For any sports fan the ultimate reward can be the chance to meet your favorite player in person. Of course, the chance to meet them in the locker room after the game is an added bonus, but generally requires a bit more work. Every year when I buy my season tickets I am entered into a raffle for lots of prizes I generally never win so I don't really think much about it. However, this year, I got a prize notice and was actually surprised. The package I had won was one of the larger prizes, included was; a guided tour of the ballpark, a fully catered skybox for me and 30 of my closest friends, throwing out the ceremonial first pitch and an opportunity to be in the locker room during the pre- game strategy meeting, with photos after. I was in heaven...finally a chance to actually talk to number 33 -- the man of mine, and several other gay men's, wet dreams.
On the day of the game, I spent several hours getting ready. I wanted to look perfect. Of course, I was sure that I had no chance with this man, but I still wanted to look my best. I arrived at the park early with a nervous anticipation. What would I do when I met him, what would I say, how would I act? I had promised myself I'd remain calm and remember that he is just a person, but in the heat of the moment I really just hoped I wouldn't embarrass myself.
I met the PR person, Evan, and checked in; I signed all the forms, let them know which players I would like to meet, etc. Then we started on the tour of the ballpark, which was quite interesting, but only a prelude to the event I was looking forward to most. After the tour, we had about an hour or so before the strategy meeting. Evan asked if there was anything I wanted to see or do that wasn't on the agenda. Now, I had been checking out Evan since I had first met him, five foot eight with a stocky build and a tuft of brown fur poking out the top button of his shirt, but I was afraid to make a move. Evan, on the other hand, did not have any such issues. As he leaned in to kiss me, he said he knew all the places in the building where two guys could be alone. He didn't have to ask me twice. As I followed him to a secluded office nearby, I was entranced by the way his ass moved in his chinos. Once we had our privacy, Evan began taking my clothes off, button by button he kissed his way down my chest, careful not to miss a single spot. After he had taken my shirt off he made sure to kiss every part of my chest and neck before he started to work his way toward my jeans. He saw how my excitement had been building to the point that my cock was straining in my jeans. He started to suck it through the fabric, causing me to let out a deep moan. The leer on his face when he looked up at me told me I was in for a lot more. Soon he was pulling my jeans down my legs and he began to take my hard cock in his expert mouth...I was in ecstasy. He slowly slid his mouth down my cock making sure to taste every inch of it as he went. Way too soon his cock sucking had me close to climax, so I pulled him up to me and started kissing him.
Finally, I had the chance to give a little back to this hot man. I followed his lead by kissing my way down his chest as I unbuttoned his shirt. I made sure to kiss every inch of his chest. When I got to his nipples he let out a deep growl letting me know I had hit a hot spot. I continued kissing down his torso to his waist, but when I got to his Dockers, I stopped using my hands, I undid his pants and pulled them down only using my teeth and then began to suck his cock through the tent in his boxers. After I had gotten them very wet I pulled them down to reveal his gorgeous cock and began to reciprocate the amazing blowjob I had just received. As Evan's moans got louder I knew he was getting close, but again I wasn't ready for this to be over. I pulled up and started kissing him again. As I did I whispered in his ear that I wanted to feel him inside me. Evan was only too happy to oblige. As he slowly turned me around and bent me over a nearby desk I was almost dripping with anticipation. Evan kissed his way down my back and gave me a quick rimming to make sure I was ready for him. After having me writhe in pleasure for about five minutes he placed his hard cock against my hole. I was more then ready to take him. He reached into his pocket for a condom before he slowly slipped inside me, his sigh let me know he liked what he was feeling. After I thought I was filled to the brim, he kept going making me feel even more full. As I moaned my pleasure, he hit bottom. He took a second to enjoy where he was then started pulling out, but just to the tip. Holding it there he teased me before he started to pound my ass so hard I had a hard time standing up, even while leaning against the desk in front of me, but I was able to return his pounding stroke for stroke. I could have gone on like this forever, but Evan was showing signs of cumming. I told him I wanted to see him shoot his load and he pulled out and shot all over the desk. Seeing this sent me over the edge as well and soon my cum joined his.
As we recovered, Evan noticed the time and saw that we now had 5 minutes to get to the locker room for the pre-game meeting and photo-op. As we rushed to get dressed and get to the locker room, Evan let me in on a little secret. The first player on my list, number 33, the one I was most excited to meet, had been with Evan the night before. I tried to ask him what he meant, but we had arrived at the locker room and he could only smile.
