Baseball Buddy

Baseball Buddy

by

Percxyz@aol.com

I was out drinking one night with some of my buddies from the baseball team when this happened. Andrew and Bill were seniors. Jimmy, Dale and I were juniors and Bobby was a sophomore. Even though he was younger than us, Bobby fit in well with our group. He was built big and could play baseball as well as any of us. We all liked him and let him hang out with us a lot of the time. Bill was the leader of our group, even though Andrew was the better ball player. He usually decided where we would go and what we would do. The rest of us just tagged along, happy to have someone else making the decisions. And of course, we bullshitted a lot. We spent a lot of time telling tales about chicks we had been with and what had happened. Truth to tell, I had only fucked one girl twice. The first time had been pretty bad, but the second had gone much more smoothly. I hadn't told the guys about her. Instead I made up stuff about another imaginary girlfriend.

This Friday night was typical of the rest. We had won the game after school and then gone out with the rest of the team to dinner to celebrate. After that our group had split off. Bill and Andrew had scored the beer. It was pretty cheap stuff and wasn't the best tasting beer I'd ever had, but it got the job done. We had a case and a six pack between the six of us. As was typical in those days in high school, we were just drinking the beer as fast as we could. We had gathered at Bill's house, in the basement. His parents were out of town, which was pretty usual for them. Some of the guys were shooting pool while the rest of us sat on two couches, drinking and telling lies. I was sitting next to Andrew. He was drinking a beer and telling us about fucking his girl, Cathy. I happened to glance down at his crotch and saw that the talk had him hard. His cock was clearly outlined in his shorts, swelling along to the right and pointing at me. I felt my own cock suddenly begin to get hard also. This made me uncomfortable so I adjusted myself on the couch to hide it. Andrew kept on with his story, getting me more and more excited and my cock kept getting harder. I guess he wasn't aware that I could see his hard on so clearly because he never made any move to cover it. Finally, I got up and made my way upstairs to the bathroom. I had to get away from the guys for a minute. My cock was so hard that I planned on quickly jerking off and then going back downstairs.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. In front of the mirror, I could see my cock straining against my shorts. I slid my hand down into the front of my shorts and grabbed my cock. I moaned softly as I squeezed it. Damn it felt good! I flipped my shorts down under my balls and was just about to start when the door opened. I was caught with my hard cock in my hand! I felt myself blush as I looked to see who had walked in on me. It was Andrew. He had a big grin on his face as he shut the door behind him and locked it. I was trying to get my cock shoved back in my shorts when he spoke.

"Don't worry about that, Corey. I got the same problem." He dropped his hand to his crotch and rubbed the huge bulge. "I saw you throw a bone down there listening to me telling how I fucked my chick. Figured we might as well both work off a load." Andrew was moving toward me as he talked. I just stood there, my cock still rock hard in my hand as the blond stud approached. Andrew stood right at my height. That was just around six feet tall. His hair was much lighter than mine. Almost a platinum blond, but I knew that in the winter it darkened considerably. Andrew was built bigger than me though. I was trim and toned, but he was all defined muscle. He spent a lot of time in the weight room lifting, while I did more running. Now, my eyes nearly popped out as I saw his hand slide up his washboard belly, pulling up his shirt and exposing a line of blond hair than ran down from his navel and disappeared into his shorts. As I watched, Andrew sunk his hand into his shorts and I could see it curl around his thick cock. He flipped his shorts down like I had mine and stepped even closer.

I could see that Andrew's cock was a bit longer than mine. My eyes were fixed on it as he slowly stroked up and then down the length of it. The head was a dark pink color and the shaft was fairly smooth. My own hand began to work my cock as I looked at his throbbing meat. Suddenly I heard him laugh, kind of a chuckle, and I looked up at his face.

"Seems you get hard looking at my dick, Corey. I thought you did downstairs. Now you can't take your eyes off it."

"What are you talking about?" I stammered. "I just haven't seen a guy walk up to me with a hard on before."

