Scoring In Little League
Set during episode 8x16 during a short break in Jamie's Baseball try-outs.
It had been just over a month since Julian's wedding day, yet despite marrying the love of his life his thoughts were plagued by feelings of guilt and confusion over the events that transpire just hours before the ceremony. He lay awake countless nights staring into the pitch black darkness, but in his mind, he was there again. Reliving every movement and sensation. He knew he didn't feel a romantic connection towards Nathan, whom he had only recently started a budding friendship with, but that didn't quell the hard on that strained against his underwear at the first thought of it. He was in no doubt after experiencing both on the same day that he preferred the rough, masculine quality Nathan exhibited. Brooke was a poor substitute physically. There was something in their similarities as two men that exhilarated him to his core. And he'd be lying if he said he hadn't had several early morning jerk off sessions in the shower replaying that memory. Sometimes he had to remind himself that it actually happened. And when he did. He smiled.
The day he returned to Tree Hill after his honeymoon Nathan insisted on having celebratory beers at Tric, to which Julian felt obligated. Secretly he was hoping their adventurous experience would be a talking point, as he still struggled to grasp the concept of guys casually doing what they had. Much to his disappointment Nathan merely caught him up to speed on what he had missed. Deciding to take matters into his own hands Julian saw an opportunity to raise questions once the topic of Haley's pregnancy was brought up.
"Yeah, so it's going to be a girl, at least according to the doctors. I don't wanna get my hopes up too soon." Said Nathan. Julian nervously seized his moment.
"That's…That's awesome man. That whole 'sex thing' must be…a bummer? Since Haley's … out of commission…" Julian questioned, wincing at his own use of expressions. His heart thud as he anxiously awaited a reply. Instead Nathan simply sipped his beer, and gave him a long piercing look into his eyes. Julian held his breath.
"…Yeah man you have no idea" he said breaking into a smile and taking another swig of beer "Feels like it's getting worse by the day. And there's only so much I can achieve myself" he said, raising his right hand. They sat in silence as Julian contemplated a response that would lend itself to more discussion of their activities. Nathan realised Julian's intentions long before he had a chance to continue the conversation and upped his game. He leaned back in his bar stool and cracked his knuckles. Through his shirt he gave his smooth chest a slow scratch, directly in Julian's eye-line.
"Well" he said, standing up facing his friend "I'm gonna go take a leak" he informed Julian, cupping his crotch in his left hand and shaking it teasingly as he walked backwards towards the men's toilets. Julian sat in a minor state of shock. He wanted to talk about the incident but it never occurred to him that Nathan might have wanted to a repeat performance in a public restroom. He felt his cock begin to grow. He imagined the wealth of acts they could deliver upon each other in the dirty men's room. Rather quickly he felt a small collection of pre-cum appear on his boxers. His shaft was tingling with the urge to feel Nathan's naked flesh. Suddenly he was overcome with fear at the prospect of committing such indecencies in an environment where they could be caught. Guilt spread through his body as he recalled how he had already allowed himself to pleasure himself with Nathan once already, and something in conscience told him to bail.
He made for the exit without so much as an indication to Nathan that he was leaving. He folded his jacket in his arm so it hung, covering below his waist, discreetly hiding his engorged member. Once he reached the inside of his truck he leaned his head back and took some long, slow breaths to try and calm himself. However, his dick still ached with desire. He placed his hand delicately over the area, pressing the denim of his jeans against. The sensation made his entire body shake. He began to rapidly rub his ever growing bulge until he took a deep inhale of breath, his jaw quivered and his cock erupted in his boxers. Once his feelings subsided and he began to go limp he awkwardly tried to reposition himself in his seat so he wouldn't be distracted by the vast amount of cum swimming in his tight underwear. It was like someone had poured lotion down his pants. No matter how he sat he could still feel the squelch emitted from his crotch and he realised he was going to have to bear the brunt of his slimy manhood. He bit his lip the hold journey home, trying to avoid displaying any facial clues to anyone who may see. Once he arrived home and found the house empty he made his way to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and slowly scrunched them down to his ankles. From here he assessed the scale of his orgasm. His bright red boxer briefs were now plastered with a dark patch covering the majority of his crotch and even seeping down his legs. Rather than remove them and retrieve a fresh pair he found himself groping himself. The slippery feeling as he rubbed his dick and balls gave him a small indication of the sensation Nathan must have felt sliding on his cum soaked chest. Driven to the point where his dick began to swell yet again, he decided to call it quits and simply get changed. Nathan, however, remained very much in the forefront of his mind for the remainder of the day.
