Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2006 13:14:52 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ryan's Impulse (12)

   Arriving at the schools sport complex, Ryan guided the car into a
parking spot, and the boys exited, walking across the large expanse of
grass area toward the baseball field. The practice was apparently running
somewhat late, as the game was still in progress, so Ryan and Jason found
seats in the bleachers, and sat down to watch the rest of the action.

   Not being the worlds biggest baseball fan, Ryan slumped down in his
seat, his back propped against the back rail of the bleachers, and gazed
idly at the junior varsity ball players that were dotted around the diamond
at their various positions. He recognized a few of them from seeing them at
school, or at the various local hangouts that all of the high school crowd
frequented, but couldn't really say that he "knew" any of them, a result of
the upper classmen generally pursuing the timeless tradition of pretty much
ignoring the fourteen and fifteen year old freshmen, and sophomores. His
passive attention changed suddenly, however, when a boy stepped out of the
dugout, and walked the few feet to stand in the on-deck circle, and lift
his bat above his head, swinging it back and forth to loosen up for his
upcoming turn at the plate. Ryan's gaze slid over the boy, and settled on
the bulging crotch of the snug, white baseball pants. Hmm, he thought to
himself, now that, is an interesting package, especially considering it
belonged to a kid who was probably only fourteen. He felt the now familiar
tingling in his balls as he checked out the boy's ample equipment, and his
cock began to firm up inside his shorts.

  As Ryan continued to watch the boy, he brought the bat down, and set the
barrel of it on the ground, settling the handle end against that bulging
crotch, and removed his cap, and sunglasses, to swipe his arm across his
forehead. As his arm cleared his face, Ryan's heart skipped a small beat
when he suddenly realized that the boy he had been checking out was none
other than Eric, Jason's younger brother! Holy shit, he told himself,
suddenly looking at Jason's little brother in a whole different light,
"little" bro doesn't appear to be "little" at all, at least not where it
counted. His recently cock-crazed mind began immediately conjecturing what
that very interesting array of bulges might look like when not so sexily
concealed as it currently was in the tight little uniform pants, and he
idly wondered if Jason's own interest in cocks might not be a bit of a
family trait.

   Ryan reached subtly into his lap, and adjusted his firm cock to a more
comfortable position, as he watched Eric take one more overhead swing of
his bat, then walk to home plate. As he stepped into the batters box, he
set his feet, and shouldered his bat, facing the pitcher, and taking a few
cuts across the plate. Damn, thought Ryan, the kid either is as hard as I
am, or he is really packing! He watched Eric's setup movements, as the
pitcher prepared to deliver the throw, and smiled, as he watched Eric
wiggle his firm little butt back and forth, the twin globes outlined
perfectly in the snug fitting uniform. Sweet, Ryan thought, as he instantly
decided to make it a point to pay much more attention to Jason's little
brother, starting immediately.

   The inning ended on Eric's fly out to left, and the teams cleared the
field, regrouping on the infield, as the coaches delivered a summary of the
practice, then, dismissed the boys. Ryan and Eric had left the bleachers,
and were now standing on the edge of the infield grass, waiting for Eric,
and, as the players broke up, Eric went into the dugout, then, returned,
carrying his sport bag in his hand. He walked across the infield toward
Ryan, and Jason, and Ryan kept his gaze fixed on the nicely bulging crotch
of Eric's uniform, the sight not doing much to relieve the burgeoning
stiffness of his cock, and he was glad for the somewhat loose fitting
shorts he was wearing. Eric walked up to them, and both Jason and Ryan
slapped him a hi-five, telling him that from what they had seen, he had
played well, and Eric grinned widely, his cute, boyish face lighting up
with joy at the praise from the older boys. Shit, thought Ryan, he is a
freeking hottie, how come I never noticed him before, he wondered, then,
decided it really didn't matter, because he had surly noticed him now, and,
he was intent on making a serious attempt to get to know him better, much
better, and soon.