"Take it easy, buddy," Andrew threw his arm across my shoulders and pulled me close. "I don't mind you getting a woody seeing mine. Hell, I don't really even like to jerk myself off. When I saw you getting hard, I figured maybe we could lend each other a hand, ya know?" Andrew was up against my left side and I realized that my free hand was between us. I was using my right hand on my own meat while Andrew was using his left. Unsure of myself, I slowly reached out with my left hand. I knew that was what he wanted me to do, and I was curious what it would be like. I thought for sure that Andrew was going to do something to stop me before I reached his cock. But instead, Andrew grabbed my left hand with his right and wrapped my fingers around his cock.

He used his hand to make me stroke his cock a few times. Then he let go. I kept stroking and heard him sigh. "That's right buddy. Stroke my meat for me. Yeah that feels good!"

I stared at my hands. My right was stroking my own cock while my left beat the meat of the star baseball player. I couldn't believe how turned on I was. His cock felt so good in my hand. Like a steel rod with a soft warm covering of flesh. I felt his hand grasp my dick and I moaned. His dick felt so different from mine. I realized that Andrew was moving me away from the mirror. He was sort of pushing his hip against mine and moving me to the side. Soon I was standing in front of the toilet. Andrew moved me around with his arm until I was standing in front of him looking at him. We were both still stroking each other's cocks.

"Yeah, man. That's it. Beat my meat," he said.

Andrew ran his left hand up to my shoulder and I looked up at his face. It was a mask of pleasure. I felt some pressure on my shoulder but ignored it for a minute. Then Andrew let go of my cock and put his right hand on my other shoulder. The pressure increased. I looked back up from Andrew's cock to his face.

"Sit down. Come on man. Sit down in front and do me right!"

The pressure increased again and saw the muscles in Andrews arms bunch up like when he was holding a bat. I let the blond stud push me onto the toilet seat. I realized that my face was now at the level of his crotch, but I was even more fascinated seeing his hard cock up so close. I could see now that there was a bead of lube on the tip of it. Andrew spoke again. "Switch hands. Come on buddy, do me with your other hand." I wrapped my right hand around his cock along with my left. There wasn't quite enough room for both of my hands on his cock. It was about 7 « inches. I began to use the stroke that I used on my own cock and listened to him moan again. That was pretty cool! I liked being able to make this stud feel good. I liked hearing him moan in pleasure from my hands on his cock.

Andrew had begun fucking his hips into my hand. He was thrusting forward each time I stroked. I looked up at him as he stripped off his shirt. Damn did he have a body! Muscles everywhere, a nice spray of blond hairs across his chest and a very defined tan line just inches above where my hands were. I felt my cock twitch again and realized that I was turned on by the sight of this hot young male. I was confused again because I had a girlfriend, but another moan from Andrew got my attention back where he wanted it. Now using the stroke that had brought me to countless orgasms, I milked his cock. Andrew kept thrusting forward and I realized that the head of his dick was now only about four or five inches from my face.

"It needs some lube man. Lube me up!" I looked up, letting my eyes run up and across his muscled torso to his face.

"How? With what?"

"Use spit buddy. It will work fine." I let go of his cock to bring my right hand to my mouth, but Andrew caught it and folded it back around his dick. "Don't stop stroking me!"

"Then how...?" I began.

"Just lean forward and lick it," he commanded. I stared up at him. His blue eyes bored into mine. Surprising myself, I obeyed. I leaned forward and let my tongue lap the head of his cock. I could taste the sticky, salty lube that I had already milked out of him. I heard Andrew suck in a breath as my tongue slid along his cockhead. I was even more surprised to find that I didn't mind the taste. Andrew suddenly humped his hips forward and his cockhead pressed against my lips. I tilted my head back a little and could see him staring down at me. His face was now a mask of lust. He was flushed and sweat beaded across his forehead.

"Come on! Open up for me, dammit! I know you fucking want it!" He thrust his hips forward again. "Eat my meat!"

