Date: Sat, 15 Oct 2005 13:41:56 -0400
From: Talin C <destruction420@hotmail.com>
Subject: Play Ball

So where to start? I guess I should describe myself. My name is Connor
Balen. If you can't tell I am Irish, and boy am I Irish! Both my parents
moved to America when they were kids straight from Ireland. Why they ended
up in Kentucky I have no damn clue. So if you didn't get from my name I was
Irish then all you had to do was look at my bright orange hair that I had
cut neatly into a buzz cut. If still you weren't sure about my heritage all
you had to do was look at my back which had a huge tattoo of the flag of
Ireland on it with my families shield in the center (tradition for the men
in my family I got it on my 18th birthday with my father). Besides being
Irish I was about 6'1" and around 185 pounds of pure muscle. I was a
pitcher, let me rephrase that I was THE pitcher. I was ranked third in the
nation for all high school pitchers. Which is where I guess the story picks
up. I was recruited to play for the University of Texas baseball team,
which was huge sense they are like the Yankees of college baseball. The
head coach personally came to recruit me and said I would be getting starts
my freshman year, which sold me right away. So I guess we will truly begin
with my trip to Austin.

The plane ride sucked it was about three and a half hours of pure torture.
I mean I was going to a completely new school and state. None of my friends
were going to the fucking University of Texas! But I knew why I was going,
to play Baseball not make friends. Coach told me I would have no trouble
making friends and getting laid. I guess he figured that was high on my
list of things, but really baseballs always taken up most of my time so
I've had sex, but not a lot and I didn't think about girls much.

"Ladies and gentleman we are now making our final approach into Austin the
current temperature is 98 degrees and very sunny thank you for flying with
us today"

Holy shit 98 degrees! I knew Texas was hotter than Kentucky and it is still
the latter part of summer but man 98 degrees and he said it like it was
nothing. This is going to take a while to get used to. I love to run, but I
don't know if I can do it in 98-degree heat every day. We finally touched
down and now my stomach was in knots cause this is where you can't turn
back. I kind of wished the plane would just lift off again and send me back
to Kentucky. I sat while everyone else got there bags and made there way
off the plane. Even after the plane had emptied I sat there feeling like I
could vomit at any moment. A flight attendant (why the hell can't we call
them stewardess anymore??) came by, "Are you ok young man? Anything I can
help you with?"

"No, mama. I just need one extra second if that would be alright." She
nodded and left me to try to right myself. I slowly rose and let my stomach
untie itself in knots. Then I remembered I was here to do everything I
could to make it to "the show" (major league baseball for those who don't
know the jargon) I got my carry on and made my way off the plane. As I
walked off I noticed a man in a Texas Longhorns hat who seemed somewhat
relieved when he saw me. He slowly approached me.

"Connor Balen?" I nodded "Oh thank god son I thought you didn't get onto
the flight. Some people can't take the pressure of even the idea of coming
here and I was hoping that didn't happen."

"No sir, I'm all about pressure."

"I'm Coach Townsend. I will be your pitching coach. I've heard great things
son and I've seen your footage, you are going to do great things here and I
smell a draft in your future."

"That's what I'm here for."

"OK, well why don't we go get the rest of your baggage, we have your dorm
set up already with the stuff you sent down last week."

I had only about two big bags of clothes because I usually kept it simple
and wore the same things, plus I brought some nicer clothes incase some
special occasion arose. Coach Townsend grabbed one of my bags and I grabbed
the other as we went to his truck. We threw my bags in the back (they were
heavy enough to not blow away). On the ride to campus we chatted about a
bunch of stuff. A little bit of how he would work with me during the
off-season to get me ready for college ball. We also chatted about back
home so he could get a sense of what type of kid he is working with. Then
he mentioned I would be staying in the sports dorm and my roommate was a
guy by the name of Denis Anderson and he was, like me, a top recruit, but
he was actually from a small town in Texas. Coach Townsend arranged us to
room together because he was going to be the main catcher I would be
working with and he figured this would be the best way for us to get the
bond a pitcher needs with his catcher. We finally pulled onto campus and I
was speechless as we passed all the buildings. I'm not from a little town,
but I haven't ever seen a college campus either so this was a very
intimidating sight. We rode around the campus a little and Coach made sure
to pass by the baseball field to let me get an eye full of where I'd be
making history soon. We then pulled up to the dorm where I would be
staying.

"There it is Connor. I am not going to lie to you, there are two things
that flow like water in there, alcohol and women. I know you young Irish
kids love both those things, but don't let it distract you from doing what
you need to do to stay on the team and reach your potential."

He was right about me loving alcohol, I'd been drinking sense I was a
little kid and dad would give me a little bit of beer to put me to sleep. I
was known for my drinking in high school but not as an out of control drunk
just as a kid who could drink more than the Russian army and still look
sober. I've thrown two no hitters in my life and one of them was with me
hung over as hell from the night before and the morning of. But then again
coach was wrong about the women it didn't really concern me that much. I
was sure I'd fuck a few girls but it wasn't a big concern.

We grabbed my stuff and headed to my new home. We were on the 3rd floor,
which wasn't bad cause there was an elevator but it wouldn't be a hassle to
use the stairs either. When we walked into the room it resembled a bigger
version of a hotel room. One of the twin beds had a bunch of clothes folded
on it so I assumed Denis had already been here. I threw my bag on top of my
bed and coach placed the other one in my closet.