   As the three turned to go, another boy approached Jason, and the two
began a discussion about some history assignment they had been given during
their mutual history class on Friday, and Eric used the delay to inform his
brother that he needed to go to the john, and would be right back. As Eric
started toward the nearby bathroom building, Ryan followed, saying that he
needed to go also. He didn't really, of course, but the hope that even a
brief glimpse of the cause of those intriguing bulges might be in the
offing made the walk well worth the effort, Ryan decided. The two boys
entered the small block building, and the door banged noisily behind them,
as Eric quickly glanced around the otherwise empty space, and Ryan stepped
up to a urinal, going through the motions of relieving himself.  Eric
quickly tugged at the belt of his uniform pants, and slid down the zipper,
then, just like that, pushed the pants, and the under-armor shorts he was
wearing underneath, down his thighs. Ryan's breath caught in his throat, as
Eric's small, naked butt swung into view, so tiny, and perfectly formed, a
stark white, in contrast his tanned legs. Ryan almost moaned out loud, as
he feasted his eyes on the sexy little butt, so sexily framed by the straps
of the snow white jock that Eric wore, and he struggled not to openly leer,
when the boy turned, and reached down to pull the pouch of the jock away
from his groin, exposing his sculpted boyhood to Ryan's hungry gaze. The
cock appeared smaller than Ryan had surmised from the straining bulge in
the pants, and he soon understood why, when Eric drew his hand back,
holding the hard fiberglass protective cup that he had been wearing. Eric
reached over to his bag which he had set on the sink, and dropped the cup
into a zippered pocket on the side, giving Ryan another few seconds to
scope his dangling boyhood. It was, Ryan instantly decided, cute as all
hell, pretty, even. Soft, the penis hung maybe three inches in length, and
thin, maybe an inch in diameter, perfectly cut like his brothers, and
topped by a smattering of dark pubic hair. The balls dangled below, and
appeared hairless, and plump, the crinkled scrotum hanging fairly loose
between his thighs, and Ryan's mind flashed a brief image of the pretty
penis in full erection, as he slowly slid it into his mouth. He shuddered,
and forced himself to stuff his rock hard cock back into his shorts,
suddenly realizing just how long he had been standing there idly rubbing
it, under the guise of taking a leak. Eric glanced over at him, showing no
real signs of modesty as his cute cock remained on display, and he said,
chuckling,

   "Sorry, Dude....just needed to lose that F'-ing cup....damn thing crushes
my balls after while." he offered, his hand briefly cupping, and massaging
the firm pouch, causing Ryan to gulp the flowing saliva that suddenly
flooded his mouth.

   Ryan managed a chuckle, his eyes staying riveted to the delectable sight
before him, and nodded, saying,

   "I bet...that thing looked, like, way to small to be dealing with
all....um....that!" he said, a wave of his head indicating Eric's exposed
boyhood.

   Eric blushed slightly, as if realizing for the first time that he was
fully on display to his older brothers buddy, and quickly moved to restore
the uniform that hugged his smooth thighs, as he mumbled something about
the cup being last years model, and he probably needed a larger one, but he
hated to ask his Mom about it, cause it was, like, embarrassing as
hell. Ryan chuckled, agreeing, and went to stand next to Eric at the sink,
saying,

   "Yea, that sux, for sure, but hey Dude, you don't wanna be crushing
those beauties, either....so if you, like, need the bucks to get a new one,
let me know, and I'll cover it for you."

   Eric blushed a little deeper tone, his cute face all but glowing in the
dim room, and squeaked, literally,

   "Hey, Ryan.....really....that would be, like, totally cool of you, Dude!"

   Ryan smiled, nodding his head, and, suddenly feeling a burst of bravado
from somewhere, replied with a chuckle,

   "Won't be a problem, little dude, but I might want you to, like, model
it for me....looks pretty damn hot on you, actually!"

   Eric giggled, his boyish face going one shade deeper red, but nodded,
and again squeaked,

   "Yea, huh....I mean...like... well....just that jocks look all
sorta....wicked...like....just by itself, I mean."

   Ryan reached out a hand, and ruffled the boys soft hair, and answered,

   "Exactly.....wicked....sexy as hell....so then, no sweat, I'll get you
one....what size do you need, little Dude?"

   Eric blushed some more, and looked down, as Ryan saw his gaze settle on
his own still tented crotch, then, looked back up, meeting Ryan's smiling
gaze, and replied,

   "Well....maybe not as....big....as you....but, like....prolly youth, large,
and like, 28 size waist."

   Ryan chuckled again, and wiggled his eyebrows in a sinister fashion,
saying,

   "Large.....yup....sounds about right to me, Dude....consider it
handled....um...taken care of, I mean....and....we will....settle up....later,
OK?"

   Eric grinned widely, his cute face fairly glowing, and his perfect white
teeth gleaming in the dim light, as he nodded his head, and mumbled,

   "Cool....!"

   The boys exited the bathroom then, and walked back to join Jason, then,
headed over to Ryan's car, and climbed in, Eric struggling his way into the
small rear seat, once more displaying his firm little bubble butt sweetly
in the process. The older boys climbed in front, and Ryan drove out of the
parking lot, heading back to Jason, and Eric's house. During the drive,
Ryan found several opportunities to check out the cute boy in the back
seat, and, on a few occasions their eyes met in the rear view mirror, and
Eric blushed, smiling sweetly at his new secret pal. Of all his older
brothers friends, Eric had always been partial to Ryan, mostly because Ryan
had always treated him like a part of the group of older boys, not
constantly shooing him off like Jason, and some of the others, and also
because he had always thought Ryan was really cute, for a boy, that is.