His face broke into a huge grin as I let my lips part and his dick slid into my mouth. I let my mouth close around the first few inches of his cock and heard him warn me to watch my teeth. I curled my lips over my teeth and Andrew slid in deeper. I was sucking cock! I couldn't believe what I was doing, but here I was in a buddy's house with four inches of cock leaking precum onto my tongue. Andrew was breathing faster now. He began a series of short little jabs back and forth in my mouth. His head ran across my tongue again and again and coated it with his lube. He pushed in deeper and I adjusted my head to take more, leaning back some. I could now look up at him easily. He had a wolfish grin on his face and was pumping his dick in much longer strokes. I felt the head hit the entrance to my throat and gagged. He laughed.

"Fucking choke on my dick, cocksucker! Yeah!"

I had never been called a cocksucker before and was surprised at Andrew. I thought I was helping him out. Like he had been helping me out earlier when we both were jerking each other. Now he was taking control.

"Yeah faggot. Eat my meat! Make me cum!"

Cum? I hadn't considered ever letting him cum in my mouth. I began to pull my head back, planning on pulling off. Andrew clamped both hands onto my head.

"Oh no you don't, bitch! I'm just about there!" The last was said with a huge breath and I felt Andrew's body stiffen. He began to grunt and moan and I felt his cock throbbing in my mouth. Suddenly the spurts began. They coated my tongue and hit the roof of my mouth. Each one was punctuated by an expelled breath and grunt from the stud I was sucking. I couldn't stop him from cumming in my mouth. He held my head too tightly for me to break away. I saw his biceps flex, holding my head in place as I tried again to pull my mouth off his spurting cock. With a grunt, he rammed in deeply, my forehead against his abdomen and shot the last few spurts straight down my throat. His thick hot cum was gathered in my mouth and with his cock taking up so much room, I had no choice but to swallow. I drank Andrew's sperm.

"That's it baby. Drink my cum! Fuck yeah. That is so fucking hot! Never done it in a guy's mouth before! Hell! Even the chicks don't fucking swallow my shit! But a cocksucker does!"

He fucked my face for a few more seconds. I didn't resist in any way. Hell, the guy's cum was in my belly. What was the point of resisting now? Finally, Andrew yanked his cock out of my mouth. It was an angry purple color and still looked as hard as when I had taken it in my mouth. Andrew grabbed the base of his shaft and began smacking my face with his cock. I could feel trails of my spit and his cum on my cheeks as he beat my face with his hard dick. After a minute or so he stopped and milked his cock right in my face. A large pearly white drop of semen grew at the slit on the head of his cock. Andrew grabbed a fistful of my hair and jerked my head back.

Looking down at me he ordered, "Lick it up, cocksucker!"

I leaned a bit forward, his hand still gripping my hair and lapped up the cum on the end of his dick. Andrew's whole body twitched from the contact of my tongue on his dickhead. Andrew held my head and pushed his dick back between my lips, milking it more. I tasted another drop of his cum before he pulled back again. He released his grip on my hair. I sat back against the toilet tank, panting, and looked up at him.

Andrew had an arrogant expression on his face. "You sure enjoyed that, didn't you cocksucker?"

"Stop calling me that!"

"Why cocksucker? That's what you are. Hell, I didn't force ya. You licked up my juice on your own. I just gave you what you needed. Your cock says you loved it!"

I realized that I was still hard as a rock. I reached down to start jerking myself again, but Andrew stopped me. "We better get back downstairs or the guys will wonder. We don't want them thinking we were doing anything up here, do we?" He winked at me and I blushed. I stuffed my cock back into my shorts and stood up. Andrew waited while I washed my face quickly and then led me back downstairs. I couldn't help but admire the way his beautiful body moved as I followed him. His sculpted back, hugged by the tight t-shirt kept my cock hard in my shorts as we rejoined the guys.

I quickly sat on the couch to hide my hard on. I had been so close to shooting my own load that just the friction of my underwear was making me twitch. Andrew sat down next to me, very close. I couldn't figure out a way to move away from him without calling attention to myself. Our whole group often wrestled and was pretty physical with each other. Looking back, I doubt any of the guys would have noticed, but at that point I was so nervous about what had just happened and what Andrew might say or do, that I let the older guy practically sit on top of me. Besides, I was still so horny that I thought I was going to explode. I could feel my cock throbbing and I desperately wanted to cum, which Andrew had denied me. I asked for a beer, but Andrew said quietly that I had already had enough to drink. I felt myself blush and realized I could still taste his cum. The other guys talked and drank for awhile and then Jimmy and Dale said they had to go.

