Merkle's Boner Chapter One
"Hey, Merkle! Get over here!" My baseball coach shouted across the diamond at me, calling me by my last name like he usually does.
"Coming sir," I shouted back, and bolted across the field to him. "Yes, sir?"
He talked to me about my throwing arm and my batting stance and everything. Apparently I was doing really well, I just needed a little improvement, and with the game against our rival team coming up in a few days, we needed all the improvement we could get. I nodded in understanding and went back onto the field to play.
"Jordan, I can't drive you right now," my mom told me when I asked her to take me to the batting cages that night. She was busy ferociously typing on her computer, and didn't even look up at me. "I have a lot of work I need to do tonight. Sorry, honey. Tomorrow, maybe."
"But our game in two days, I need all the practice I can get!"
"You have legs, don't you?"
So that's how I wound up walking to the batting cages at 8 o'clock at night. It was just starting to get dark, and the batting cages weren't too far away, but I was still nervous. A fifteen-year-old kid in a baseball uniform walking down the street. That totally doesn't scream, "rape me." Any potential molesters might be taken aback by my height; I was very tall for my age. But they might see the puffy blonde hair and my bright blue eyes and and think it was worth it. So I hurried to the batting cages as fast as I could.
I set up the machine and took my stance. Nearly every time a ball came out, I hit it no problem. My swing was a little wide, though, so I started paying attention to how far my bat went. After a couple of minutes, my concentration seemed to fade, as I noticed a tingling sensation in my pelvic region. I hit another ball, and this time I realized that I hadn't put on my cup correctly, and it was rubbing up against my...privates. I ignored it and continued to strike the balls, improving my stance, but now each time I twisted my body and swung, I was aware of my dick rubbing against my cup, and I found myself growing with each swing. By the time the machine was empty, I was standing at full attention.
Nobody was around; it was 9 o'clock at night. The sky had gone dark, and the batting cages were empty. What was the harm in taking my little guy out to play? I quickly surveyed the area to look for security cameras. There were none. I double-checked to make sure nobody was there, and unbuckled my pants, letting them drop to my ankles. I had decided to go commando that day, so my dick sprung out immediately, the head pressing out of the athletic cup. I pulled off the cup, revealing my rock hard circumcised meat. Last time I had measured it, which was a few weeks ago, it reached about 6 inches long, and 2 inches wide. I gave it a couple tugs, and it sent spasms of pleasure through my body. I let out of a soft moan, and quickly looked around again to make sure no one was watching.
I hadn't jacked off yet today, because of school and practice and homework, so this felt extremely amazing. My hand slowly stroked up and down my shaft, my fingers tenderly playing with my head. Pre-cum started leaking out of my piss slit, and I dabbed it with my fingers and spread it across my shaft to lube it up. I let out another moan, a bit louder this time, and started to pump faster as I slowly climbed to my climax.
As my right hand pumped my hard cock, my left hand massaged my balls, and twirled my thin blonde pubes. Then, slowly, my left hand moved from my front to my side, and massaged my thigh, slowly reaching over and running its gentle fingers over my ass cheeks. I ran my fingers at the entrance, and slowly massaged my hole. It felt so amazing, I involuntarily thrust and let out a gasp of ecstasy. Slowly, my index finger entered my asshole, and I gasped again, this time in pain. It swirled around inside; the initial pain was gone, and now all that was left was a beautiful, tender moment of pure ecstasy, before, with a few final tugs, I shot my seed all over the floor of the batting cage room. My knees grew weak and I fell on them, still leaking the remnants of my orgasm. My mouth lay agape and my hand sticky with seed. I breathed irregularly and quickly. I wiped my hand on the floor, got up, pulled up my pants and stomped out the rest of my cum and left, leaving no trail of any of the night's excitements behind.
Merkle's Boner was originally only supposed to be a one-shot. However, upon completion of this chapter, I thought, "I could expand on this. I should go forward with his adventures up until the big game." And so, Merkle's Boner was split into three Parts, this being the first. Part three or four was when the big game came in, but by then, I had added a character that I'd come to love, who you will meet in the next chapter. I decided to expand on their relationship and see where I could take them, and thus, Merkle's Boner was born. The title may change to reflect the more serious nature of the piece. Eight chapters have currently been finished, and the ninth is underway. I hope you enjoyed this piece! Let me know what you thought!
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