Date: Sun, 04 Dec 2005 23:14:26 -0500
From: J J <fedimaster@hotmail.com>
Subject: curve ball - 5

Please remember that all the characters depicted in this story are not gay.
This is merely a fantasy and these events are not real.


	After the Dodger game, which the Astros lost in heartbreaking fashion, the
team was forced to leave for the next stop on their road trip unexpectedly
early, not allowing for the inevitable fuckfest that was bound to follow the
game.  Because there was a massive thunderstorm coming up the West Coast,
the Astros were forced to leave for Arizona to a day early.  Their next game
was against the Diamondbacks the day after next.  It was a rare off day for
the team which was expected to be in LA.
	The short plane ride to Arizona was uneventful because most of the players
were still distraught after the crushing loss to the Dodgers.  Plus Koby was
drained from his three-orgasm fiasco with Bob Costas and he promptly fell
asleep on the plane.  Most of the players didn't even have enough time to
shower after the game because they were trying to beat the storm to Arizona
so that the game wouldn't have to be postponed.

	After the plane landed, a bus picked up the team and took them to their
hotel.  The room Roger and Koby were staying in was a large single room
hotel room.  There were two queen beds and a large television.  In the
corner farthest away from the door there was a large oak desk sitting below
the windows.  Next to the TV was a large comfortable armchair, and there was
a nice looking nightstand between the two beds.  Most of the team had gone
into their rooms and went right to sleep.  But Roger and Koby talked for a
little while.
	"So, did you like Bob?" inquired Roger.
	"Yeah he was cool.  I never realized how good he looked though." Replied
Koby.
	"He is one of those guys you don't always recognize.  Plus he's got a thick
one!  I wish we would have had more time." Rambled Roger.
	"Me too.  I think my ass is gonna be sore for weeks from him."
	"I hope not, cause we might have a busy day tomorrow if you know what I
mean." Conceded Roger.
	"What do you have in mind?" asked Koby.
	"I don't wanna get your hopes up son.  You'll find out... if it works out."
	The two of them then turned the lights off in their room and went to bed in
their respective beds.  They were both exhausted, but for very different
reasons.  Koby had a vivid dream in which he was being fucked by a giant
cock that wasn't attached to anything.  He woke up in a cold sweat panting
very heavy.
	Koby opened his eyes to bright sunlight.  The blinds on the windows had
been opened, and the shower was running.  He looked to his right, and saw
that his father's bed was empty; obviously something was going on if Roger
was up at 7:30 am on a day off.  Koby reached for the remote and flicked on
the TV.  Some little kid show was on, so Koby turned the volume down, and
noticed a tray full of food on the other side of the room by the desk.
	Obviously Koby had slept well, because he didn't even wake up when the room
service was delivered.  He went over and started to devour scrambled eggs,
bacon, and toast.  He topped it off with a glass of orange juice.
	"Good morning Sleeping Beauty.  I thought you'd never wake up."  Cooed
Roger which startled Koby.
	"It's still early.  Why are you up at the butt crack of dawn?" inquired
Koby.
	"We have some company coming over around 9 o'clock this morning.  I figured
the least I could do is be clean."
	"Who's coming?"
	 "Oh, just some guy... I think his name is... Kurt Warner?" Roger said
jokingly.
	"YOU KNOW KURT WARNER!"
	"Of course I do." Replied Roger.
	"He'll be here in about an hour.  So I suggest you take a shower."
	Koby hustled into the shower.  Roger was wearing a pair of gym shorts and a
plain white t-shirt.  He hadn't shaved for a few days so his face was rather
scruffy and he a slightly darker area around his mouth where he had been
growing a goatee.  He tugged unconsciously at his piece as he sat down,
thinking about that hunky Kurt Warner.  Then his cell phone rang.  He looked
at the screen and saw that I was the catcher for the Astros, Brad Ausmus.
	"What's up Brad?" asked Roger as he answered his phone.
	"I just woke up and was wondering if you and the your son wanted to come
over to my room for some fun." Said Brad
	"Sorry man, we're kinda busy this morning.  Maybe later tonight we can get
together and have a good."
	"Sounds good.  Call me up when your ready."
	"Will do."
	Roger hung up his phone and lay back on his bed, thinking about the day
ahead of him.  He had two sex romps planned and it wasn't even 9 am yet, it
was going to be a glorious day.  He was lost in thought when there was a
sharp banging on the door to the hotel room.  Roger checked the clock 8:47
am.  He was early.  Roger hustled over to the door and let the handsome man
standing outside come in.
