Author's Note: This is my 2nd submitted work; I've tried to put more than just sex in---instead seeking more of a balance that encourages readers to enjoy the story in its entirety. Comments/suggestions welcome, and greatly appreciated as well.
Disclaimer: This work is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of anyone mentioned or any personal knowledge about the private lives of baseball player Joe Mauer or tennis player Andy Roddick.
The Minnesota Twins had been having a good season, and their catcher and star player Joe Mauer was doing a superb job as well. The team had just finished beating Detroit, and the game had been a fantastic one (with the Twins winning easily.) After it had finished, Joe walked lazily on his way into the locker room with the rest of his fellow teammates. He strode past the doors and stood in front of his locker, starting to take off his shirt. He pulled it over his head, exposing his muscular smooth chest. Joe threw the shirt in his locker, and reached down to unbutton his pants.
"Hey nice game tonight!" Alex Romero said, walking by and patting Joe on the ass playfully. Joe had never even considered anything sexual about things like that before, but this time he got slightly turned on when it happened. He shook the thought out of his head and glanced down inside his locker, finding a single piece of paper. It was a note folded in half, assumably with something written on it. Who would have put this in his locker? With pure curiosity, he opened it up and read what it said.
<<< Joe - I'd like you to be a part of a sports charity event that I'm planning. Give me a call when you get this ~ Andy Roddick >>>
Joe thought for a moment and assumed that it was a joke by one of his teammates. He had never even met Andy Roddick, and that's ignoring the point of how he would manage to get past security and put a note in his locker. Joe looked around for a bit and realized that nobody was even paying attention to him holding the note. Surrounded by his naked teammates on their way to the showers, Joe looked at the phone number that was written on the back of it and decided that he might give it a call just to see what would happen. He pulled down his pants and stood there for a moment in his briefs thinking over the situation. For now, he decided to just put the note back in his locker and head to the showers. Whatever it was, he'd get to the bottom of it eventually.
Meanwhile in his hotel room, Andy Roddick flipped on the television and stared at the man who filled the screen, his mind fixed in daze of how amazing Joe Mauer was when wearing his tight uniform. Andy Roddick smiled lightly knowing that the note had been placed in by one of his friends who, along with Joe, was also a Twins player. There was no charity event of course, and Andy felt bad about that, but he had the hardest time coming up with a reason to give Joe his number. As for raising the money for charity, he would figure that out later. He had been a fan of the Twins and had watched every game intently. Most of the pictures taken of Joe gave him no justice; he could only admire him when he played. Joe had masculine but pretty features, and his face was irresistible when he was on television being the spectacular athlete that he was. But these kinds of feelings were all very new to Andy, for most of the time he was attracted to women. However, when it came to amazing athletes he found a new attraction---so far most of them had been tennis players. At first he had only been attracted to Joe for his athletic abilities, but now it had grown into a full fledged crush based upon his manly features as well. Andy figured he would wait for Joe's phone call and try to talk him into a meeting time. He thought to himself about how dishonest this was, but sort of figured that he wouldn't take it too far if Joe wouldn't go along with it.
The day after finding the note in his locker Joe began to think more and more about calling. "Why the hell not?" he thought to himself. He picked up his cell phone and searched around for the paper note with the number on it that he had kept in his pocket. He pulled it out and started to dial the numbers into the phone. "Why am I so nervous about this?" he thought to himself. He held the phone up to his ear and listened to the ringing sound. In an instant Andy Roddick heard his phone ring on the hotel table and he picked it up, answering it casually.
"Hello?"
Joe's mind was going a million miles an hour and he stammered over his words.
"Uh...hi, is uh...this Andy?"
Andy almost laughed because he could almost tell who it was by the Minnesota accent alone. His idol Joe Mauer had called him, and now the next five minutes would be where it counted.
"Yes this is Andy...is this Joe?"
Joe breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn't a wrong number or anything, and it sounded pretty legitimate.
"Yeah, I...uh, I got your note. It was uh, in my locker."