   Arriving at the house, the boys went inside, and Eric dropped his sport
bag on the foyer table, then, bounded upstairs to his room, while Ryan and
Jason sprawled onto the large sofa in the living room, and began checking
out the current action on the big screen TV. They settled on some game
show, and, after a while, Jason wandered off to the kitchen to round up
some sodas, and snacks. Ryan stretched his legs out, and propped his feet
on the coffee table that fronted the sofa, and concentrated on the TV
program, until he detected some movement from his peripheral vision. He
turned toward the distraction, and his cock instantly went fully erect,
when his gaze focused on Eric, who had come downstairs, and was apparently
retrieving his sport bag from the table where he had left it. The erection
inducing part of the scene was that the delectable young Eric was wearing
only his snow white jock strap, and, at the moment Ryan had looked his way,
he had bent slightly from the waist to retrieve the bag, and his perfect
little bubble butt was openly on full display, framed in a very sexy way by
the rear straps of the jock. Ryan gulped, his eyes glued to the boy's
pretty butt, and his hand reflexively dropped to his lap, as gripped his
rock hard erection. Eric turned then, pausing as he noticed Ryan staring at
him slack jawed, and he blushed vividly, emitting a nervous little giggle,
as he croaked,

   "Oops.....sorry, Ry....just needed my bag....!"

   Ryan blinked several times rapidly, and choked down the huge amount of
saliva that had suddenly flooded his mouth, as he now stared intently at
the bulging pouch of the little jock strap, and the lean, lithe, torso of
the totally smooth boy. Recovering slightly, he smiled, and gave Eric an
exaggerated wink, and mumbled,

   "Not a problem, little dude, uh, my pleasure, actually....and, you know,
your right too, that.....really is....wicked!"

   Eric glanced down at his near naked state, and his blush deepened
considerably, as he meekly nodded his agreement, while muttering,

   "Oh jeez....yea, but....oh shit....nothing!" and he quickly went back up
the stairs, bounding them two at a time, as Ryan grinned widely, his eyes
never leaving the incredible sight of Eric's cute, naked butt, until he
disappeared.

   Ryan shuddered, his eyes blinking, as if to determine whether or not he
had actually just seen what he had, and his hand gave his burgeoning
erection another tweak, just as Jason returned to the living room, carrying
a tray of drinks, and snacks. He set the assortment on the coffee table,
and looked at his friend quizzically, and asked,

   "What, dude....you look like you just saw the freeking cookie monster, or
something...?"

   Ryan struggled to get himself collected, coughing, and swiping a hand at
his extremely warm face, as he mumbled,

   "Naw...I just was laughing at the show, and I sorta choked on my own
spit, is all....it's all cool."

   Jason nodded absently, briefly glancing at the upstairs landing where
Ryan had been so intently looking when he came in the room, and seeing
nothing, he shrugged, and dropped onto the sofa, then, handed Ryan a
soda. Ryan accepted the can with a slightly trembling hand, and Jason
noticed, giving him another wondering look, but saying nothing, as he
resumed watching the game show. Ryan slowly exhaled the breath he had been
holding, his eyes glued to the TV screen, but instead seeing Eric's silky
smooth body, and that incredible bulging jock pouch, and the delicious
little butt. He shuddered again, as he wondered just how "accidental"
Eric's little display had been, then decided that, accident or not, it had,
indeed, been wicked, wicked as hell!

   A few minutes later, Eric came down, this time dressed in some silky
basketball shorts, and white gym socks, his smooth, and tanned torso bare,
once more capturing Ryan's full attention. He dropped onto a large bean-bag
chair next to the coffee table, and helped himself to a handful of the
chips Jason had provided, and sat flipping them up in the air, and catching
them, mostly, with his wide open mouth, as he idly watched the TV show.
Ryan tried not to stare, but the lush, full lips on the cute boy held his
rapture, and after a few minutes, he had to excuse himself, and head home,
eager to attend to the throbbing erection that pulsed almost painfully in
his crotch. As he steered with one hand, the other feverishly groping his
crotch, he reflected on the afternoons events with Eric, and thought, damn,
he is definitely a hottie, and, I think, down with it, too....and, oh
man....how freeking hot would THAT be....actually sucking both brothers!
Ryan stepped on the gas harder, feeling the leaking wetness in his
straining underwear.

(To Be Continued)
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