	"Hey Kurt, how are you?" asked Roger as he extended his right hand to shake
the NFL quarterback's.
	"I've been good.  Sorry about your game last night." Replied Warner.
	"It's alright, it was a close one but I've put it behind me."
	"That's good."
Kurt walked into the room and Roger shut the door.  Kurt looked around,
standing in the middle of the room in front of the TV, wearing a pair of
faded jeans that showed off his perfect ass and legs almost as well as those
tight football pants he wears every Sunday.  He also wore an Arizona
Cardinals t-shirt, and was sporting a five o'clock shadow.
	"Make yourself comfortable.  Have you eaten yet?" inquired Roger.
	"Yeah I ate before I came but thanks anyway."
	The shower had turned off and the sound of the curtain being pulled back
rang through the room.  Koby had heard the knock at the door and the two men
talking and knew that Kurt had arrived already.  So he quickly toweled off
so that he was no longer dripping wet and walked out into the room
completely naked.
	"Kurt, this is my bare ass naked son Koby.  Koby, this is Kurt Warner."
Roger introduced the two while laughing at Koby's nakedness.
	"Nice to meet you"
	"Nice to meet you"
	The two shook each others hands while Kurt glanced over Koby's toned body.
Kurt smirked as Roger stood up next to him.
	"I guess we all know why you're here, so let's get to it." Suggested Roger.
	Without giving anyone time to respond, Roger thrust his tongue between
Kurt's lips.  The two locked each other into a vice like embrace.  Their
mouths wrestled each other for dominance, and their hands roaming each
other's bodies.  Looking at this scene caused Koby's exposed cock to
inflate.
	"Damn guys, let me in on this!" proclaimed Koby.
	"Go for it son." Encouraged Roger as he slid his gym shorts down to his
knees exposing his floppy cock.  Quickly he pulled his t-shirt over his
head, and he was standing there naked, Kurt was the only one left with any
clothes on.
	Koby was quick to drop to his knees in front of his father.  Roger's cock
was only slightly swollen, but it was still a sight to behold.  Koby took
the head into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, causing a shiver
to go up Roger's back.  Then he took the length of Roger's growing member
down his throat while sliding his tongue down the underside of his shaft.
When he got to the base, he contracted his throat muscles around Roger's
dick.
	Roger was impressed at how quickly Koby's skills as a cocksucker had
evolved.  With a mouth like that he could bring any man to an orgasm in
minutes.  As Koby continued to bob on his cock, Roger had finally gotten
Kurt's jeans unbuttoned.  As he did this, Kurt stepped out of his shoes but
left his socks on.
	"Your kid there really has a knack for cock huh?" asked Kurt as a moan
escaped Roger's mouth.
	"Ohh yes he does." Replied Roger.
	"I was hoping I could slide that fucker between my lips today, I guess I'll
have to wait for seconds." Kurt said jokingly while gesturing towards
Roger's member which was engulfed by Koby.
	Roger was too concentrated on enjoying his blowjob without blowing a load
to respond.  Kurt had shimmied out of his jeans, so he was standing in front
of the father / son duo in just his Hanes briefs and Cardinals shirt.
	Roger's eyes were glazing over and his breathing was increasing.  Sweat had
already started beading on his forehead.  Koby could sense that his dad was
close to blowing his load, but he wanted this to last.  So Koby pulled off
his father's prick just in time.  Precum oozed out of the throbbing head
that pulsated with every beat of Roger's heart.  At this point Roger was so
hard that it was actually painful.
	"Sorry dad, I want this to last." Said Koby as deftly turned a 180 so that
he was facing Kurt.
	Koby looked up at Kurt, who nodded quickly as if to give him the go-ahead.
Koby opened his mouth and engulfed Kurt's brief clad package.  The smell
drove him crazy.  It was musky and sweaty with a hint of cleanness.  Koby
licked the length of Kurt's flaccid cock through the cotton, and traced his
ball sac all the way between his legs.
	Roger found his way back into Kurt's mouth as the two were making out once
again.  Only this time Koby was between them and Roger's throbbing 9 incher
was poking Koby in the shoulder.  As they embraced, Roger's hands slid up
the front of Kurt's shirt, finding a forest of hair and solid muscle.
	"Let me see that chest man, I love that chest." Breathed Roger.
	"I know, you're a man who can't resist a real man, a hairy man." Replied
Kurt.
	"Yes!  Show me." Roger nearly begged.
	Kurt pulled his t-shirt over his head and discarded it on the bed.  He
revealed his heavily defined torso which was also covered in hair.  He was
nicely tanned and his nipples were larger than average.  The hair thickened
as it got closer to his crotch, and stopped abruptly and disappeared under
the waistband of his briefs.