Which brings him to his current situation. After essentially rejecting Nathan's offer an unwanted distance was created between the two. Julian was busy with married life, shooting a commercial and spending Valentines relieving his urges with Brooke and had not had an opportunity to spend more guy time with Nathan. Until now. His invitation to help coach Jamie's Little League was, in his view, an obvious attempt for Nathan to gain face time with him. Something Julian had be waiting for in frustration. His inability to be of any help in sporting situations was apparent to everyone so he knew Nate must have something planned. And this notion fuelled his sexual desire like nothing he'd ever felt.
He bid farewell to Brooke as he left, who gave him a playful slap on the ass. As he started the engine of his truck he couldn't help but think how better that slap would have made him feel coming from Nathan, or any man really. He shook his head to remove the thought and proceeded to drive to Kennedy Park. He arrived slightly late but that did nothing to diminish the smile on Nathan's face upon seeing him tread steps onto the field. Clay also displayed an almost flirtatious grin, but Julian determined that his time with Nathan tainted his view of male facial expressions. Even through his leather jacket the form of Nathan's powerful pecs could still be made out through the layers of clothing. A baseball hurtled through the air and landed just inches behind Nathan. He wasted no time bending over to pick up the offending projectile giving Julian an open glance firm ass encased in tight denim. Transfixed in his gaze he was brought back by an approaching Clay. Nathan jogged across the field to return the ball to Chuck who hadn't realised he wasn't pitching. Clay swaggered over to Julian and gave him a gentle fist bump to the shoulder.
"Hey, you made it. That's great we need all the men we can get." He said, pleased.
"Of course, why wouldn't I?" Julian retorted.
"Well, I mean I know sports aren't really your thing. Unless. Unless, is baseball your thing?"
"I guess it's alright." Julian humoured him. Clay nodded.
"I take it you're good with balls then?" Clay said, his eyes darting towards Julian's middle. Julian furrowed his brow and cocked his head back, unsure whether he was misinterpreting his signals.
"I…Wha-" he said, fumbling his words before being interrupted by Nathan's return.
"Hey guys we're about ready to get started here." Nathan stated. Julian was placed in a far corner of the field while Nathan and Clay remained near the dugout getting the children prepared to bat. Julian couldn't shake the feeling that Clay was literally referring to his balls, and pondered whether Nathan had perhaps discussed their morning together with his fellow agent. 'Then again' he thought 'They're both guys as well. It stands to reason that they help each other out from time to time. After all as Nathan says it's just guys being guys'. His thought process was interrupted by the roaring of an engine and the screech of brakes. From a neon green car in the distance out stepped a handsome young man with an athletic build and a subtle sway in his hips. Accompanied by a woman in a short dress Julian understood him to be Fortitudes latest prospective client. While he struggled to hear the entirety of the conversation from his post he managed to squeeze in a reference to his baseball glove, hollered from the other side of the field.
Almost as soon as he had arrived he sped off again leaving a faint shade of smoke in the air and the smell of burning rubber. After an hour allowing the kids to demonstrate their batting abilities Nathan called a time out for a half hour break. Julian was relieved as he had been holding back the urge to pee for the past forty-five minutes. Sprinting over to Nathan, Julian informed him of his situation.
"Hey man, where are the toilets in this place I am seriously on the verge of pissing my pants" he admitted through a laugh. Nathan joined in on the laughter with a simple chuckle.
"Yeah, there aren't any. Sorry dude, gonna have to hold it." He replied with sympathetic eyes.
"No, no, no. I need to go. Like NOW." Julian said impatiently. Nathan opened his mouth in the hope that a solution would slip out.
"I dunno…Why...Why don't you just do what the other guys do and go round the back of the equipment shed?"
"Out here? In public?" he replied, shocked at the idea having never taken a piss in such a public place before.
"Yeah, no big deal. It's the whole point of having a dick Julian you can go wherever you want, just whip it out and get it over with." He said with a smile. Julian averted his eyes when he mention the word 'dick' for fear of establishing awkward eye contact. Nathan however remained shameless, well aware the effect those types of words would have on him.
"But…But what abou-" Julian hesitated. Nathan rolled his eyes and laughed.
"It's enclosed by trees, don't worry no one's gonna see Baker Junior."
