Outfielder Tommy Knox is said to "own" pitcher Wayne Kerley because he always hits well when Wayne is on the mound. What the public doesn't know is that the two men have long been involved in a committed, loving relationship. They met and fell in love while playing in the minor leagues, but were called up to the majors and now play for opposing teams.<br><br>Tommy and Wayne have managed to stay together through twelve closeted years. Being on different teams means they have to spend most of the baseball season apart.<br><br>In the final year of his contract, Wayne considers retirement as his career begins to wind down. The thought of life without baseball seems nearly impossible, but he keeps his fears and dread to himself. Tommy still has two years left of his contract, and all the successes, defeats, and injuries that entails. Can the two reconcile their love of each other and the game?

Ownage

“Probably some animal come to watch,” Tommy says. “Maybe they’re picking up on the smell of sex.”


“Oh, great,” I reply, not breaking stride. “Last thing we need is some bear with a hard-on.”


“We’ve got one of those now,” says Tommy, and we return to important matters.


I feel the rise way too soon. “Ah, shit. I’m gonna come.”


And with that, I start pounding, spewing filth as I pump out a load. Off to one side, I hear more rustling. Maybe something got inspired.


When I’m done, I pull out and Tommy rolls over, dick tall. I pull a few big breaths, then fall onto him and suck him off. I hardly have my mouth on him when he starts spewing and I swallow it all, wanting every drop of him.


At last we’re done, and we lay side by side, holding hands.


“I think something was fucking with us,” I offer after a bit. “Did you hear all that rustling?”


Chapter 16