But you're lazy and I am going to try
to get you to work to get better." He didn't tell Carl that the coaches had put
him on a mission. He knew that Carl really would kick him out and turn him
off if he told him about that.

"So what do you want to do?"

"First thing, get your bike and we'll go to the high school and run the track. I
do it a lot. You don't have to run a lot. We both just start running and you go
as fast as you can for as long as you can and I'll do the same. Just promise
me you won't quit early. You go until you can't keep going."

Carl was not about to make that promise. "I'll try," was the best he could do,
and Danny, knowing he would need a lot of patience, accepted the answer.
He did like Carl and really wanted him to succeed. Otherwise he would
never have accepted the coaches' challenge.

As it turned out Carl did push himself, somewhat challenged by the athletic
Danny. The afternoon was turning into a nice spring afternoon and Danny
soon had his shirt off as he loped easily around the track, yelling
encouragement to Carl, especially as he lapped him. Carl kept going until he
it became almost impossible to take another step. He collapsed on the infield
grass.

"Get up and walk it off," Danny said as he came up and stopped. "I've
learned it's the best thing to do when you're done." Carl looked up at
Danny, and even in his exhaustion he found himself with strange feelings as
he looked at the chest that was developing muscle definition and at the hint
of a six pack in Danny's abdomen. He forced himself to get up, taking
gasping breaths, and started to walk slowly. Danny wanted to do another lap,
but he decided to stay with Carl and offer encouragement.

"Coach said I have to do exercises, too," Carl said as he slowly got his
breath back. "We gonna do that now?"

Danny wanted to say yes, but he also didn't want to push the overweight boy
for fear of losing him. "We'll do that tomorrow instead of run. Then I can
see if you're doing it right. Pretty soon we'll do both on the same day."

"Whoohoo, I can't wait," Carl said with a hint of sarcasm.

Danny ignored him and they soon headed to their bikes. Carl had his shirt
off now, too, but his blubbery torso didn't have the same affect on Danny as
Danny had had on Carl. They rode their bikes and stopped off at Carl's
house.

"I guess I better shower," Carl said. "I really worked up a pit."

"Felt good, huh?" Danny said with as smile.

"It felt shitty."

"Good, then you can feel shitty again tomorrow."

"Only if I want to do it tomorrow."

"Oh you want to, I just know you do."

Carl walked to his house and found himself blurting out, "Do you wanna
shower here?" Then his whole body shook when he realized what he had
said.

Danny, who was stunned by the question, was silent for a moment. While
Carl didn't turn him on he found himself with an urge to show off his naked
body to the boy he had decided to help. "Sure, why not?"

Carl had been about to apologize for saying something dumb and he was
now the one to be surprised. "You do?"

"It saves water, right? And if I see you all naked then I'll be able to see how
much better you'll look when we keep doing this. I just wish I had some
clean stuff to put on when we're done. But it's a short ride home and I can
change there."

"Or you can ride home naked," Carl said with a giggle, the first time he'd
shown any humor all afternoon.

"There is that."

Carl's father was a dentist in Mayfield and his mother was a teacher, but in
the neighboring town of Woodbury. The two of them had gone to Centralia
for the day, and with no brothers or sisters Carl had the house to himself.

Danny was used to being naked with other boys in their own house and
quickly pealed off his shorts and boxerbriefs. Carl looked at the slender, but
yet muscular 12 year old, with his smooth body, his slender legs, his starting
to hang balls, and his nice hanging dick with wisps of fine, straight, dark
pubic hair over it and felt a stirring in his groin. His own body embarrassed
him more than ever. He wished that he had kept his mouth shut about the
shower.

"Are you going to get naked?" Danny asked. "It's easier to shower that
way." Carl seemed frozen in place. "Hey, I won't say anything. And I'm
sorry about saying you were fat. I was trying to make you mad so you'd
come run with me."

"But I am fat," Carl said quietly.

"Good, that means I can make you fit and unfat." Both boys started to giggle
and Carl relaxed enough to finally take off his shoes, socks, and then pull off
his shorts and underpants. Danny saw Carl's dick, somewhat hidden by the
overhanging fat of his belly. About all there was to see was the circumcised
head and the marble sized balls. He was completely hairless. And for the
first time Danny felt a feeling shoot through is groin, as he got a good look
at Carl's butt. It was big and seemed to scream for someone to rub it and
touch it and stick his dick along its white softness. Danny felt his dick start
to stir, and did his best to control his feelings. Carl wasn't like Scott or Eric
or Hunter. He wasn't a jock who gave him funny feelings like those two did.
He didn't want to jerk off with him like he did with them---like he had with
Eric, Scott, and even little Bobby.

And yet, he was getting those feelings. He was thinking of Carl and what he
would look like with less weight and he could see how good looking he
might be. And he was thinking of Carl as he was and somehow wondering
what it would be like to touch that ass.

As Carl bent down to get the shower going his butt looked right at Danny
and Danny was now tumescent. He wanted to run and hide what was
happening, but he also knew there was nothing he could do about it. Now it
was his turn to be sorry he had agreed to this.

As the boys stepped into the shower Carl said, "You're getting a boner."

"Yeah, I know. I get them a lot. They just seem to happen to me."

He hadn't yet approached his full four inch plus length, but he was getting
there. They took turns getting wet under the showerhead. Danny was
somewhat pleased to see Carl was getting hard, too. He was surprised by
how small his dick looked, not realizing how it was getting lost in Carl's fat.
But at least it was hard, taking away some of the guilty feelings for getting
hard in the bedroom of a boy who was barely a friend.

"Want me to wash your back?" Carl asked, once again amazing himself by
what came out of his mouth.

