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It was probably one of the hottest days of the summer and Jeremy York was stuck at the ball field working on his batting game.

It wasn’t all bad. He knew he needed the practice. This would be his Senior year and he wanted to be ready. So far he had zero offers to play anywhere after high school and without some sort of scholarship, he could kiss a collegiate career goodbye. But fuck was it hot.

*clink* *clink* *clink*

He had really gotten into a rhythym with his batting. Tossing the ball up and hitting it with his metal bat into the batting cage. He emptied the bucket of balls he was using and stood straight up from his batting position to stretch, letting out a groan and arching his back as he did.

He pulled his shirt from where it was stuffed into one of the batting cage holes and began to towel off the sweat that was running down his body. He had thrown his shirt off within ten minutes of getting to the field. He dried his face off and worked his shirt down his neck, across his pecs, and down his abs. He had put on a lot of muscle this summer and was proud of his body. His chest and shoulders had filled out well from working out all summer and his abs were noticeably defined. With his golden tan, dark curly hair, and bright grey eyes: he was definitely one of the most attractive guys at the high school - and he knew it.

He continued drying off his abs and then ran his shirt down his shorts to dry up some of the sweat trapped in his boxer briefs. After he pulled his shirt out, he instinctively gave it a whiff and was both disgusted and attracted to musky smell of his own body.

“Sup, York?”

Jeremy almost jumped and almost screamed as he turned around to see who had snuck up on him.

Klein Welch opened the door to the batting cage and stuck out a hand for Jeremy to shake.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s no problem.”

Jeremy met Klein’s hand with his own and gave him a firm shake. Both being Senior captains of the baseball team, they had rough hands full of calluses.

“I swear you’re up here every time I drive by.” Said Klein.

“I know. It’s senior year man. It’s all or nothing. And my parents can’t afford tuition so it’s this or nothing.”

“Yeah I get that.”

Klein was the same age as Jeremy; they had both turned 19 in May. He was about three inches taller than Jeremy (who was six foot even) and about the same build: broad shoulders and a strong chest. Klein was naturally a better ball player than Jeremy but didn’t work quite as hard. It didn’t bother Jeremy that much, he knew that some people just had raw talent.

Like Jeremy, Klein’s only chance for college was a baseball scholarship, but, unlike Jeremy, he did not have a strong desire to go into college. His dad had been a carpenter all his life and Klein knew enough to eventually take over the small business.

“Are you done practicing for the day or do you want to throw some?”

The sun had began to set but Jeremy had nothing better to do.

“Hell no, let’s do it. I’m sick of batting anyway.”

They both left the cages and headed to the field. Klein was already sweating and took his shirt off, tossing it on the nearby bleachers as he led Jeremy through the gates. Jeremy looked up after Klein had taken off his shirt and couldn’t help but admire his back muscles. When they reached center field, Klein turned around to face Jeremy, revealing his defined chest and tight abs. He had definitely been working out this summer too.

They began just tossing the ball back and forth to warm up. Jeremy’s back was to the setting sun and gave him a well lit view of Klein’s muscled body. With every throw, each muscle from his shoulder to his abs tightened.

Jeremy had always known when a guy looked good. It wasn’t hard to pick the handsome ones apart from the not so good looking guys. He had never been with a guy or desired to. In fact he had a girlfriend up until that May. She had broken up with him, ironically, the day before his birthday. It didn’t matter much since he felt like he needed to spend less time with her and more time practicing, but that didn’t matter to his aching balls. While she could sometimes be a bitch, they generally had a good time hanging out together, and even better times fucking each other. Since the breakup, Jeremy hadn’t gone a day without jacking off.

Anyway it didn’t matter or have anything to do with Klein. Klein worked out - and it paid off. Jeremy knew that: nothing more or less.

“So I heard you and Jess broke it off.”

Jeremy broke out of his semi trance and tossed the ball back to Klein.

“Yeah. She broke up with me the day before my birthday.”

Jeremy rolled Klein a grounder. Klein scooped it up.

“Aw dude that sucks. I’m sorry.”

Klein threw it back to Jeremy.

“It’s not that terrible. I need more time to practice anyway and to be honest she could be a real bitch.”

Jeremy threw the ball to Klein.

“That’s fair.” Replied Klein.

“The worst part about it is that I have been so fucking horny.”

As he said this Klein went to throw the ball back but laughed and ended up throwing it clean over Jeremy’s head and over the fence.

“Shit.” Klein said as Jeremy turned to get it.

“No wait dude, I can get it. Bad throw.”

Klein took off jogging past Jeremy and headed outside the gate.

As he ran into the sun Jeremy noticed that, as the sun hit Klein’s light blue shorts, he could see the sillouette of Klein’s legs through them. Not only his legs, but he could make out what looked like his cock and balls right between them.

“The fuck...?” Jeremy said to himself as he snapped himself out of staring at the sillouette of his friends package. What was that about? Why the fuck was he staring at his teammates balls.

“FUCK!” Klein shouted.

Jeremy whipped his head around in the direction Klein had chased after the ball but couldn’t see him. He began running towards where he heard the shout.

“Klein? You okay buddy?”

Jeremy found Klein laying on the ground holding his thigh about 20 feet from the field.

“What happened dude?”

“I tripped in a fucking hole back there and landed on this rock.” With that Klein pointed at a rock about a foot from him that was bigger than his head.

Jeremy knelt down to help his friend.

“Are you okay? What did you hit?”

“The fucking rock Jeremy!”

“No, I know that. I mean where did you get hurt?”

