Date: Mon, 19 Aug 2013 18:04:03 -0400
From: J T <jt21204@gmail.com>
Subject: B-Town Ball Club and Dad

There are seven of us in the B-Town Ball Club.  We gave ourselves that name
back when we were about 13 years old.  Made homemade t-shirts and
everything.

We all played T-ball and baseball as kids and now in high school as well,
we've known each other for that long.  All of us live within a few miles of
each other.  We are one tight group.

We've lost a couple of members over the years.  Jason's dad got transferred.
Pete sorta just stopped being a member, got into pot and hangs out with his
own crowd now, doesn't come anywhere near the baseball games.

My house is pretty centrally located in the group.  Between that and the
fact that my Dad is a divorced workaholic, that gives us the place to
ourselves most of the time.  Even when Dad comes in from work, he just
grabs a beer and heads for his office most of the time.  But Dad is cool,
he makes ever effort to come and watch the games we play if he can.

Jim's the oldest in the group by a couple of months, the only ginger, and a
self-proclaimed nudist.  And he's got the body to show off too.  Jim's
nickname on the field is "Schlong".  Since Jim was about 14 years old,
whenever he came over he shucked off his shorts and t-shirt at the door,
carefully folded them and laid them on a little table, and made himself
completely at home.

Over time, all of us in the B-Town Ball Club have adopted the nudist
lifestyle, at least when we are all hanging out together.  Which is pretty
much all the time.  Like I said, we are one tight group.

On the average summer night, the group is over watching ESPN Sports Center
and I'm manning the grill, cooking up hamburgers and hotdogs, the grill is
out of sightline of any neighbors so nobody bothers us.  Or it's spaghetti.
Or pizza.  Greg, a 20-year old buddy who lives behind us is the only pizza
delivery guy and he doesn't give a shit who came to the door or how much
clothes we didn't have on.

"It's a whole different world," Dad would say, grinning when he'd come
through the door after work and see us hanging out.  After a few times, he
didn't even blink.  He might stop, pull off his tie and white shirt and ask
one of us about a particularly good play we had the in the game the night
before, and head into his office.

Another reason my house is central hangout is that my dad lets us drink
beer.  The rule is strict, only two beers a night per guy.  We keep each
other in check, nobody wants to lose that privilege.

Mike, our first base hero, is the movie hound, always bringing over the
just released blue-rays.  Or he goes old school, the Big Lebowski is his
favorite and we end up watching that at least once a summer.

Mike is bi, which is no big deal at all.  We kid around with him all the
time and he's quick to give it right back.  He told us back in junior high,
and nobody gives a shit.  Mike is Mike and will always be Mike, no matter
what.

One night, after we all had our two beers and were feeling it, Jeff, my
buddy from next door started complaining about the last blowjob his
girlfriend Ellie gave him.  He said it was the most un-erotic thing he had
ever done.  We were dying laughing at him imitating Ellie's disgusted face
as she tried to swallow his dick and ended up licking it.  I was crying I
was laughing so hard by the time he was done.

At the end of his story, Jeff says to Mike, "Hey Mike, why don't you give
me a good blow job, it's been too long since I've had one."

Mike responded, "How much?"

Jeff, wanting to keep the joke going, says "$20, Mike.  That's all I can
afford."

Mike says, "$30" and Jeff thinks about it for a second.  "I'll take you up
on that one, Mikey!" Jeff says, using Mike's field name.

Mike smiled, knowing that he could make Jeff back down.  "Where?"

"Right here right now, motherfucker!" Jeff says.

"That dick of yours better be a grower, cause it's not much right now,"
Mike says, getting a laugh out of all of us, including Jeff.  "I can fix
that," Jeff says and he starts tugging on his dick.  Within 10 seconds,
Jeff had a pretty damn big hard-on going.

"Get over here, Mikey" Jeff says and Mike stands up, clearly a little
excited as his dick was all plumped up.  He heads over and gets on his
knees between Jeff's legs and says, "Where's my $30 bucks, Jeff?"  Jeff
says, " in my wallet in my shorts on the table, you cocksucker."  With
that, Mike grabs Jeff's dick, looks him in the eye, and goes down on him.

"What the fuck!" Pete says.  "Holy shit" was all I could contribute.  The
other guys just stared.

But Mike wasn't going to stop and Jeff had a look of both surprise and
pleasure on his face.  "Damn" he said, looking down at his buddy.  "Don't
stop, Mikey, that feels damn good."

It didn't take more than a minute until Jeff started squirming a bit and
threw his head back.  "YES" he shouted as he clearly shot a load into
Mike's mouth.  Mike kept nursing on his dick, then looked up, smiled at
Jeff, *swallowed* and said, "Thanks for the $30 bucks, Jeff!  And you might
lay off the asparagus next time."

He freaking SWALLOWED Jeff's load!  Holy shit!  Every bitch on my dick has
gagged or spit it out as fast as I could shoot, or pulled off and looked at
me like I was a pervert.  He SWALLOWED!  Damn!

We joked with Jeff and Mike for a few more minutes, Jeff fished $30 out of
his wallet and slapped it into Mike's hand, slapped him on the back and
said "Thanks man!".  It was time for the guys to head home.  They all got
dressed, still giggling and snickering about the whole thing.  "Nice
protein shake?" Jim said as he pulled his shorts up over his red pubes and
a fatter than normal cock.  Mike smiled and said "Yup, protein builds the
muscle, Jim, you aught to try it!"