"Sure," Danny said. This was like being in the shower with Scott back when
they used to jerk off together. Carl got Danny's back soapy, loving the feel
of his hard athletic body under his hands. He had never touched anybody
like this, had never been naked with another boy outside of the showers at
school. He quit taking a shower after the second week because of the teasing
about his weight. And now here he was in his own shower, naked with one
of the school's big jocks---both of them sporting boners. Without thinking
his hands went down to Danny's hard, smooth butt cheeks and he washed
them as well. He fought off the temptation to wash Danny's crack. He told
Danny he was finished and was pleased when Danny offered to wash his
back.

Danny thought he would be repulsed by touching Carl, but he found his skin
to be soft and sensual. His dick shot up to full hardness as he washed the
boy's back and then his smooth, plush butt cheeks. Like Carl he found
himself wanting to get his hand inside his crack and wash. Unlike Carl he
did it, making Carl moan with pleasure and surprise.

"Gotta make sure you're totally clean," Danny whispered. His fingers
touched Carl's boy pucker, causing him to yelp. Suddenly, Danny caught
himself, wondering what he was thinking, and pulled his had back. "I'm
done," he said.

"That was fun," Carl giggled. That got Danny to giggling, which got Carl to
giggling more, which got both of them into full-fledged laughter. Danny was
laughing so hard he slipped on the wet surface and grabbed Carl's arm as a
handhold. The slip got his face close to Carl's and for an awkward moment
they both thought about kissing the lips so close to their own. Danny wanted
to pull Carl the few inches closer that he needed. The laugher had suddenly
turned to a silence that seemed to go on for minutes but was only a few
seconds. It was broken as Danny regained his balance and broke his grip on
Carl's arms. That got him back to giggling and the light mood quickly
returned.

The boys rinsed themselves off and stepped out, grabbing towels and drying
themselves and each other. Danny saw a digital scale in a corner of the large
bathroom and suggested that Carl step on it while he was naked. Then he
could not only see how much Carl's looks were changing Carl could see how
much weight he was losing. Danny was much more optimistic about the
future of their workouts than Carl was. Carl knew how little he liked to
exercise and how often he'd started to do it and then had quit.

"One sixty-five," Danny said. "That's over 50 pounds more than me.
Remind me not to wrestle you."

They headed back into Carl's bedroom, their dicks still hard, both of them
trying to ignore that fact. Danny got dressed and told Carl he would be back
tomorrow at ten a.m. to do the exercises. Carl complained about it being too
early, but after looking at the look of determination on Danny's face he
quietly agreed to be ready.

He saw Danny out of the house and then pounded back to his room, taking
off the shorts he had but on. Maybe, he thought, if I quit being so fat Danny
will really like me. Maybe I'll be sexy. He wondered how that thought got
into his head as he conjured up images of him touching Danny's hard boner
and of Danny touching his, jerking his dick furiously to an intense dry cum.

As soon as Danny got home he ran to his room, shed his clothes and jerked
off madly until he shot his sweet, liquid boy cum over himself, wondering
what it would be like to stick his dick into those big soft mounds of Carl's
rear.

++++++++++

While it was the sixth grade boys on the JV team who were horny for each
other and for other boys, two seventh graders, Marty and Rich were equally
taken with each other.

Marty spent Friday night at Rich's house. The two of them rubbed off,
sucked each other, kissed each other, finger fucked each other. They
couldn't get enough of each other and slept together naked and wrapped up
in each other.

On Saturday Rich stayed at Marty's where they did more of the same,
though Rich still held out when Marty suggest they bring up some beer.
Marty said he wanted to try sex with Rich when they were both drunk. Rich
told Marty he was cool with him getting drunk, but he just wasn't ready yet.
The night at the party, and especially the morning after, was still fresh in his
mind. He knew he had promised Marty he would get drunk this time and felt
relieved when Marty didn't press the issue.

"I've had more hangovers like that then I can count," Marty said.

"How about I drink some time when I don't have to be home the next day.
Fair enough?"

"Fair enough." Marty went downstairs wearing just his boxers, pulled four
beers out of the refrigerator and headed back. His parents were drinking at
some tavern and would be gone most of the night.

While he was waiting for Marty to return, Rich looked at the teddy bear on
Marty's shelf. He was not surprised at seeing a teddy bear. He had some
stuffed animals from when he was little, but they were in his closet. On
occasion they still came out.

Marty's brother John, who was already buzzed, saw his half naked brother
returning to his room and said, "Gonna have fun with your boyfriend?"

"Fuck you. I just want some beer."

"You sure aren't wearing much."

"Like you and Tanner don't hang out and drink in your underwear."

Steve grinned. "Have fun, bro." He made a circle with his index finger and
thumb with his left hand, running his right index finger through the hole.
Marty would have flipped him off, but his hands were full of beer bottles.

Marty drank his four beers quickly and was feeling really good. He and Rich
were making out as Marty drank and they both had cums. They almost
instantly went to kissing passionately, feeling each other, fondling and
playing.

"Can I fuck you?" Marty asked out of the blue.

"You mean, like sticking your dick up my ass?"

"Duh! Yeah."

Rich was taken aback by Marty's question. "Like tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Um...not tonight?"

"Why the fuck not?"

"If I do it, it's gotta be when you're not drunk. At least the first time."

Marty leaned his naked body against his buddy's. "But I love you, Rich," he
slurred. "I love you."

Rich didn't know what to say to that, so he ignored it, pretending like it
wasn't said. Marty was drunk and he figured whatever he said didn't mean
anything. Or maybe it meant everything. He wasn't sure.

He actually was curious about what Marty had proposed, but he didn't want
Marty to go ballistic the next day when he sobered up. So he did the only
thing he could think of to keep Marty's mind off of fucking him. He got on
his knees between Marty's legs and went down on him as Mortimer the bear
watched the boys from above.

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