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Brock was a pitcher on his college team. It was a Division I School that was at top or near the top of their league every season. They were your perennial powerhouse in college baseball but not on the scale of Texas or the Florida schools. The team was your basic midmajor power that on any given night could beat one of the top ranked schools in the country. Brock had worked his way into being the closer of the team in only his sophomore year. He was left handed with a 90 plus mile an hour fastball and a decent slider and changeup. Scouts were starting to take notice of him and even had a few talks with him about being drafted in his junior year as left handed pitchers were a prize.
Then the worst possible thing could have happened to him. As he was fielding a bunt late in the spring as the season was winding down, he caught his spikes in the turf. He knew it as soon as he went down. He had basically torn up his knee. He lay in pain on the field for a few minutes until two of his fellow pitchers carried him off. His season was finished and possibly the chance to be drafted next spring. It did require major knee surgery in the next week after the swelling went down. He was told he might be able to come back in the middle of the year if all went well in his rehab. Brock was devastated by the injury for himself and for his team as he had 20 saves on the year and knew the team needed him in the upcoming NCAA tourney.
Brock took it slow the summer following surgery and stayed close to his school where rehab would begin to get him back. Brock was a fairly tall guy at 6'2" but hadn't filled out yet weighing in at 160 pounds. He looked like an all American guy with dark blonde hair and a decent tan. The rehab during the summer was boring as he was left to do it alone or with just a female student trainer.
School finally started and Brock was still in his brace. He had trouble at first just making it to his classes. He was a decent student as being a baseball he was made to attend study hall. He hated seeing his teammates work out while he was inside going through a long rehab process. As the semester started he noticed another athlete in the same room with him. It was Micah, a swimmer, a sophomore. Brock was glad to see someone else was rehabbing a knee as Micah had tore his knee up but not as bad as Brock.
"Hey, I am Brock, glad to see I won't be rehabbing alone anymore. How you tear up your knee?" Brock asked.
"Oh being a dumbass, playing basketball this summer at the beach. Oh sorry I am Micah." Micah said.
"Oh, I tore up mine up good fielding a bunt last spring and have just now got to where I am. It has been tough." Brock told him.
"I am not looking forward to this. They told me I could start back swimming in the spring, but basically I am done for the year" Micah said. Micah was about 5'10" and had the swimmer's build to go along with the beach bum look with fairly long black hair. Brock found out that Micah made all conference as a freshman in the butterfly. Brock told him he was all conference too as a closer. Micah didn't understand the term so Brock explained he was the guy at the end of a game who took over with the team ahead and basically closed the "door" on the game.
They really got along well being they were the only two guys going through the same rehab and the same time of day. There were others going through rehab but chose different times to go through the long process of recovering. They pushed each other daily to make it back to compete in their respective sports. It proved to be a big help as the rehab could get boring and seem like no end in sight. Brock and Micah started hanging out some after workouts going to eat and hanging at Brock's apartment. Brock basically was alone since his roommate, a fellow baseball jock, had recently decided to shack up with his girl. Brock welcomed the company of Micah and other players on his team who would drop by to visit and hang with him.
Brock turned 21 at the end of January. Most of his teammates had a tradition of taking the newest "adult" out to the bars that littered the area around campus and hit the only strip club in town. Brock loved being around all his teammates again as he rarely attended practice during his rehab. The next week he got to attend practice as his rehab was going so well and the doctors were impressed at how far along he had come. He did some little throwing and stretching but didn't want to over do it. Micah basically got the same news as he was able to hit the pool and start swimming lightly.
Brock and Micah stayed friends as they set up light workouts together as they needed to continue some work but not as intense as both resumed practice in their respective sports. Micah still hung out with Brock some but was hanging out with his teammates from the swim team more and more but would occasionally eat supper together after the workouts if they could.
Their college basketball team was to play on local television as they were playing in their league's post season tournament for a chance to make to the big dance. Brock attended most home games that he could and would ask Micah to tag along on a few occasions. Micah liked basketball as he played some in junior high so he didn't mind at all.
"Brock, you want to come to my place and watch the game tomorrow night?" Micah asked.
"Sure, I would like that. Hey all my teammates are out of town this weekend anyway playing." Brock said.
"Cool. I was hoping you would say yes since my roommate is out of town too. You bring the beer and I will have the snacks." Micah said since Brock was now of age to buy alcohol and he was just 20.
Brock arrived at Micah's apartment about 7 to eat and drink beer before the game started at 9. Brock and Micah had drunk together some in the past so it was no big deal to either of them. Micah notice Brock was actually a little dressed up in his nice preppy polo and designer jeans while Micah had on a team issued t-shirt and some shorts. This was the first time in a while they had actually hung out together in some time as they were around their teammates mostly now. Micah told Brock he was glad they could hang together that night at least like they did before they were able to practice again. Brock said he was too and that they should do this more often when they had the time, since both knew they would be returning to their teams shortly.