I quickly said that I needed to get going too, but Andrew spoke up. "We called your Mom upstairs, Corey. She said you could stay the night, remember?"

I couldn't figure out a way around that and knew my parents wouldn't care, so I just mumbled an agreement. Jimmy and Dale left, leaving Bobby, Bill, Andrew and myself. Andrew passed another round of beers out and we all cracked them open. My cock was getting uncomfortable and I discreetly shifted on the couch to relieve it some. Andrew, sitting tightly against me, noticed. "If you're uncomfortable, why not get up?" he asked in an innocent tone.

I looked at him with a pleading expression, silently begging him not to do this to me. But Andrew put a hand behind me and began to push me off the couch. Embarrassed, I stumbled to my feet, trying to hold the beer in front of my hard cock. Andrew, though, pointed it out to Bill and Bobby. "Hey look, he's got a hard on! You get hard just sitting next to me, Corey?"

I didn't say anything while Bill and Bobby laughed at me.

"He must like guys!" Bobby said.

"Hell yeah he does!" Andrew answered. "He drank a load of my cum upstairs in the bathroom. Sucked it right from my balls!"

Both Bobby and Bill fell silent and looked at me. "That true, Corey?" Bill asked.

I didn't know what to say and just stood there for a second. Andrew answered, "It sure as shit is true. He fucking loved it! Been hard ever since."

Bill looked at me for a minute more. He was built almost as well as Andrew, but had black hair and green eyes. His skin was paler than Andrew's, too. He was your typical "black Irish" type of guy. Then as I watched, he slowly pulled his cock out of the shorts he was wearing. The brown haired stud pointed it at me. "Come and get it, boy."

I couldn't help myself. Thirty minutes of suffering with Andrew sitting against me and the taste of his cum lingering in my mouth had taken its toll. I moved over between the stud's spread legs and dropped to my knees. As I leaned forward and took him into my mouth, I heard Bobby exclaim, "Holy shit. He does suck dick!"

Bill was moaning above me as I sucked his cock. He smelled kind of sweaty and musky, but I just drank it in. I loved everything about sucking him. He had always been one of my idols and now I had his dick in my mouth. I used my tongue on his shaft and bobbed my head up and down. He was moaning and I felt his hands on my head, rubbing it almost gently. Then I felt something else. Somebody was pulling at my shorts. I felt them slide down my thighs to my knees and stop. I was kneeling and they couldn't go any further. Someone lifted my right leg a bit and slid my shorts under it. Then I heard Andrew grunt as he did the same with my left leg. I didn't know what was happening until I felt him drop heavily to his knees between my legs. He used his knees to spread me wide. I heard him spitting and realized what he was planning to do. I pulled off Bill's cock for a second.

"No Andrew! Please! I don't take it up the ass! Please don't!" Bill grabbed my head and pushed his cock back into my mouth cutting off my pleas. I moved my hands to try and break free, but Andrew pinned them to the couch beside Bill.

I felt the thick knob of Andrew's cock at my hole. As he began to push in he said, "Yes you do, faggot. All fags take it up the ass." He forced his way into me.

I groaned in pain around the big cock in my mouth, but I was trapped between the two older studs. I could hear Bobby making excited comments from off to the side as he watched two of his teammates fuck a third. My head was pressed into Bill's crotch by the force of Andrew's thrust. I couldn't even squirm in pain because the two older teens held me in place. I felt my ass violated by Andrew's cock. He shoved it completely in and held it there. I don't know whether it was kindness on his part or just that he enjoyed the feel of his entire cock inside me, but it gave my ass a moment to adjust. Then Andrew pulled back and began to fuck.

I was fucked at both ends. Bill began to thrust his hips up, fucking his cock into my mouth and then timed his strokes to coincide with Andrew's. They talked to each other as they fucked, using me like a cheap whore. Finally, Bill's seven inches started to throb and I tasted his sweet load as he filled my mouth. He was shouting that he was cumming and yelling for me to swallow his cum. As if I had any choice.