"I know...I had a teammate put it there. I wanted to ask you if you wanted to do some charity work, we should get together for a date or something."
Andy had made a poor choice of words and quickly tried to salvage what was left of his charming abilities.
"Just to talk it over and what not, maybe have a beer or something."
Joe's mind didn't quite know what to do. "Did Andy Roddick just ask me out?" he thought to himself, the question circling in his mind. He struggled with the five seconds of silence that seemed like hours, attempting in vain to try to come up with a response.
"Sure...yeah, lets do it. Where are ya at?"
"Well I'll be in Minneapolis tomorrow, how about we meet somewhere?"
"Yeah that works out."
"Alright well let me give you an address..." Roddick continued on to give him all the important specifics.
"Okay that sounds good. I'll see you then," Joe managed to sputter out while breaking a sweat.
Andy clicked his phone shut and a smile came across his face. This wasn't over yet, but he had a feeling that Joe would warm up to him, or at least he would make a new friend who could match his athletic skill. For all Andy knew, Joe was still your average straight guy with absolutely no intentions of anything other than a friendship. Either way, Andy was having fun getting to know a celebrity that he had a fascination for.
Joe had just finished hanging up the phone and realized how nerve racking it had been. He immediately started to think about Andy, along with the possible sexual implications of his comments. Getting to know a top tennis star would certainly be exciting, and his mind could not stop replaying the bizarre series of events in his mind. He would be meeting Andy tomorrow for a beer, and then be discussing this charity idea that Andy didn't really explain all that much.
The next day Joe took a car service to the address, and walked into the bar Andy had suggested. He looked around inside, and finally saw Andy. He was over at one of the booths wearing a ridiculous pair of sunglasses, and Joe walked over to him and put out his hand. Andy shook it with a firm grip and a wide smile on his face.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Roddick," Joe said.
"Same to you, Mr. Mauer," Andy said jokingly in a formal manner. Joe sat down in the booth across from Andy.
"So, what's this charity event all about?" Joe asked inquisitively.
"Well I was just thinking we could sign some memorabilia and maybe uh, have a sports dinner or something."
Joe thought about it for a moment while looking at Andy.
"Sure that sounds like a great idea," Joe said enthusiastically.
"Man, I watched the game last night, you made some really nice plays," Andy said, effectively changing the subject.
"Oh yeah...you watch the Twins?"
"Every single game...I'm your biggest fan."
"Wow, I didn't know that," Joe said while shuffling his feet around beneath the booth, accidentally touching Andy's foot for a moment. They both waited for the server to come over, and when he did they both ordered beers.
"Give me two shots of Jag as well," Andy said unexpectedly. He looked over at Joe and gave him a suggestive look. Joe didn't really return the look, but figured he may as well go along with Andy's idea.
"Jagermeister? Wow, okay," Joe said back to him.
The night went on surprisingly smooth by all standards, and eventually they both got onto the topic of their love lives.
"Yeah me and Mandy would get real kinky sometimes...it was amazing."
"Kinky?" Joe asked back.
"Oh hell yeah, she would always stick things..." Andy stopped for a moment and continued, "Well...never mind, you get the idea."
Joe became intrigued.
"Stick things...? What were you going to say?" Joe said and then immediately began to blush a bit, realizing where this might go.
"I need another round of shots before we go there, man," Andy joked while dodging the question entirely. They both drank about 2 or 3 more shots and started to loosen up. Joe decided to take the initiative and talked about how his girlfriend would sometimes suggest a finger up his ass, but he had always told her not to do it. Joe looked over at Andy suggestively like Andy had done before, and decided to see if Andy was playing games with him.
"Have you ever, uh...tried anything like that?" Joe said to Andy.
"Well, me and Mandy tried some kinky things like that a few times...but I've never done anything with...ya know, a guy or anything before. I mean, I'm not gay or anything."
"Yeah me neither," Joe replied, thinking how he had not even mentioned anything about that. Andy kind of chuckled a bit.
"What?" Joe asked.
"Well you do spend a lot of time on your knees..." Andy joked.