As the summer went on, every few days one of the guys would say, "Hey
Mikey, wanna earn $30?"  Mike took them all up on it, sucking the guys off
in front of the rest of us.  It was kinda hot to be honest.  Most all of us
got a little chubby when he was horking down on somebody's cock.  I got my
turn one Thursday night and Mike gave me the best blowjob I've ever had, it
was fucking amazing.  No wonder all the guys were happy to have Mike
around, he was giving the best head ever.  I decided I needed to save up
money and give Mike $30 every chance I could.

On afternoon, Mike and I were warming up before a game, throwing the ball
back and forth.  After a few rounds, Mike trotted over to me and we started
making fun of the guys on the other team.  Mike sees my dad in the stands
and says, "You know, Dan, I would suck your dad off if I ever got the
chance.  I wouldn't charge him $30, either."  I looked him in the eye and
we both started laughing.  Mike headed out to first base and I just smiled
and shook my head.

After the game, Dad let me drop him off at home so I could have the car to
take the guys to the best burger/hangout place in town.  On the ride home I
told Dad what Mike had said.  "Mike said he'd suck you off if you ever
wanted."  Dad smiled and said, "That would be the first head I've gotten in
a long damn time.  Lemme think about that one."  Damn, Dad was always
joking but I couldn't tell if he was serious or not, but he sure was
smiling.

The next night we were all hanging out as normal at my place, watching a
repeat game on ESPN2.  I stood up to get my second beer and told the guys,
"Mike said he wanted to suck off my dad, and my dad just might take him up
on it!"  Mike's eyes got big but he smiled and licked his lips to be funny.


"He should!" Jim said.  "No need to keep Mikey to ourselves."

"Nice payback for all the beers!" Jeff said.  "But your Dad has to hang out
with us first and he has to get blown here on the couch, just like the rest
of us."

That night, before I went to bed, I told Dad what the guys had said.  He
smiled and said, "I sure could use a little help in that department".  Damn,
I thought.  My Dad is gonna take Mike up on his offer!

The next night, we were about 15 minutes from burgers being ready when Dad
came home from work.  "Mind if I join you guys?" he said.  Eyes got big and
Mike smiled.  "Sure" we all said pretty much at the same time.  We all
exchanged glances.

Dad headed to his bedroom and we started snickering and giving Mike
shit.  "Dude,
Dan's Dad wants you to suck on his dick!"

We were all making our burgers when Dad walked in with no clothes.  Dad
wasn't bad looking at all and didn't look like an old guy when he was naked.
He looked pretty decent, all over, muscle from his college days beneath a
thin layer of fat.  I was a little surprised at him being naked, and even
though I had seen his dick many times, I suddenly realized he was bigger
than me by a full inch or so it seemed.  Damn!

We scarfed down our burgers in front of ESPN2, showing a repeat of a
football game from last season.  After that we started in on the beer,
being careful to make sure Dad knew we were following the rules, no more
than 2 beers for each guy.  Mike popped in one of the recent Bourne movies
and we settled down and watched that as we drank our beers.

Dad must have been feeling good, about halfway through he said "Guys, help
yourself to a third one."  Almost all of us jumped up and headed to the
fridge.

After the movie was over, we were talking about the ending and just
shooting the shit, but really just wanted to see what the heck would happen
with Dad.  Jim broke the ice on that one.  "Mr. Sullivan, you gonna take
Mike up on his offer?"  Mike blushed, something I hadn't seen him do often.

"Sure am", Dad said with a big smile, sitting on the couch with his dick
and hairy balls looking bigger than usual.  The guys started laughing,
wondering if this was Dad's way of joking.

"You ready, Mr. Sullivan?" Mike said.  DAMN!

Dad spread his legs and started to pull on his dick.  We all kinda held our
breath as Mike stood up, walked over, and got down on his knees in front of
Dad.  Before anyone could stop him, Mike grabbed Dad's cock in his hands
and leaned down, taking as much of Dad in his mouth as he could.  Dad
closed his eyes and smiled, leaning back.

"Go for it, Mike!" one of the guys said, and we all started laughing and
urging him on.  Dad opened his eyes and stared at us, and we all shut up
and watched Mike slurp on Dad's cock, up and down, up and down.  Mike's
saliva was dripping off his chin and off Dad's balls onto the couch but Dad
didn't care.  After a few minutes, Dad put a hand on each side of Mike's
head and forced him down a little further on his cock.

Dad's hairy chest and stomach began to heave in and out, in and out more
and more and his legs tensed up.  I knew he was about to burst a load into
Mike's expert mouth.  Mike kept it up and Dad grunted a few times,
squirming around under Mike's control.

It was pretty easy to tell when Dad exploded.  Not only did Dad throw his
head back but his cum started flowing from the corners of Mike's mouth.  Mike
tried to swallow it all but some dripped off his chin and onto the carpet.

Seeing Mike sucking off Dad was about the hottest thing I had seen in a
long time.  I gotta admit, I threw a big old boner on that one.  I checked
around the room and I wasn't the only one.  A few of the guys were tugging
on their dicks and Jim just stared with an open mouth and a dick that was
getting longer and fatter by the second.

 "I'm next!" Jim said, then a chorus of "Me after that" and "Me too" came
out of most of us.  Dad just laid back, a thin sweat all over his face,
chest, and stomach, smiling.

"Whew" Dad said.  "Mike, you should start your own business!"  Mike looked
worn out but about as happy as I've ever seen him.

I couldn't stop looking at my Dad's dick, still dripping cum, when he
smiled at me and winked...