Andrew only lasted a few seconds longer. I guess watching his buddy get off pushed him over the edge. As he began to shoot his load up into my guts, Bill moved his foot between my legs. It slid against my cock and my whole body stiffened. Impaled on Andrew's shooting cock and with Bill's load still dribbling into my mouth, my body involuntarily humped Bill's leg and I began to shoot. All three of the studs laughed at me as I shot my load all over Bill's shin, whimpering around his softening cock.

Finally, Bill pulled out of my mouth and Andrew pulled his spent dick from my ass. Bill kicked me away and I landed on the floor on my side. Now that I had cum, I was completely embarrassed and ashamed of what I had done. Bill and Andrew were panting on the couch, laughing at me. Then I realized that Bobby was moving towards me. His cock was jutting out from his crotch, fully erect. I was totally wiped out after my orgasm and had no desire to get the boy off. Besides, he was a year younger than me. If anything he should be doing me, not the other way around.

But the kid was on me in a flash. Being on the team, he was all muscle, but stood a few inches shorter than me and was not nearly as well built. He was an average looking guy, with medium brown hair and eyes and normally I could have flipped him off me in two seconds, but for some reason, I couldn't stop him now. I felt him push me onto my back and his knees force their way between my legs. I struggled against him, but was spent from the brutal fuck I had just received and from my own orgasm. Almost before I realized it, Bobby had rolled me onto my back and positioned himself between my spread legs. His hands pinned my shoulders to the floor as I felt his cock prod my hole a couple times before he found the entrance. With a cry of triumph, Bobby rammed his cock into me. The pain was incredible since the kid used no lube at all. My body strained against him, but the muscular younger guy fucked me up the ass with a wicked grin on his face. I was powerless to stop him. As Bobby sank into me, he looked me right in the eyes and grinned. The sight of the handsome stud and the feel of his penetration had my cock getting hard almost against my will. I realized, as his cock hit a spot deep inside me, that it was kind of feeling good. As Bobby began to jab back and forth, using little jackrabbit strokes, Andrew's cum lubed his cock and my own cock grew to its full length along my flat belly. Bobby saw this and smiled again.

"Oh fuck yeah. He likes it, guys! The fucking faggot loves it! He just got hard as a rock when I put my cock to him! Oh yeah. Take it bitch! Take my fuck!" Bobby was hammering into me as hard as he could. As much as I was embarrassed at being fucked by a guy a year behind me in school, I was turned on by watching his handsome, muscled body straining and sweating on top of me and feeling him inside of me. Almost too soon, his face contorted and his body twitched and he emptied his balls deep inside me. I laid underneath him, feeling him swell inside me and enjoying the gasps and moans he let out as he came. Bobby let my legs fall and collapsed on top of me. I just cradled his sweaty body on my chest until Bill and Andrew made it clear they were ready for another round.

I awoke the next morning in a tangle of arms and legs as my teammates slept all over me. I was even more embarrassed now than I had been the night before. I quietly slipped myself free of them and gathered up my clothes. I tiptoed up the stairs and stopped in the kitchen for a glass of water. As I began to pull on my shorts, I felt eyes on me. I turned around and Bobby was standing there, his cock hard and pointing at me. "Suck me, Corey," He ordered quietly.

I couldn't resist. My shorts forgotten on the floor, I walked over to him and knelt at the feet of the younger stud. I meekly opened my mouth and let him slide in. "I like seeing your hard cock bobbing between your legs while you eat me, dude," he commented. He grabbed my head and fucked my face hard for a few minutes. Sometime during the night I had learned to take them into my throat without gagging.

Bobby pulled from my mouth. His cock glistened with my spit. He shoved me around and onto my hands and knees. He mounted me like a dog, yelling, "Take it bitch!" The noise he made fucking me woke the other two and before Bobby had even planted his seed in me, Andrew was up the stairs and down my throat. I ended up calling my Mom and spending the rest of the day with them.

Author's note: This is a quick story that I just got down on virtual paper. Hope you all enjoy.