The next hour or so was a blur, lots of hand shaking, photos, and rushing around trying not to be in the way. However, I was able to spend a few precious minutes with Nathan -- number 33. After the photo session, Evan escorted me to the field for the first pitch and then back up to the Skybox where all my friends were waiting. On the way to the skybox Evan told me he had been "seeing" Nathan for the last few months, but that he wasn't willing to give our player what he really wanted, an exclusive relationship. I was floored, was it possible that the one man I had lusted after for all these years was actually attainable? I was more then willing to be his man in the wings and rub his aches away after the game...please just tell me where to sign up and I would be there!! Evan could read the look on my face and he told me he would see what he could do.
About a week later I got a call from Evan inviting me over to his house for a dinner party. He said I should strongly consider attending as there was a chance I would get to spend some time with Nathan. When I showed up, most everyone was already there and talking. I recognized several people from the team, but felt a bit out of place as I had never really met any of them. I was also a bit disappointed; Nathan was not there. Evan started to introduce me around, but avoided the subject of Nathan. I had just begun to resign myself that he was going to be a no-show when the front door opened. There he was, looking hotter then he did in his uniform. When he saw me, his face lit up with a smile and I felt like I was the only person in the world. Over the next few hours we talked about everything, and it was as though no-one else was around, and not one person even tried to come talk to us. I think Evan was letting us have our time and keeping people away. As the night wore down Nathan asked if he could take me home. Not worrying about my car I said yes, anything to be able to spend more time with this man.
As he placed me in the car (yes placed, a true gentleman) he made sure I was comfortable before going around and taking his place in the drivers seat. On the way home he kept me talking, or should I say distracted, so that I didn't realize that he had never asked me where I lived. When he stopped the car, I came to realize that when he asked if he could take me home, he had meant his home. He coyly asked if I was comfortable with that and I just smiled.
He gave me the guided tour, carefully pointing out some of the improvements he had made, mostly with his own hands. As I got to know more about Nathan, and see more of who he was off the field, I fell more in love with him...not that I was going to say that. He masterfully ended the tour in the immense master suite. As he showed me around, he never took his hand off me. He had constantly had a hand either on the small of my back or on my arm. When the tour was over he pulled me close, looked me straight in the eye, and asked if he could kiss me. I didn't know what to say, I just looked in his eyes and started to lean in. As our lips touched for the first time my entire body started to tingle. When he pulled away, our eyes met, I could see straight into his soul, it was as though I could already see our entire lives together in those amazing emerald eyes. He asked me to stay over and before I could even start to answer, he put a finger to my lips and said he just wanted to cuddle and have my face be the first thing he sees in the morning. I smiled and said that sounded wonderful. Nathan gave me a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to wear and left me alone to change (again a perfect gentleman). As we crawled into bed, it felt as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
The next morning I awoke to the smell of breakfast. Nathan had gotten up early, made breakfast, and was now sitting next to me waiting for me to wake up. As I opened my eyes, he smiled and leaned in for a kiss. I pulled him close to me and gave him a very passionate kiss, to which he reciprocated. At this point, breakfast became a forgotten memory.
I pulled him down into the bed and started making out with him, running my hands along his back and pulling him closer to me. At first, he was hesitant, still trying to be the perfect gentleman, but he soon gave in and became a very willing participant. He rolled me onto him and I pulled his shirt up kissing up his torso as I did. When I got to his nipples I made sure to give them lots of attention and he let out a deep moan. He pulled me up to him and started kissing me while pulling my shirt up over my head. I could feel his cock through his shorts against my thigh and was very interested in getting to see more of it. I began kissing back down his chest toward his throbbing cock, but he had other plans. He pushed me off him and threw me down on the bed face down, came up behind me, ripping through my shorts as he did. I was now fully exposed to him and ready to do whatever he asked. He started to kiss his way down my back making sure I could not move the entire time and when he reached my ass, he growled his appreciation. He didn't spend too long admiring though. Soon he took each cheek into a massive hand and pulled them apart. He sunk his face down to my hole and started rimming me. For the next 20 minutes all I could do was moan in pleasure and hope I didn't cum just from what he was doing. Without missing a beat, Nathan reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. When his tongue stopped, he rose up and shoved his eight-inch cock into my hole in one stroke. I was in heaven, and my loud moans proved it. He slid out to the tip and slowly shoved it back in. He began fucking me harder, pinning me down to the bed while he did. I didn't know which way was up, and I was close to cumming without even touching myself.
I think he sensed this and stopped with his cock fully inside me. He rolled me over so that I was on my back and took my cock in his mouth, having never taken his cock out of my ass. As he sucked my cock while fucking my ass I went over the edge. I came so hard and so fast I was amazed Nathan didn't choke. Instead, he took every last drop of me and then pounded my ass even harder until he dumped his thick load so far up my ass I could taste it. As he collapsed on top of me he kissed me, and I could taste my cum in his mouth. I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"How was breakfast?" I asked
"Very tasty" he said and gave me another long kiss.
We saw each other almost every night after that, even when he was out of town, and the relationship just got stronger. And, if anything, the sex got hotter.