	Roger dove in sucking Kurt's left nipple while pinching his right.
Meanwhile, Koby slid Kurt's briefs down to his knees and finally saw Kurt's
cock.  It was still flaccid and at only 3 inches it was largely
unimpressive.  Koby was disappointed to see such a small member, wishing for
a larger one.  But Kurt's balls more than made up for his undersized soft
cock, they were huge!
	Koby inhaled Kurt's prick, swirling his tongue around and sucking it for
all it was worth.  The ferocity at which Roger was attacking Kurt's
sensitive nipples, and at which Koby was sucking his dick caused Kurt to
become aroused quickly.  Koby could feel Kurt's member growing rapidly
inside his mouth, only it just kept on growing and growing.  Within a minute
the flaring head was snug against the back of his throat, and it wasn't even
fully hard.
	"You two should start charging money for this.  It's fucking amazing!"
growled Kurt while the father and son tandem over stimulated his body.
	"Just sit back and enjoy buddy." Breathed Roger.
	Kurt's cock popped out of Koby's mouth, raging hard.  It had to be at least
over 10 inches long.  It was the single biggest penis that Koby had ever
seen in his life.  It was also quiet thick, though not as thick as his
father's.  A dribbled of precum ran down its length as Koby lick the length
of the underside, and then came up for air.
	"I think that is the definition of a grower." Laughed Koby.
	"Oh yes, I remember when I first saw that thing..." Roger trailed off,
sitting down on the bed.
	"Yeah, when I first saw it I was disappointed." Added Koby.
	"Most people are.  But it looks like you haven't gotten any attention.
I'll take care of that." Replied Kurt.
	Kurt dropped to his knees in front of Koby who was sitting on the edge of
his bed.  His ridged 8 incher was pointing due north as Kurt's mouth closed
around it.  His style was somewhat different than any other Koby had
encountered.  Kurt focused mainly on the speed at which he impaled himself
on the young soon to be major league baseball player's shaft.
	This technique work wonders though.  The young Koby couldn't hold back his
moans and wails of pleasure.  While Kurt face fucked himself on Koby's cock,
Roger stood up and walked around behind them.  The view was wonderful, but
Roger wasn't there to watch.  The way that Kurt was now squatting opened a
crevice between his hairy cheeks perfectly.  Roger's mouth watered at the
thought, as he dropped to the ground.
	The sudden sensation of a warm wet tongue at his sphincter caused Kurt to
moan around Koby's dick.  Roger's tongue darted in and out of Kurt's ass,
and then just licked around it.  Every time Roger moved his head forward to
get his tongue deeper in the crack, he was slapped in the face by Kurt's
monstrous gonads.
	"Fuck yeah.  I'm gonna blow one in your fucking mouth!" yelled Koby as he
began unloading his balls down Kurt Warner's gullet.
	Kurt took the load sloppily, some of it escaping his lips and dribbling
down his unshaven chin.  When Koby finished, Kurt pulled off his dick and
sat down on Roger's face.  The tongue between his cheeks felt wonderful, and
his cock was throbbing like hell.
	"Ahh fuck!  Come on Roger fuck me!" Kurt yelled.
	A muffled response came from Roger since his face was still buried in
Kurt's ass.  But Kurt stood up, letting Roger catch his breath.
	"You don't have to tell me twice." Roger replied.
	Roger stood up slowly, his aching cock flapped against his stomach as he
moved.
	"Touch your toes Warner!" demanded Roger.
	Kurt complied, bending over at the waist as commanded.  The result was a
puckering hole looking up at Roger.  Roger inched in closer, before finally
the head of his cock was rubbing against Kurt's hole.  Slowly he punched it
in, so that just the head had punctured the pucker hole.
	"Stop teasing me!  Put it in I've been waiting since the first time we met
for this." Whined Warner.
	Roger didn't need anymore encouragement; he shoved the full length of his
cock into Kurt's ass.  Kurt squealed in delightfulness and bit his lower
lip.  Roger pulled nearly all the way out before pounding it back in again.
He chose to use long and slow thrusts, because if he used any kind of speed
he would explode, that's how aroused he was.
	Meanwhile, Koby was getting restless.  The sight of his father fucking Kurt
had caused his cock to expand to its full size again.  He was lucky that
he's young so that he can go back to back on back to back days.  Anyway, he
got off the bed, tugging his piece involuntarily and got down, putting his
face right by Kurt's ear.