Joe laughed lightly at the implication, but looked away awkwardly and avoided eye contact with Andy. By this time both of them had started to feel the effect of the alcohol. Joe was especially buzzed, and enjoying his time with Andy greatly. His mind trailed off for a moment and then came up with the best thing he could think of.
"You should come see my house, its fuckin' huge!" Joe boasted.
"Okay," Andy said quickly. They started to head on out to see Joe's house when Andy decided to make a move.
"Joe...is it okay if I'm able to stay at your house tonight? I'm way too drunk to even get a hotel room right now," he slurred a little bit.
Joe thought about it as kind of an awkward thing to ask, but then realized that Andy might be trying to come onto him again. He was almost too drunk to even care; after thinking about it for a moment his crotch had a twinge of excitement.
"Sure man...I'm sure we can make the arrangements," he said with a smile. They both struggled with a slight stagger to get out of the booth and Joe put his arm around Andy.
"We better get outta' here man, I'm gettin' way too drunk."
"Yeah me too, let's catch a cab or something," Andy replied.
They both made their way out of the bar and onto the sidewalk. Joe tagged down a taxi, and they both got inside of it. Joe told the driver where to go, and they were soon on their way. On the cab ride back to Joe's house Andy began to sober up and realize how deep this was going. "Did Joe know what was going on?" he thought to himself. Andy took his hand and moved it closer to Joe, putting it on his leg.
Joe felt the hand on his leg and thought perhaps that Andy was too drunk for his own good. Then it clicked, this was the third time that he had tried to make a move on him. Even all the things he had said that night were almost too charming. All these thoughts raced in his head, and he was almost excited about the prospect.
By the time the cab arrived at his house he and Andy got out and started walking up the steps. Joe began to put all the events of the night together and decided to see how far Andy was going to go with it.
"Ya know, my girlfriend is out of town," Joe said.
"Girlfriend? Oh...yeah, wow, boys night in, eh?" Andy responded awkwardly. He hadn't even been thinking about how Joe had a girlfriend. The baseball stud opened the door to his house and showed Andy around inside.
Joe showed Andy around the first floor took off his coat and put it on one of the chairs in the kitchen. Andy looked idle and stood rather uncomfortably in the evening light. Joe opened his mouth in an attempt to say something, but was interrupted.
"Tonight has been really fun, Joe," Andy said, "I mean that, honest."
"Yeah me too, I mean, you're quite the guy..." Joe said back to him.
"I'm not really all that tired though, are you?" Andy asked.
"No, not that much; I think I might take a shower though, I'm a little sweaty."
"Okay, I guess I'll just wait down here then."
"No that's okay, you can come upstairs and that way I can show you where you can sleep."
"Hey that sounds good," Andy said, hiding his anticipation.
Andy walked up the stairs of Joe's house and admired all of the pictures on the walls. He also couldn't help but check out Joe's cute ass while he was ascending the stairs behind the baseball stud. When they both reached the top and a ways down one of the hallways, Joe clicked on a light switch in one of the bedrooms. Andy stood next to Joe and started to realize how tall he was. He leaned in the room a little and then looked back at Joe.
"This will work out great, man." Andy said with a wink.
Joe blushed at this, and started to get a little aroused as well.
"I gotta shower too, hell lets just save some time and shower together, eh?" Andy suggested quite strong.
Joe was shocked that Andy said it, and even more shocked that he stole the idea right out of his mind.
"Are you serious?" he asked coyly.
"Sure why not? You do shower with all of your teammates right...I mean...is it any different?" Andy asked.
Joe paused for a moment and then figured it was time to say something.
"Okay Andy, listen man, I've kind of noticed all night I mean, you called me in the first place and uh, well," Joe struggled to say what he wanted to mean.
This was the point when Andy figured he had blown it by taking it too far. He had thrown out too many suggestive smiles, he had gotten too explicit, and he had ruined all of his chances with his sports idol.
