A gay story: Wet Memories Ch. 03
Author’s Note: All characters that appear are over the age of 18.
Wet Memories — A Gateway Blowjob
*This is a story from my college days many years ago. We have wrote this together and changed the names. There are several parts to this series.*
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Sam had a good start to the season as he was off to a decent start. His game was so smooth though. It was hard not to admire it. Of course, I could tell from watching how he practiced in the fall he was a special player. One weekend, we had a series at home against a conference opponent. It was the middle of spring, sometime in early March. Sam always prided himself on being well rested before games, and I respected that so I was always quiet and would go to bed early out of respect for him. He always said I didn’t have to, but I wanted to be courteous.
Sam was sitting in bed watching film of himself, something he never did. I asked why and he simply said that his swing is not right and he wanted to try to fix it in the coming weekends batting practice sessions. He was hitting just over.300 and for someone who hit over.370 his entire high school career, I understood his frustration. I watched some clips and tried to offer some input.
When we got back to the room after the Friday game, he was pretty unhappy. What he thought would fix his issues only made it worse. Then Saturday and Sunday came. It was a difference like night and day. Little did we both know that with the fixes he had come up with and my input would make him catch fire in the coming games. After the Sunday game, his family went back home and we were chilling in the room. I had already showered while he was out with his family, so he took the chance to take one as well.
When Sam got out of the shower, as was his recent habits, he came out of the bathroom naked and sat at his desk and did some homework. We chatted about the weekend series and after he got done with his work, he put some film up on the big screen we had chipped in together to buy. We broke down each plate appearance and he pointed out the flaws that were gone with the changes we both had come up with. We watched film for maybe 30 minutes before he decided to shut it off. We both went to bed and the week continued as normal.
The team had a couple midweek games on the road, so I stayed back and watched the games on campus. The team won both games, and Sam had an outstanding midweek. He only got out once at the plate, which was still hit well. Later that night, I was lying in bed when I got a text from Sam.
It read, “My swing is the best it’s ever been. I’ll be back around midnight; I have something for you.”
I had no idea what he meant, because knowing Sam it could be anything. I simply liked his message and waited for him to come back. He must have got caught up at the locker room, because I had fallen asleep and when I heard him come back, it was a little after one in the morning.
“Damn dude, you’re a little late,” I jokingly told him.
“Yeah, we hit traffic on the highway,” Sam replied.
“Well, what is it you have for me?” I inquired as I sat up.
“I have a couple things actually. Here is one,” he said as he tossed me a baseball.
“What’s this for?”
“That is one of my five home run balls from the midweek. That’s for helping me fix my swing.”
I thanked Sam and set it on my desk. Sam then got into bed and we both went to sleep. He had an 8am class and I had a 7am. The next day, we got back from practice and took turns showering before we went to eat dinner. We got back from the dining hall and each had a lot of work to do. It was roughly 11:30 when we were both done. I was getting ready for bed when Sam asked me a question.
“You remember how I said I had a couple things for you last night but I only gave you the baseball?” he asked.
“Yeah, I just figured you forgot because you were so tired,” I replied.
“Well, you had the part about being tired right. Remember how you said you’d always be willing to help me if I needed anything?” Sam inquired.
Of course I remembered, but I was unsure of where he was going. If it was a blowjob he wanted, I had no issues doing that. It had been since the season started about 3 weeks ago, so I was willing to oblige him.
“What do you need man?” I asked, not trying to imply that I was eager to do anything if he wasn’t up to it.
“I would only ask you this because I haven’t had sex since the season started, but can you suck me off?” Sam asked.
“Of course man!” I exclaimed as I was willing to help him out.
I knew Sam was big on being focused during the season and it didn’t surprise me he had gone as long as he did to keep his competitive edge. Sam laid back on his bed and I walked over towards him. I must have been thinking about it too long, because as I walked over to Sam, he noticed that I had an erection and I hadn’t noticed it.
“Well, looks like you need attended to as well!” Sam exclaimed.
I realized what he was talking about and I was pretty embarrassed. Yes, I had masturbated many times to the thought of Sam’s cock, but I had never been so caught up in something as I was now.
“No, its fine,” I quickly jolted out in a panic.
“Look,” said Sam. “You’ve blown me like a dozen times. It’s the least I could do.”
I must have had a telling look on my face when Sam said that, because the truth was, I had grown so infatuated with Sam that I was beyond wanting to suck his dick, even though I hadn’t admitted it.
“Besides,” Sam continued. “I had more in mind than just you blowing me.”
“You did?” I said in a quick response.
“Mmhmm,” Sam started to reply. “What do you say?”
I smiled as I thought I’d never get the chance. I nodded my head and Sam motioned for me to get on his bed. I grasped his soft dick through his underwear.
“Come up here,” Sam demanded. “We have to get you on the same level as me.”
Sam pulled off my shirt and slid my shorts off and tossed them across the room. We both laughed as he tossed them away. Sam then wrapped his arms around me and pulled me towards him. Our chests met as our lips met. His soft, gentle lips felt amazing on mine. As we kissed, I felt his hands running along my back. It turned me on even more. I could feel his raw strength as his hands moved across my back. Then Sam backed away.
“Let’s go that underwear off you,” he said as he reached for my waist band.
I moved to where I was sitting over his chest as he pulled them off. Out plopped my 6.5″ shaved cock, fully erect, right into his face. He wrapped his lips instantly around the tip of my cock. I used the headboard on his bed to lean on as he slowly began to bob his head along my shaft. I moaned slightly as I felt him begin to fondle it as well. I looked down at Sam and he was enjoying himself. He paused briefly to tend to my balls. It felt amazing as he stroked my cock.
“I want to taste your cock too,” I told Sam as he stroked my dick.
I got off of Sam’s chest and Sam stood up and slid his underwear off. He pulled me towards him and we kissed more. I felt his bulge press against mine. I felt Sam reach down with a hand and fondle me as we kissed, so I began to do the same. After a few minutes of making out, Sam had an idea.