Date: Sun, 25 Aug 2002 20:06:57 EDT
From: ThaSilencer5@aol.com
Subject: Baseball Jocks part 1: Subway Suck

This story is entirely fictional.  It is not intended to imply anything about
the true sexuality of Roger Clemens, Jason Giambi, or Mike Piazza.

        I had recently gone to a Yankees game.  It was close, against the
Mets.  I hadnt be to a subway series in a long time.   This time i talked my
way into the Yankee locker room.   Then i walked over to the winnning
pitcher, Roger Clemens and told him that he had a great game.  He said thanks
and asked who i was, i replied that i was a reporter and i wanted to talk to
him in private.
       So we went to a small room that was out of the way and no one would
bother us.  Then he asked what i wanted to know.  I asked him some questions
that any reporter would.  Then i started to move a little closer and closer.
Soon i was right next to him, and i could smell the sweat from the game.  He
was still in full uniform, hat and all.
       Then i rested my hand on his thigh.  He didnt make any attempt to move
it away.  Then i slowly moved it up towards his crotch.  He just let out a
little moan.  Then i knocked lightly on the cup he was still wearing.  I
looked up at his unshaven faces and licked my lips.
       He nodded his head as if to say "go for it".  So i unbuttoned his
shirt, to reveal a chiseled chest covered in a layer an fur.  I played with
his nipples for a while.  Then i moved down to his pants.  I unbottoned them
and then i pulled them down to his ankles.  Then i had to peal off his
boxer-briefs, then the cup fell out.  Now he was just in a jock.  But his 10
inch boner streached the material so far that i thought it was going to
break.
       I pulled off the jock, and his cock jumped out.  His balls were large
and hung low.  He was dripping with precum.  I kneeled an then i could smell
it.  It was a smell of sweat mixed with urine and cum.  His cock had crusty
old cum on it, and i thought that he must jack off before games so he dont
get a woodie in front of thousands of people.
       I took his cock into my mouth.  And he moaned.  I was playing with the
head of his penis while it was in my mouth, then i moved onto the underside
where it is sensitive.  His moaning got louder.  And i took more and more of
his cock in my mouth.  Then he started to rock his hips and face fuck me.
Then i started to kneed his balls, and suck harder.  Then i felt his balls
tighten.  Moments later gushes of cum filled my mouth.  Cum shot down my
throat and overflowed in my mouth.  His cock sliped out and kept on shooting.
 When he finished there was a large puddle of cum on the floor.
       Then he bent over and started licking the exess cum off of my face.
But just then we heard a knock at the door, and it opened.
       Standing in the doorway was Jason Giambi.  He was in nothing but a
towel.  He said that he had come to see where his fuck buddy was, my jaw
dropped.  But then he said that since i had already serviced his hunk that i
wouldnt mind taking his cock for a spin.
       All i could do was nod yes.  Then he dropped his towel revealing an
awsome 11 incher that was as big around as a beer can.  It was covered in
precum, and the balls were almost twice the size of Clemens'.   Then he told
me to take it.  So i went over an kneeled in front of him, and took his
moster cock in my mouth.  He fucked my face for 5 minutes, then he fucked
harder and harder.
       Finally i felt all of his muscles contract.  The force of the cum
coming out of his cock threw my head off his cock.  I tried to get back and
swallow as much as i could, but i couldnt fast enough.  I was covered in cum,
and so was Clemens.  There was still a huge puddle on the floor from him, and
after 4 minutes of shooting there was still a steady stream of cum dripping
from this guys flaccid cock.
       Jason told me that he wanted me to meet a good friend of his.  So he
put on his towel again and we left that room.  Then we exited the Yankee
locker room.  We walked down to the Mets locker room.  By the time we got
there most of the players were already fully dressed and some leaving.  But
we found who he was looking for.
       It was Mike Piazza!  Giambi wispered something into Piazza's ear, then
Mike smiled.  Mike was dressed in a suit about to leave when we got there.
But he quickly told me to drop to my knees.  I did as i was told, and when i
did, he pulled out his fuck tool.  It was huge.  But it didnt measure up to
Giambi's in anyway.  I started to suck it.
       Mike was moaning and groaning while i serviced his tool.  Then i felt
his pants drop to his loafers.  I was his face vince in pain, but then return
to his pleasured state.  I realized that Jason had started to fuck his ass
while i sucked his cock.  Mike started to unbutton his designer shirt and
take off his tie.  Then i saw his chest, covered in this thick black hair.  I
couldnt tell right away if it was as chiseled as Jason's was, because of the
hiar.  He started to play with his  nipples.
       I suddenly felt someone unbuttoning my pants, and pulling down my
boxers.  My rock hard 9 1/2 inch cock flung out.  Then i felt some preasure
on my asshole.  I turned my head and i saw The Rocket fucking my ass.  Then
he started to jack me off while i sucked Mikes cock.
       It went on like that for a few minutes until Mike blew his HUGE load
in my mouth and all over my already cum soaked shirt.  Then Jason blew his
load all up Piazza's ass.  Finally Clemens busted his nut in my ass.
       Then Piazza went down on me to finish the job, he sucked my cock.  He
took it all in one big gulp.  His nose was grinding into my bush.
       Roger striped me of my shirt, and started playing with my hairy chest.
 Then Jason sucked my nipples.  I couldnt take much of that, and i busted my
load down Piazza's throat.  We all just lied there in a post orgasm high.