"So you just need to stop with the bullshit right now," Joe said as he grabbed Andy by the front of his shirt and got in his face. His intimidating presence made Andy speechless, and his mouth stayed open in shock. Joe leaned a little closer and looked Andy right in the eyes and smiled just enough to make Andy wonder what his true intentions were. He decided to throw Andy a curveball just for kicks.
Joe leaned his head in a few more inches and kissed Andy right on the lips, which not only shocked Andy but at the same time gave him a sigh of relief. Their lips touched and Andy felt Joe's tongue enter his mouth and swirl around sensually. Andy started to get hard right away and dared not pull away from the highly sexual kiss. Andy reciprocated by moving his tongue into Joe's mouth, passing by his cute pearly white teeth and exploring as far back as he could go.
After a minute or so of making out, Joe pulled away from the kiss which gave Andy his first opportunity to use some words.
"That was amazing, Joe," Andy said almost breathlessly. He looked into Joe's kind eyes and felt as though he was falling head over heels in love.
Andy placed his hands onto Joe's muscular chest, and then moved them progressively lower to his well built abs. He leaned in again to kiss, letting his hands roam to Joe's crotch. He felt Joe's dick begin to harden, and was already at full mast himself. Feeling Joe's dick through the fabric of his pants, he fumbled with the other hand to find the top to unbutton them.
"Let's go to my room," Joe said in between kisses.
They walked the short distance to his room, and Joe began to take off Andy's shirt. He admired Andy's smooth chest, and moved his hands onto Andy's ass. Joe then leaned over to the bed and sat down on it, still kissing Andy's wonderful lips. Andy then pushed Joe so his back was on the bed and laid on his hot body. Andy lightly thrust his crotch against Joe's, feeling his sizeable hardness against his own. Joe was becoming more and more aroused, and couldn't stop kissing Andy while he was rubbing his crotch against the cute tennis player's package.
Andy remained shirtless as Joe began to unbutton his own pants. Andy helped him, sliding the zipper and gently pulling downwards on them. He could see the outline of Joe's cock through his underwear, and it looked like it was about 7 inches. Before Joe could even pull his pants down all the way Andy grabbed the cock and began rubbing it through the fabric of Joe's boxers.
"Yes..." Joe said when he felt Andy touch the head of it, at the same time Andy was rubbing the baseball player's big balls with the other hand. Andy grabbed the waistband and brought it downwards, past the baseball player's cock. Andy moved himself downwards and put his mouth around Joe's cock, tasting the head of it and lightly sucking, at the same time admiring its wonderful size.
Joe moaned as he felt Andy's tongue massaging the head of his penis and his lips gripping tightly around the shaft. He thought in his mind about how it would be awkward, but he then realized that Andy Roddick was such a stud. Not only that, he was now sucking him off! Joe was still wearing his tight white t-shirt with his pants down around his hips and his big dick was stiff in Andy's mouth.
He admired Andy's body while he was getting sucked off by him, and he began to run his fingers though Andy's hair, enjoying the pleasurable dick sucking job that Andy did. Andy stopped for a moment and let Joe's rigid cock come out of his mouth, it still being covered in his saliva.
Andy motioned Joe to turn over and pushed lightly on his torso for him to do it. Joe complied and showed his naked stud ass to Andy, his jeans now down to expose his naked butt. Andy moved his hands and massaged the cheeks, pulling them slightly apart. He leaned in and licked Joe's asshole a little, and Joe squirmed slightly beneath him. He hadn't been used to the feeling, and never even considered someone doing that in the first place. Andy licked the hole once again and pushed his tongue in a bit, letting it come back out and moving it around Joe's cute ass some more.
Andy saw that Joe's dick was unattended to and hanging hard as a rock. He reached out and held onto it with one hand, continuing to lick the jock's ass. He put one of his fingers in his mouth and brought it to Joe's butt and pushed it in a little.
"Oh Andy," Joe exclaimed, not quite sure about what Andy was doing to him. It felt great, but he didn't know how far Andy intended on going with this ass play. It was all very new to him, but he kind of enjoyed going into the uncharted territory.