"Brock they told me today I could start going to swimming and practicing for next season at the end of the month since I was doing so well." Micah told him as they sat and drank beer before the game started.
"Yeah, I am supposed to start throwing off a mound next week and possibly start pitching again at the first of April. Damn, I hope the scouts will not be turned off. Fuck, I want to be drafted so badly." Brock said to Micah.
"Hey, we both worked asses off to get back. I sure hope you get drafted. I will definitely come to some games." Micah told Brock.
The game finally started at 9. By half time Micah was pretty hammered as he had 7 beers. He barely drank his eighth one. Brock was doing okay at half time but chunked his shirt as he was hot and kept pouring them down. By the end of the game, which their team had won, Brock was wasted as he downed 10 beers in 4 hours.
"Brock, there is no fucking way you are going to drive back to your apartment." Micah said as he saw how drunken Brock was.
Brock stepped outside to throw in a dip of Skoal, his old baseball habit. Micah thought it was gross but had seen him dipping at his apartment so he didn't think anything of it. "Fuck Micah, I can make it." Brock told him.
"Fuck dude, you can barely stand up. Your ass is staying here at my place until the morning." Micah told Brock. Brock finally agreed but would sleep on the couch. "Damn, dude, you don't have to sleep on the couch. Shit I got a queen size bed you can sleep on with me."
"Fuck no, dude, you are fucking gay just like the rest of your faggot ass swim buddies." Brock told Micah.
"Fuck you bitch. So what if I am fucking gay. I have never ever fucking touched you. If you knew then why the fuck you keep hanging around me." Micah said as he was now mad at Brock.
"Fuck I don't know. Shit, you and I went through a lot of fucking shit together and I didn't want to hurt your feelings. You never acted gay so I never gave it a second thought about you being gay." Brock said as he spit and was still drunk.
"When you fucking find out about me? How come you just now tell me you know?" Micah said. "Oh fuck Brock I should have been honest with you up front but I enjoyed rehabbing with you and all the shit we done together." Micah said as he started to cry.
"Fuck Micah don't fucking cry on me. I found out when the guys took me out on my birthday. One of the openly gay guys on the team told me that you and a bunch of guys on your swim team were gay as he was dating one of your teammates." Brock said as he let Micah cry on his shoulder. "Fuck dude, I trust you. I will sleep with you since I upset you so bad."
Micah reached up and kissed Brock on the cheek as to say he was sorry for getting upset at Brock. Brock then spit out his dip and was not quite as drunk as their little spat had sobered him up a little. Brock then seized the moment and kissed Micah on the lips. Micah was shocked and didn't know if it was a drunken kiss or a true love kiss.
"What the fuck, Brock? Fifteen minutes ago you were ragging me out about being gay and now you fucking kiss me on the lips. What the fuck?" Micah said to Brock.
"Micah, I really want to be with you tonight. Honestly I got so drunk so you would ask me to stay here tonight with you. Dude, I am in the closet. I have never told anyone this before. Fuck Micah, you are fucking hot as hell. The first time we showered together I knew I wanted you. You're fucking hot tanned body with your fucking cut abs, nice bubble ass and perfect cock was about more than I could handle without popping a bone." Brock told Micah.
"Fuck dude, I was thinking the same thing about you but thought you were fucking straight as an arrow. Your fucking body is hot too with that big cock and those low hanging balls and your nice pecs and abs you could have any person male or female you wanted. I did wonder a little bit as you never had a girl over." Micah said as he and Brock kissed.
"Oh fuck Micah, I want you so bad. I have never had sex with another person except a few drunken blow jobs from people I can't mention. Fuck Micah teach me how to suck a cock, rim an ass and how to fuck another guy." Brock told Micah as he undressed him in the living room. Brock was sobering up by the minute and could not believe how beautiful a body Micah had. "Fuck Micah, you are so fucking hot without clothes." Brock said as he felt Micah undo his pants and push his boxers to the floor. He stepped out of them as they made out standing nude in the living room.
"Fuck Brock you are so hot too. Let's go to my bed. Fuck I want to show you how to suck a cock, rim an ass and most importantly, how to fuck my ass good." Micah said as he led Brock into the bedroom. Micah laid Brock on the bed face up and started licking his hot body. He took a lot of time with his nipples and loved kissing his abs and licking them. By the time Micah made it to Brock's cock it was rock hard.
"Fuck Brock how big is this fucker?" Micah said as he started licking up and down Brock's big cock.
"The last time I measured it was 8 inches. Fuck, Micah that feels so fucking good. You like that big mushroom head."
"Oh fuck Brock you don't know how long I been waiting to do this. Fuck you are so hot and tasty." Micah said as he licked the precum off Brock's big mushroom head. He then took Brock's juicy cock into his mouth and sucked on it like he never sucked a cock before. Micah was in heaven as he sucked the stud he had wanted for sometime. He bobbed up and down and managed to get all 8 inches in his mouth as he was an expert at cocksucking since he had started when he was 15.