"I need to go get some stuff done, but I will see you at the team dinner
tonight. 8 pm on the practice field, dress nice." And with that coach left
me. I looked over at the clock and it was almost 3 so I had some time. I
put my other bag into my closet and decided to just lie down and relax a
little I was still feeling some jet lag. As I lay down I realized I heard a
shower going. I listen to the sound of the water running for a little while
and then I heard the water quickly turn off. There was some rustling in the
bathroom for a minute and then a guy; I assume Denis, walked out with
nothing on and a towel drying his hair. "Whoa!" I said as he realized
someone else was in the room.

"Oh hey you must be Connor, I'm Denis" He reached out his hand to shake
mine and then realized I was startled by his nakedness. He went on to
explain that we has one of eight boys and has always shared a room with a
few of his brothers so he had zero modest about being naked in front of
other guys.

"I hope that doesn't freak you."

"I guess I'll get used to it. Nothing I haven't seen before I guess." I
tried to act a little more comfortable about it cause this was a guy I
really needed to mesh with and really I guess it's not that big a deal. As
I relaxed I got a better glimpse at what he looked like. He was about my
height and the same build, brown hair and hazel eyes. He was definitely a
fit kid and then I slowly looked down at his crotch, which was limp and
wet. He had no pubic hair (not a big surprise I shave myself too it looks
better when u have a fit body) I would say limp he's about 4 inches. Then I
realized I was looking for longer than I should've and I looked back up at
him hoping he didn't notice but he was still drying his hair.

"I'm going to throw some clothes on and go down the hall cause there's a
few other baseball guys down there if you wanna come."

"Nah I am gonna take a quick nap and then maybe go for a run before
dinner."

"OK Suit yourself I'll be in room 302 though come on down if you want to."

Denis threw on a pair of soccer shorts, an undershirt and made his way out
of the room. I slowly drifted off and when I woke up I looked at the clock
and it was about six so I figured I take myself on a running tour of campus
and see how I do with this heat. As soon as I walked outside I felt like I
was in a damn desert. Usually my run can last up to an hour and a half but
this one went about twenty and I was about dead. I slowly jogged back to
the dorms and made my way up stairs. Denis must've still been in the room
with the other guys so I decided I should take a quick shower and then get
ready. As the shower started running and was the right temperature I
striped down.. I loved looking at myself naked in the mirror. I never
intended to have a good looking body it just came with the work I did to
stay fit in baseball. I noticed the heat was making my balls hang a lot
lower than they usually do. A slight breeze from the AC went by and made my
cock stand up at attention almost instantly. I was always proud of myself
when I was hard. I was a nice nine inches and probably a little thicker
than usual, I didn't see many other cocks so I wasn't sure. It had been a
while sense I jerked and I could feel my mushroom begging for a little
attention so I figured a quick jerk in the shower should calm me down
enough t get me through tonight. I jumped in and soaped my body up like I
usually do, but then I made an extra trip to my cock. I made put some of my
shampoo on my mushroom and spread it around. I started to stroke slowly
making my body shutter with each stroke. I never usually thought of
anything specific when I jerked off, but this time I kept remembering
seeing Denis come out of the shower and seeing his dick. I had to stop for
a second and try to forget that happening. I went back to beating my rod
and after a little while the thoughts of Denis crept back in but I was to
into it to care what I was thinking about cause I was getting very very
close. Finally my feverish pumping paid off as I gave a shiver and my knees
buckled. I leaned against the shower wall as I gave about 4 or 5 good shots
that hit the other side of the shower. I kept pumping not wanting this
feeling to go away until I finally went limp and it was too sensitive to
touch it. I let the water run down my body as I felt my strength return to
my body. I haven't had an orgasm like that sense I had my first one when I
was twelve. Finally I turned off the water. I wrapped a towel around my
waist and made my way out of the bathroom and Denis was there. He startled
me a little bit as he was just in his boxers. I stared at him a little bit
more than I probably should have. I turned because I could feel myself
getting hard again for some reason. I grabbed a pair of boxers and slipped
them on under the towel.

"Wow that's an awesome tattoo."

"Thanks it's a tattoo all the men in my family get our family shield in the
center." I grabbed a pair of black dress pants from one of my bags. I
dropped my towel but still didn't turn around cause I was somewhat hard. I
put the pants on and then a hunter green button down shirt. I turned around
and Denis was dressed in a black button down and black dress paints with
grey pin stripes. He was a very good-looking guy dressed up. I tucked my
shirt in and grabbed my dress shoes. As I sat on the bed putting my shoes
up everyone a couple of times I'd look up at catch Denis looking at me and
then quickly look away.  Finally we were both dressed and ready to go.

"We are gonna meet up with some of the guys and head to dinner so come on"
He flashed a huge ear-to-ear smile and I noticed he had two huge dimples. I
started getting a weird feeling in my stomach but I couldn't quite pinpoint
what it was from.

"OK lets go then" And we left the room for dinner.


This is my first attempt at a series instead of one quick story so
hopefully you liked the first chapter. Feel free to email me with any
comments you have or suggestions. I usually get very good feedback on my
stories and I hope this will be the same. There will be quite more to cum.