Joe turned around so he was on his back again, his hard cock being in front of Andy's face once more. Before Andy could put the saliva covered cock back in his mouth, Joe grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him down on the bed, basically switching positions. He rubbed Andy's crotch for a moment and then pushed down his pants and pulled them off completely. Andy laid on the bed in his boxers with his hands behind his head. Joe pulled down the boxers Andy was wearing and started to jack Andy off with his hand. Andy pumped his hips with excitement of the feeling of Joe's hand jacking off his dick.
Joe licked his lips and decided that he would try sucking Andy off, eyeing up the large member in front of his face. He first licked the head of Andy's 6 inch cock and let his tongue run up and down the shaft. Andy's balls hung low while Joe kept his hand on Andy's muscular thigh.
"Oh yeah...keep it up," Andy said. Joe followed what Andy said, and continued pumping his fist up and down, gripping tightly onto Andy's rod. While jacking, he also put the big head of Andy's cock into his mouth. Andy started to breathe heavily while was getting his member sucked and the tingles of bliss went throughout his body--his chest rising and falling, his abdominal muscles straining and flexing due to the sexual pleasure. Andy admired Joe's cute sideburns and watched his lips going up and down on the slick cock. He thrust lightly into Joe's mouth being careful not to go too far, after all it was Joe's first time.
Andy bucked his hips and knew Joe's sucking was doing the trick--he started to feel that familiar feeling in his loins that told him he was going to cum soon. He continued to hump Joe's mouth, his cock going in and out past Joe's glistening lips at a furious pace.
"I think I'm gonna cum," he said to Joe.
Joe kept his hand going up and down Andy's hard cock while his mouth held onto the engorged head, his tongue circling around easily with all the pre-cum. Before Joe knew it, Andy began shoot his first spurts of cum and Joe eagerly swallowed the hot spunk. Shot after shot the warm liquid erupted into Joe's mouth and he shifted it around with his tongue while continuing to suck on Andy's hard pole. Andy's orgasm was powerful and his cock shot the final drops of cum that Joe licked off of the tip of Andy's prick.
Joe licked the sticky cum that was on his lips and gave Andy a smile. Andy smiled back and went to kiss Joe. He moved his tongue into Joe's mouth and tasted his own seed. Pulling away from the kiss he put one foot on the ground and popped up off of the bed.
"I'll be right back...," he said to Joe.
Joe watched him leave the room and kind of wondered where he was going. Joe still had his pants pulled down slightly and his hard cock was left unsatisfied. He pulled his boxers back up a bit but pulled his pants off and through them over into his closet. A little bit buzzed still, Joe thought he would be funny and put on his uniform. He replaced his pair of boxers with briefs and put on all the parts of his baseball uniform. He pulled the pants up around his waste and put on one of the shirts along with his hat. By the time he had done this Andy returned into the room with a container of lotion that he had found in Joe's bathroom and a condom in his hand.
"Hey, I just found..." Andy stopped short on his sentence and dropped the bottle of lotion from the shock of seeing such a perfect sight.
"I hope you are planning on wearing that when you fuck me," Andy said. Joe thought quickly for a moment and was too horny to say no.
"That's the idea," Joe said, affirming what Andy had said.
By this time Joe had almost lost his erection, but it was quickly returning by the sight of Andy's near-naked body. Andy wasted no time and walked, still in his underwear, over to Joe. Andy kissed him again with full intent on getting Joe hard as a rock as he was before. He couldn't resist touching Joe in his tight uniform, his sexy ass being able to be seen, along with his firm chest underneath the shirt.
Andy began to unzip Joe's uniform pants, bringing them down along with his underwear just enough to pull out his thick cock. Andy knelt down in front of him when he was still standing and started to once again lick the head of Joe's cock. It began to grow again, and Andy jacked the shaft with his hand, bringing it out to full length.
Andy took out the condom and put it on Joe's hard cock, and then grabbed the bottle of lotion and spread some on Joe's shaft, making sure to spread it evenly. He started jacking it a bit, he then bent over Joe's bed exposing his ass and leaning on his elbows. Andy lifted his firm ass up in the air slightly, giving Joe a comfortable angle to work with. Joe moved over and lined up his 7 inch dick to Andy's ass and placed the head at the entrance. He pushed slowly at first and felt it enter Andy's pucker with a little resistance.