Julian nodded and cautiously made his way down the dirt path leading around to the rear of the equipment shed.
"Hey Julian!" Nathan shouted. Julian turned, only a few feet away from him.
"I might need a piss too you know" Nathan suggested, raising his eyebrows. Julian stood silent.
"I'll be round in a minute" Nate promised.
Julian turned nervously around and made way to the shed at a quicker pace. His head was swirling with the potential outcomes of Nathan's impending arrival. His heart was pounding in his mouth. He reach the very back of the shed and turned the corner, past some racks holding bats and a pile of damaged helmets. Around the corner was indeed closed off by thick woodland with the path he had just taken being the only entrance. The wall most guys used as a public toilet was quite large, made from old wood with a scrap of metal panelling along the left-hand side next to the dirt track. The smell was a definite indicator that men came to use this place as a pissing spot but the smell oddly didn't completely disgust him.
He began tapping his foot frantically to distract himself from the pain developing in his bladder. With no Nate in sight he reluctantly gave in and approached the wall, directly in front of the metal panel. He unbuckled his brown leather belt with a clink, popped open his top button and quickly unzipped his fly. He reached into his boxers and fished out his cock. Resting his hands at the base of his shaft he held a firm grip as he unleashed the stream he had been holding back. The splatter and drizzle against the mental added to the satisfactory feeling of relief that rushed to ever corner of his body. He closed his eyes and allowed his head to roll back as the cold outdoor air gushed over his exposed flesh. Out of nowhere he felt a warm hand planted on his left shoulder, gliding over his back as the body moved to his right side. 'Nathan' he thought. The sound of footsteps stopped and he knew the person was getting ready to unzip. A smile rose across his face.
"That's quite the flow you've got going there." A voice said. Julian's eyes snapped open. He recognised the voice. But it did not belong to Nathan. As he turned his head to his right his heart stopped as he realised the culprit was Clay, who was making non-subtle eye contact with his bare skin on display. Clay had his signature half-smirk across his face as he admired Julian's manhood. Julian on the other hand remained in shock. He was not expecting to be caught in this position. His nerves soon took over and he found himself unable to finish what he had started, despite trying desperately.
"Guess I might as well join you" said Clay, tearing open his jeans and lifting out his dick. Julian stared intensely at the wall, wishing for his nerves to pass. Clay became aware of this.
"Don't be shy, man. You can take a peek at mine. After all I'm taking what I can get from you and saving it for later" he said tapping his head. "Come on" he said nudging him with his elbow "We're just two guys taking a piss we can look". Julian forced a smile nothing short of uncomfortable, but figured if Nathan as right about 'guy stuff', then it was perfectly fine. He slowly turned his head towards Clay's crotch. He was somewhat relieved to find they shared a similar length, but he decided his own had more thickness. A thick bush of light-brown hair sat at the base. The only noticeable difference was that Clay's had a slight roll of skin covering part of his pink head. He was no question cut, but it was evident a small section had been left behind. Julian hadn't seen anything like that before and found his cock twitching at the image. Clay began pissing, splashes landing on Julian's shoes, he remained unable to go. He heard footsteps approaching from the distance and prayed that this time Nathan would appear to sae his embarrassment. His prayers were answered.
Nathan majestically strode around the corner, a confused expression on his face at first that soon transformed into a beaming smile and head bobbing.
"Well, well, well. Looks like I was late for the party" he said, laughing. Clay jerked his head for Nathan to come stand by him but Nathan remained stationary.
"Nah it's okay I'm good here. Julian you can scooch right?" Nathan asked. After a brief moment of confusion Julian nodded several times and he and Clay side stepped to the right to provide him with sufficient room, their dicks swinging with each step. Nathan stood so close to Julian their bodies were touching. Nathan undid his jeans and lifted his junk out of his boxers, tucking the waistband under his balls so everything was on full view. His hairy sac hung around the caress of his beefy hands.
"I like to have it all out there. More comfortable" he said. Clay nodded in agreement.
"Nate's a beast huh, Julian?" asked Clay. Julian glanced towards Nathan's crotch and was met by the source of his urges this past month. Long, thick with a small vein along the right side. Panic shot through his system as he realised he was starting to become aroused, with no determinable way to hide it. The sound of both men's flowing streams filled his ears. Nathan had a cocky grin in response to his comments.
"I do aim to please" he said.
"Seriously that monster would tear anyone of us in half. I'm talking at least two pairs of hands for a jerk." Clay said. Julian crushed his eyes closed and willed himself to think of something else.