"Oh fuck Micah; you suck cock so good, matter-of-fact too good. Fuck dude, I am about to fucking cum." Brock warned Micah. Micah didn't let up as he took Brock's whole load in his mouth as he watched Brock's abs and body tense up as he shoot the load. Micah loved the taste of cum and swallowed that entire Brock shoot in his mouth.
"Fuck Brock, you taste so good." Micah told Brock as he kissed him after sucking him.
"Fuck dude, I want to suck your nice cock. I know I can get hard again as I have wanted to do this so long." Brock said as he licked on Micah's rock hard cock. He wanted to mock Micah so he took his time licking his cock and playing with his balls. Brock finally took a cock in his mouth for the first time. He barely got it in before he gagged a little.
"Relax. Breathe through your nose. Be gentle with my cock. Take your time." Micah instructed.
"Oh fuck it taste so good. Damn, I know why you like sucking cock. Fuck I could start to love it too." Brock said as he started sucking Micah's 6 inch cock. Micah pushed Brock's head down further and told him to breathe thru his nose. Brock caught on quickly and had the whole cock in his mouth in no time. Brock now knew how it felt to suck a cock and actually enjoyed it, especially since it was Micah's cock he was sucking.
"Fuck Brock that feels so good. Damn you caught on fast." Micah said as he removed his cock from Brock's mouth noticing that the 8 inches were hard again. Brock spread Micah's legs and told Micah his ass was so hot and started to lick it. Brock was a little hesitant at first as he didn't know if he would like licking someone's ass but he got into as he heard Micah's moans of joy and words of encouragement. Brock finally stuck his tongue in Micah's hot ass. He thought that it wasn't so bad so he kept tongue fucking that ass until Micah told him to stop.
"Fuck Brock that was fucking hot. My ass is ready for that big cock of yours. Grab a condom out of my dresser and the lube." Micah told Brock. Brock was hard as a rock and wanted to fuck Micah's ass so bad that he quickly did as he was told. Micah unrolled the condom on Brock's 8 inches and lubed it up. He gave the lube to Brock so Brock could put some on his ass. Micah got on all fours in the middle of the bed as he thought it would be easier for him to take all that cock that way.
"You ready for my cock? Fuck I am so ready Micah. Fuck I have wanted to fuck a guy since high school but never had the chance or opportunity. Fuck your ass looks so hot and ready for my big cock" Brock told Micah as he lined his cock up at Micah's hot hole.
"Brock, fuck me. Fuck I am glad to be your first. That is fucking hot. I know you want to fuck me hard but take your time and make it last." Micah said as he was waiting to feel Brock's big cock. He turned around and they kissed just as Brock was trying to find Micah's hole. Micah grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them apart to help Brock find his fuck hole.
Brock slowly put it in Micah's ass hoping not to hurt him. He felt his big mushroom head pop thru into Micah's ass. Brock could not believe he was actually fucking another guy, much less one as fucking hot as Micah. "Oh fuck Micah, it is in!! Fuck I can't believe my big cock is in a hot guy's fucking ass!!!" Brock shouted.
"Fuck it is so fucking big Brock. Fuck that feels so good. Fuck me!! I don't give a fuck who hears us tonight as I am getting fucked by the hottest guy on campus!!"
Brock then slides all his cock in Micah's ass as Micah was moaning and cussing so loud. Brock's cock did slip out and was amazed at the ease it went right back in Micah's ass. Brock loved fucking Micah's ass. Micah loved Brock's big cock in him and told him to fuck him harder, which Brock did.
Micah told Brock he wanted to ride that cock. So Brock sat down on the bed and let Micah's ass come down on his cock. Brock was amazed at how well Micah was taking his cock. Micah then told him he had been fucked a lot. Micah told Brock he was the swim team whore but was Brock's fucking whore tonight. Brock loved seeing Micah's tight ass body bouncing up and down on his big cock. Micah was now kissing Brock as he rode his cock. The bed was squeaking each thrust into Micah's ass. Brock felt his balls start to swell and took Micah off his cock. He barely had time to get rid of the condom before he flooded Micah's hot abs with his second load. Micah jacked off his hard cock for a minute and told Brock to get his face over near his cock. Micah moaned loudly as he shot his load all over Brock's cute face. Micah licked the cum off Brock's face slowly and then kissed him swapping cum as they kissed.
"Fuck that was hot as fuck, Micah. I fucking loved every minute of hot sex with you. I hope I am not one of your one nighters." Brock said as he was gazing into Micah's beautiful blue eyes.
"Fuck Brock, there is a game on tomorrow night. You are welcome to watch it with me." Micah said
"Fuck Micah I hope we get to see some of the game." Brock winked at Micah. Micah fell asleep on Brock's shoulder as Brock thought back to his hot fuck with Micah and how he had closed another game, the one where he fucks his hot rehab partner at the end.
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