Andy had a painful expression on his face--but since this was the fulfillment of so many fantasies it didn't even matter to him. He felt Joe's large member penetrate his hole completely and then pushed back a little onto Joe's stiff prick. Joe continued thrusting forward slowly and then pulled a little backward just to get a feel. Andy was tight as hell; but not only that, it was incredibly hot being able to do this kinky stuff with such a famous person like Roddick.
Andy reached down and started to jack his rigid dick as he felt the head of Joe's cock touch his prostate. It was driving him wild having the Twins player's cock up his ass. Joe pushed in farther until his pelvis was against Andy's butt, and then pulled out until about an inch of his cock remained. He felt the tight ring of Andy's ass squeezing his dick, and started pumping in and out faster.
"Oh yeah..." Andy said as he felt Joe's long piston going in and out of him.
Meanwhile, Joe used his hands to rub up and down Andy's muscular chest, slightly touching and massaging Andy's nipples. With the other hand he reached and grabbed Andy's dick, replacing Andy's hand with his own. Andy continued pushing backwards with his ass, letting Joe's cock go in his hole even easier.
Andy's rigid cock began to leak pre-cum, and Joe reached around and grabbed Andy's balls a bit, playing with the tennis player's sac.
"Oh yeah Joe...fuck me," Andy said as he felt Joe grab his touch his rigid leaking prick. Joe's rather large hand wrapped around it and began stroking it.
"Yeah...keep going..." Andy said.
Joe rubbed the shaft and the head of Andy's member and continued his pumping on his ass. Andy's tight abs convulsed while he was getting fucked hard, and his chest rose up and down with his heavy breathing. Joe fucked harder as Andy was bent over on the bed, and felt as though he was starting to get close to cumming.
Andy couldn't help himself from moaning from the pleasure of Joe's cock hitting his prostate. Joe was stroking Andy's cock when Andy felt his orgasm come, the head of his cock started exploding jizz out onto Joe's hand and onto the bed as well. The hot liquid continued to come out, and Andy's ass tightened around Joe's dick as he continued to thrust into Andy's tight hole.
"Oh yeah...I'm gonna cum," Joe said.
"Yeah, Joe...come in my ass. Harder...fuck me harder, you stud, fill me with your cum," Andy coaxed.
Joe tightened up and started to fuck Andy with shorter thrusts, feeling the orgasm in his big balls begin to rise. On the final few thrusts Joe kept his long cock inside Andy and began to reach climax. The first jets of cum left his cock and entered Andy's ass, and Joe continued pumping stream after stream of hot jizz into Andy.
Sweat glistened on Joe's back as he finished a final thrust of his orgasm. Andy loved every moment of it, and was out of breath from his own climax. Joe collapsed on top of Andy, feeling drained from the long night and wonderful sex came along with it.
"That was fantastic," he said to Andy before leaning down and kissing him. Andy held onto the kiss with Joe as long as he could and when his tongue left Joe's mouth he smiled at him.
"Home run, stud..." he said to Joe in humor, getting closer to Joe for another kiss. Joe pulled his dick out of Andy and stood up, taking off the condom he was wearing. Andy also stood up naked with his half-hard dick and enjoyed the sight of Joe's body. He leaned down and licked the fresh cum off of Joe's cock, sucking on the head slightly. Andy looked up at Joe seductively between licks, looking into his beautiful eyes.
"Did you still need that shower?" he asked.
"I think I just might," Joe replied.
They both walked out of the room naked and sweaty, with Andy following behind Joe. He slapped him lightly on the ass, and Joe realized that it had turned him on just as much as before. He tried as hard as he could to imagine how things were so different just days ago, but the image of it had faded quickly since he had been with Andy.