"What can I say? I've got a lot to play with. Enough to share." Nathan bragged. The guys finished pissing but didn't tuck themselves in. Julian's heart sank as he realised he had once again become involuntarily hard. He felt his length rise against the cool breeze. He opened his eyes and tilted his head. He felt the other two men close in on him on both sides, their bodies flush with each other and their junk resting near his hips.
"Looks like someone got a little excited by all the guy talk" Clay said.
"You still need to finish." Nathan stated. Julian tried but failed.
"I can't. Not with you guys here, I got the stage fright. It's too awkward." Julian confessed.
"It's not awkward, we all do it, even in front of each other it's what we do" Clay pointed out.
"Come on, be a man Julian. Take a piss with us." Nathan encouraged. Julian attempted again but failed as his state of arousal began to interfere.
"I can't… This is in the way" Julian nodded towards his crotch.
"In his defence, it is pretty hard to go when you're hard. No pun intended" Clay joked.
"Fine." Nathan said. "Get rid of it. Problem sorted." Julian looked confused for a moment at the two men's expectant faces. "Quickly, Julian."
"What? I can't do that here!" Julian exclaimed turning around to face them.
"Why not?" asked Clay.
"Because it's a public place! A kids park! People could see me!" Julian argued "It's not like taking a piss you're talking about jerking off in a park!"
"So?" Nathan laughed "Julian, we're enclosed here. No one will see. You think you're the first one to tug one out behind this shed?" The two men looked at each other and smiled.
"So, what? I'm supposed to stand here and make myself cum while you guys what?...Watch?" Julian questioned.
"Sounds good to me" Clay claimed.
"OR" Nathan corrected "We could help you." Julian tried to hide his interest in Nate's offer, but he knew in his groin that if this had to happen, he wanted it to be like that.
"Okay" Julian Agreed. "That could work"
"Say no more buddy." Both men remained exposed as they approached him. Nathan instructed Clay to work his shaft while he planned another role for himself. Clay gave his own balls a squeeze before spitting into his hands and gripping the base and sliding his hand down his length. Julian exhaled a shaky breath and swung his arm over Clay's head so he was now resting against him. With slow stroking motions he teased Julian's dick. Soon a trickle of pre-cum began to descend from the tip. Nathan then brought his face mere centimetres away from Julian's. He could feel his breath on his lips.
"I hope you're ready for this" he whispered, giving him a cheeky peck on the lips before kneeling on the dirty soil at his feet. Clay yanked down Julian's pants a little farther to allow his balls to dangle freely. Moving away from his cock he playfully rolled each one in his whilst spitting on them. Nathan looked into Julian's eyes before opening his mouth and leaning ever so close to Julian's swollen head. His tongue protruded from his mouth and he licked from the dribble of pre-cum. Julian realised what was about to happen and clenched his fist in anticipation. Nathan circled his tongue around the head before engulfing half of the engorged member in his warm, wet mouth. Julian hunched forward in response. He looked down to see Nathan bobbing his head on his dick, and it made him throb. Nathan could feel the pulse travelling through his meat and retreated back to the tip. Suddenly he then swallowed all six inches whole, the head tickling the back of his throat, tonguing the shaft while his nose lay buried in his pubes. Julian was on a sexual high when the moment was broken by a shout.
"Dad!?" yelled Jamie, travelling down the dirt track. "Where are you!?"
Nathan removed Julian's junk from his mouth and stood up straight. Both Julian and Clay had frozen in their positions unsure of what to do.
"Okay, Clay we're not done here. Go out there see what he wants, distract him just keep him away while we finish off" Nathan ordered. Clay let go of Julian's crotch and made his way toward the path, a look of disappointment across his face.
"Tuck your dick back in before you go out there, man" Nathan warned "Now, where were we?"
"Hey, J-Man. Whats up?" Clay asked frantically interrupting Jamie's path.
"Have you seen my Dad?"
"He's…a little busy right now" Clay smiled despite a distinct grunt coming from behind him. "Can I help?"
"Well…I need to pee" he replied outright.
"Oh well, that's not a problem you can just go right here." Clay gestured towards the wall next to the bat rack and helmets.
"Are you sure?" he pondered.
"Uh huh. Yeah that's where all the guys do it. So you can go ahead" Clay said reassuringly. Jamie began to unbutton his pants.
"Turn around, I don't want you to see"
"But I'm uncle Cla-…Never mind, just be quick."