Klein pulled his left short leg up a little to reveal a big bruise that had already began to form. Right in the middle of the bruise was a spot where the rock had pierced the skin. There was a little old and mud on his leg.

“Damn bro. That looks painful.”

“It is. Can you help me up?”

Jeremy pulled Klein up and got under his left arm so he wouldn’t have to put pressure on the leg.

“Want me to take you to your truck?” Jeremy said.

“No let’s go to the locker room. I want to wash it off.”

With that Jeremy helped Klein hobble over to the locker room. Klein’s arm was wrapped around his neck and Jeremy couldn’t ignore the musky smell coming off of his friend. It smells a lot like himself, yet a little different. Jeremey’s left hand was holding onto Klein’s left arm but his right was wrapped around Klein’s torso to keep him from falling over. Jeremey’s hands instinctively felt the side of Klein’s pec and then he lowered his hand and felt his abs.

When they reached the locker rooms Jeremy sat Klein on a bench inside.

“Can you turn the shower on for me.”

Jeremy froze for a second. Being in the baseball team, showering and changing with other guys was definitely not uncommon. Every day after practice there were upwards of twenty guys taking turns at four open showers. So that wasn’t new to him. However, something felt different today. Being alone with just Klein. He felt suddenly nervous.

“Uh yeah no problem.”

He walked over to the first shower and turned both knobs to get the temperature right. Not to hot or cold. He walked back to Klein to help him walk to the shower and stick his leg in. But when he turned around he realized Klein was working on removing his shorts.

“I guess you’re getting in the shower.” Jeremy said.

“Might as well. FUCK. I can’t get my shorts pass my knees. It fucking hurts to use my leg.”

Jeremy walked over to Klein.

“Can you help me? No homo?”

Jeremy laughed, bent down, and pulled Klein’s shorts off in one quick motion.

“Commando huh? Haha”

“Shut it dude. I hate wearing underwear if I can help it. Plus who’s gonna be staring at my cock. You? Haha”

But Jeremy was staring at Klein’s cock. Not long enough to be notciced by Klein, but for just a moment he took in every detail about Klein’s manhood. It has to be 8 inches soft (two inches longer than Jeremy’s 6-incher). He was circumcised like Jeremy. However, instead of a ring of dark pubic hair, Klein had just a little blonde hair. I guess this shouldn’t be surprising since Klein had blonde hair, but it looked so new to Jeremy. So...good.

Klein began to get up and started to fall back, but before he fell Jeremy assumed his position under his arm to steady him.

“Let me help.” He said.

“Thanks.”

They both walked to the shower and stopped at the water.

“I’m not going to be able to stand in there dude. I don’t mean to be gay at all but can you get in with me?”

“Yeah no problem.” Jeremy began a forward motion into the shower.

“Wait...are you gonna leave your shorts on?”

Jeremy hadn’t thought about it. He was to focused on Klein’s body.

“Ummm..”

“You can take them off. It’s only us. No homo.”

“Okay. Yeah. Sure.” Jeremy, still holding onto Klein with his right hand, slid his shorts and underwear off with his left.

As he did it he swore he saw Klein watching him from the corner of his eye. And he was bending over to pull his shorts from around his feet, he could have sworn that Klein’s cock had grown just a tad bigger.

“There.” Jeremy said and they both walked under the water.

“Fuck it stings.” Klein said as the water hit his wound.

Jeremy instinctively looked down and saw the water washing away the blood and dirt.

“You know, it actually doesn’t look that bad without the junk all over it. You’ll have one hell of a bruise but I don’t think the cut is too deep.”

“Well that’s good I guess.” Klein began to reach for some soap to clean out the cut but almost fell in the process.

“No way dude. You’re gonna fall.”

“Well I don’t want it to get infected and shit!”

Jeremy looked at the cut again. Most of the dirt and blood had washed away. About 6 inches to the left of Klein’s groun was a cut probably 2 inches long and half that wide.

“I can do it for you.” Jeremy said as he reached for the soap.

“Woah,” Klein stopped him, “that’s a little close to the goods don’t you think?”

“If there was a line here we’ve already crossed it. Now hold still.” Jeremy grabbed the soap and before Klein could object any further began to clean the cut.

“Ouuuuuuch! That hurts!” Klein yelled.

Jeremy laughed. “Shut up you pussy!”

“Does it LOOK like I have a pussy to you?” Klein said, thrusting his hips forward to show off his dick.

Jeremy laughed again. “Put that thing away before you poke somebody’s eye out.”

As soon as he said that, Klein twisted his hips and slapped Jeremy, who had bent down to get a better look at the cut, right in the face with his cock. Jeremy recoiled back.

“Fuck! Gross dude!”

Klein began laughing so hard that he fell on his butt in the shower causing both of them to crack up.

“Okay dude seriously let me finish.” Jeremy said as he finished soaping the wound and then let the water wash it away. As he did this he looked at Klein’s cock again. There was no doubt. It was significantly bigger than before. At half mast at least.

Jeremy chuckled. “Am I making you excited?”

“Shut up. It’s been so long since anyone has touched me. It’s involuntary okay.”

“Dude I totally get it. Like I said I’ve been so fucking horny all summer. I literally jerk off at least once a day. Sometimes more.”

“Yeah dude, same.”

They both were silent for a few minutes as Jeremy continued to soap and massage Klein’s leg. Every time he ran the bar of soap over the wound, he got closer to Klein’s now fully hardened cock. Jeremy looked up at Klein to see he had leaned his head back against the shower wall and closed his eyes.

Jeremy looked back down at Klein’s cock for what seemed like an hour. He thought for a long time about his next move.