He grabbed two towels and walked into the bathroom with Andy, and turned on the hot water in the shower. Andy stepped in first and Joe followed closely behind. He took the shower head and adjusted it, making sure the stream could hit them both. Andy felt the warm water hit his sweaty skin and allowed his hair to get wet, washing in the water fully with his fingertips. Joe did likewise but put his hands on Andy's chest, feeling the smooth skin and also enjoying the sight. He took the bottle of shampoo and put some on his hands and began rubbing it into Andy's hair. Andy grabbed the soap and began to lather it onto his hands as well, and then directly onto Joe's muscular chest. Andy moved his head under the faucet to wash off the shampoo in his hair, and kept his circling motions on Joe going.
Joe turned around while Andy continued lathering up his back, using the soap judiciously and moving down lower to Joe's ass. He moved his left hand down to Joe's sexy butt and began to wash between the cheeks.
"Yeah...keep going, man," Joe said to encourage Andy.
Andy enjoyed the slick feeling of the hot water and the soap on Joe's crack. He touched Joe's pucker a little and massaged it. Joe reached down with his hand to his growing cock and jerked it a little. He was at full hardness when Andy started pressing a little on his hole, pushing one finger just a little inside his hole in between his well muscled cheeks. Joe felt the finger touch his prostate, and moaned in excitement.
By this time Andy's cock had grown to full length as well, and he pushed it a little forward, barely touching Joe. He pushed in another finger, stretching Joe's virgin ass a little more.
"Oh man, that hurts a little," Joe said breathlessly.
"Its okay...just relax," Andy said back to him.
Joe felt the two fingers going in and out of his ass, and moved his hands back to hold on to Andy's ass. Andy used his other hand to go up to Joe's soapy chest and play with his nipples. Joe was in ecstasy and had never felt anything up his ass before, but he enjoyed the attention that Andy gave him. Andy pushed his fingers in deeper, getting both of them up Joe's pucker, bringing them in and out easily now. Joe's 7 inch rock hard cock stood almost straight up; it began to dribble out pre-cum while Andy was fingering up his hole, with no trouble reaching his prostate.
"I want you to fuck me Andy," Joe said while in the height of pleasure.
They both stood dripping and horny, their wet hair and slippery bodies touching. Andy took his cock with his free hand and put some soap along its full length. He then slowly took out his fingers from Joe's ass. To replace them he put the head of his engorged cock at Joe's tight entrance, pushing slightly in.
"Oh man," Joe said in an uncomfortable voice.
"Just relax, its okay," Andy said while pushing a little farther into Joe's butt. The soap helped, but Joe had to relax in order to become fully accustomed to Andy's long prick. Joe's hard-on remained at full length and leaking pre-cum as Andy pushed his dick all the way in. Andy brought his rod back out slowly and then pushed it back in. Joe had started to get used to the feeling and enjoyed the mixture of pleasure and pain.
Andy sped up his rhythm and brought his hands up to Joe's muscled torso, rubbing up and down while he fucked Joe in the ass. He rubbed Joe's nipples and attempted to bring him into a higher plane of sexuality. Joe felt his dick leak more and more pre-cum and liked the feeling of Andy's hard prick pistoning in and out of his butt.
They fucked in a sweet rhythm and Andy felt his orgasm beginning to come.
"Oh yeah...yeah..." Andy said almost reaching his climax.
His hard rod continued to be massaged by Joe's tight ass and he began to cum up Joe's hole.
"Fuck me...yes...fuck..." Joe shouted out.
Pushing in and out, Andy's rod began spraying Joe's insides, filling up the stud's ass. Joe felt the warm liquid enter his ass and couldn't contain his own orgasm, his cock began to jerk and he his engorged head burst liquid out, hitting the shower wall. Andy wrapped his hand around Joe's dick and jerked out the rest of the gushing semen.
Joe's cock dripped the last of its load onto the shower floor. Andy pulled out his cock from Joe's ass and washed off the rest of his body. Afterwards, they both stood under the stream of water and washed each other's muscled torsos and admiring each other's sexy bodies.