	"Fuck me.  Fuck me while you're being fucked by my father." Whispered Koby
to Kurt.  He finished with I little hiss in Kurt's ear that tickled and sent
a shiver down Kurt's back.
	"I think we're gonna need to reposition here buddy." Said Kurt as he looked
between his legs at Roger who continued to ram his ass slowly but surely.
	"Ok, Koby lay on the bed on your back.  Put your legs on Kurt's shoulders."
Commanded Roger.
	Koby sat back down on the bed, and lay all the way down.  Kurt walked up to
the edge of the bed and Koby raised his legs, exposing his hole.  Kurt's
cock was still throbbing, and had no trouble pushing past the tight
sphincter of the teenager.
	"Oww!  Ohhh!  Fuck yes!  Ahhh!  Ohhh!  Yes!" Koby had trouble controlling
his mouth as Kurt pushed more and more of his ramrod into his hole.
	Roger sidled up behind Kurt and once again penetrated him.  From this point
on Kurt did nearly all the work.  First he rocked his hips back to impale
his ass on Rogers's fuckstick, and then rocked them forward to impale Koby
on his.  The room was engulfed in moans and wails of pleasure, the sweet
music of hot sex.
	All three of them were dripping with sweat, but Koby who had, had the first
orgasm of the day, was about to have the second.  Kurt's extra-long dick
seemed to be re-arranging his insides.  It was like he was being jacked off
from the inside and the sensation from his dickhead smacking his stomach
with each of Kurt's thrust didn't hurt.
	Without much warning, he unloaded a considerably smaller load than before,
none of it got past his chest.  This was understandable considering that
this was his fifth orgasm in less than twenty-four hours.  But his spasming
asshole brought Kurt back to the edge.
	Kurt quickly pulled out, wanting to save his load for these two to eat.  He
leaned back and locked mouths with Roger again.  Only now, Roger had taken
control of the thrusting.  He now was using the shorter, quick paced
thrusts.  As their embrace broke, Roger grasped his nipples with his hands
and contorted them viciously.
	Roger's balls drew up close to his body in record time.  He unloaded a
massive deposit in Kurt's ass.  He kept on pumping the whole time.  He just
churned out more and more cum.  By the time his cock had started deflating
there was a steady stream of semen running down Kurt's perfectly shaped
hairy legs.
	"I know what you guys want, and you're gonna get it.  So just kneel down
there in front for a nice shower of Warner spooge." Cooed Kurt.
	Koby who had recovered from his orgasm jumped off the bed and in front of
the monster dick that had been shoved up his ass only minutes ago.  Roger
stumbled down in front of Kurt, still dazed from his ejaculation.
	Koby reached up and pumped Kurt's dick once, and that's all that he needed.
  The fat angry head sprayed out cum, not jets of cum, but sprays of cum.
The first few caught both men in their faces.  Kurt's hand replaced Koby's
on his equipment, and more and more sprays soon painted the father and his
son's faces.
	Kurt collapsed in a hot, hairy, sweaty heap on the floor.  His cock was
deflating back to its puny soft size.  But his cum was not the thickest and
was running down Roger and Koby's faces, so they licked the semen off each
other's face.
	"I knew you two wouldn't be able to get enough of my cum.  I remember Brett
Favre was begging for more when I fucked him." Laughed Kurt at the sight of
Roger and Koby licking each other's faces clean.
	"That's a good idea, I should really call him up." Suggested Roger.
	"Call who?" asked Koby
	"Brett." Replied Roger.
	"Yeah you should!" Koby nearly yelled.
	Both of the older men laughed at this.  It seemed as though Koby was
growing into even more of a cock whore than his father is.  To some, this
prospect may have seemed impossible.
	"I hope you like this.  Man sex I mean, because once you start you can't
stop... you start to crave it." Advised Kurt.
	"I've got no problem with that." Replied Koby.
	Kurt stood up and made his way to the bathroom.
	"In that case, feel free to call me up anytime you're in town.  You're a
great lay.  I hope you all don't mind but I need to use your shower, can't
go home to the old lady smelling like cum." Said Kurt.
	"No problem bud." Laughed Roger, knowing exactly what he meant.
	"So dad, what are we gonna do for the rest of the day, I mean its
only10:30." Asked Koby.
	"Actually, Ausmus called earlier so we don't have to worry about a thing.
Well you might have to worry but I won't."
	"Why would I have to worry?"
	"I dunno if you'll be able to get it up for the sixth time in less than a
day kid."
	The two laughed at this.  The shower turned on and Koby curled up next to
his father both of whom were still naked and fell asleep.  He's going to
need all the rest he can get.

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