The water began to run cold and they both stepped out of the shower. Andy dried Joe's perfect body off with the towel and kissed him lightly while doing it. They both finished drying off and Joe grabbed a pair of boxers from his drawer, giving them to Andy. He walked over to the bed and rolled back the sheets, slipping underneath them. He left the sheets open on the bed, encouraging Andy to join, which he did just a minute later.
They both lay in the bed together in their boxers, the moonlight barely coming in through the windows. Joe put his arm around Andy affectionately, and slowly drifted off to sleep within minutes. In near-darkness, Andy felt Joe's warmth behind him and smiled contently in his lover's embrace.
The next day Andy woke up to the bright sun and assembled his things together. He had a tennis match in just a few days, and had to catch a flight out of Minneapolis. He leaned over to the bed where Joe was sleeping contently and kissed him on the cheek. Joe barely woke up from it, and opened one eye.
"Mornin," Joe said while half stretching.
"I've got to leave Joe, I've got a match soon," Andy said reluctantly.
"What? Are you serious?" Joe said with a cheerless look on his face.
At this point, Andy realized what was happening between Joe and himself. Joe Mauer, the fantasy man and straight guy of his dreams was acting head over heels in love with him. The feeling was mutual, but Andy held apprehension about whether or not it would work given the complex situation, but he almost didn't care. He wanted to just set down his fears and run with it, to allow himself to act upon impulse. But what would Joe do? He wanted to just let it all go, but he also cared enough for Joe to know that he might come to regret it, especially at such an early point in time.
"Maybe you should stay, I mean, do you really have to leave so soon?" Joe asked while getting up out of the bed and standing in front of Andy.
"Well Joe, I mean, what about your girlfriend? Have you even thought this through? Even if I did stay...what would that mean?"
"I don't know!" Joe said in frustration. The waves of thought began to fill his mind. He had not only put his sexuality in question, but he had been unfaithful to his girlfriend as well. Joe looked into Andy's eyes in attempt to see a quick fix to the situation.
"I guess those things will just have to be worked out," he said to Andy, leaving the answer open-ended.
Joe moved to embrace Andy and kissed him, bringing his lips around Andy's and swirling his tongue around inside of his mouth. He closed his eyes and felt the moment. It was perfect--the opposite of awkward, because with Andy he had learned to feel truly comfortable. Some would look on it as a night of buzzed up experimentation, but to Joe, Andy epitomized the thrill of life that he sought every day. He watched through the window as Andy left his house and walked out towards the taxi that was waiting for him. He took one more look up at Joe standing in the window and gave a small wave. On the drive Andy began to have his doubts whether his evaluation of the situation was true. He began to doubt whether or not Joe had the same feelings for him, and he was left with the prospect of that truly in question.
Back at his house, Joe sat with a blank expression. Andy had left, and may have been gone forever. Surely Joe could get over being devoid of the thrill and excitement that had Andy provided so well. After all he had been without it before, right? It all sounded logical, yet he couldn't feel that was truth inside his own mind. Had his spontaneous adventure mutated into a tender bond insurmountable by any rationale or reason? These questions had no place in a mind focused upon consistency and a denial of change. This sad reality sent one message, and that was to get on with his life---to shuffle this deviant experience under the rug and out of his consciousness. That was the last thing he wanted to do. Joe felt a breath of sadness over this unsavory conclusion, and moreover, the inability to solve his newfound problem.
In the following weeks when playing the game he loved for the Twins team, his mind was elsewhere. It was not on baseball but instead focused upon Andy. It was truly ironic, the passion that Joe had for baseball had attracted Andy to him in the first place. Now it had transferred to Andy himself, and now Joe was left with nothing. He truly he didn't know whether he had missed merely the adventure itself or whether it was full fledged love for another man. It didn't matter now; they had become one in the same. He walked into the locker room after a tough loss and threw his hat in his locker out of anger. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a small piece of paper in his locker and a flash of relief. "The adventure will always be alive," Joe thought to himself as he picked up the paper and read its message, a wild expression of delight appearing on his intrepid athletic face.
THE END