Nathan had resorted to abandoning his attempts at a quick blowjob and decided to instead jerk Julian off instead, who was far from complaining. He knew he shouldn't but he got a cheap thrill knowing his son was just a few feet around the corner while he had his hands on another mans junk. He lived for these moments. Julian was trying his best not to release any unwanted noises that would alert Jamie. But his body was betraying him. With every stroke of Nathan's expert hand his hips would buck, demanding more. His dick was now dripping with pre-cum and his hand moved swiftly with ease. Nathan got in close, face to face, bodies resting on each other. The heat from their bodies making Nathan's own member swell. Pressed against each other they were cramped, borderline uncomfortable but no less enjoyable. His hand was out of sight, holding the shaft upright and pumping downwards faster and faster. Julian could feel Nate's dick slowly begin to rise and dig into his stomach, slightly to the right as he leaned in closer and closer. The movement of his hand made a slippery, squelching noise. Julian began to let out a loud moan as his cock exploded all over Nathan's hand and all over his own wool pullover sweater. Before Julian could let out the groan Nathan rammed his lips against his, invading his tongue with the taste of his own cock. The kiss was wet and sloppy, ending with Nate passionately biting Julian's lip and dragging his teeth along until it recoiled back.
Nate's chest was pounding so hard he was sure Julian could hear it. His ears were burning and his dick painfully hard. Julian looked disorientated and it took a few moments for him to return.
"My turn" Nathan said. Julian's eyes widened.
"You want me to…your…?" he said, hesitantly.
"No. Don't you worry, I'll do all the work. Besides, you owe me for ditching at Tric." Julian couldn't argue with his reasoning and so allowed him what he wanted. Nathan roughly trailed Julian's pants back up, repositioning his junk back into his boxer briefs and doing up the fly then proceeded to wipe his cum soaked hand on Julian's sweater, followed by much protesting. Nate flipped Julian around and pinned him against the wooden wall of the shed. He then dropped his own jeans and underwear to his ankles and grasped a firm hold of his dick in his right hand. After a few tugs that sent him into a frenzy he placed the red hot member between his ass and lower back, the bottom half of his cock resting on Julian's rough denim and the other half tucked under his sweater, immersed in the warmth of his soft skin. He then began to violently thrust against jagged denim fabric causing waves of pleasure to crash over his body as the friction intensified the sensation. With each aggressive buck of his hips Julian was banged against the wall, making it wobble and thud. Nathan gripped Julian's waist and continued to grind his dick against his body with furious force. It was an odd feeling for Julian, mainly feeling pressure on his back, but he didn't hate it. He liked the rough and forceful nature this brought. Nathan began humping his body energetically just as Clay ran around the corner, alerted by the loud grunts Nathan was emitting. He halted in awe of what he was witnessing, Nathan's balls colliding with the harsh blue jeans as his cock slid along Julian's muscular frame.
"J…Jamie…left he was done. I … I heard the noise and…" Clay tried to explain, but it was evident that Nathan was blinded by the sexual passion occurring and didn't even acknowledge him. He did not doubt that even had his son been with him, he would still continue with his thrusts. The pleasure was simply too great. Clay approached the two men who were both too engrossed in Nate's actions to be aware of his presence. He stood only inches from the heated bodies and found a weight growing in his crotch. Seizing the moment he dragged his pants and boxers to the ground and began to jerk his dick to the beat of Nathan's thrusts. It was like watching live porn. Before Nathan even reached his climax Clay had his left hand leaning on the wall shuddering as his dick squirted his juice all over the metal panel and the ground. His cock sagged and the last few drops left his head. His eyes never leaving the event unfolding before him. Julian's own cock had also become limp and his urge to piss was rebuilding, not helped by the violent motions of Nathan's body.
With deep, hoarse, almighty shout Nathan came, his dick shooting ropes of hot, messy cum up Julian's back, soaking his wool sweater and gradually beginning to drip down his back. Nate continued to furiously thrust against his ass until every last drop had left, letting out husky moans. Once his dick was semi-hard he grabbed it and slapped it against Julian's soaking wet back, making a slight splashing sound like a footstep in a small puddle. He took a moment to catch his breath, wiped the beads of sweat that had gathered on his forehead and ran his hands through his hair which was also slick with sweat. He turned and saw Clay, in a similar manner as himself with his lower half completely exposed and dick dripping. Clay began to slowly clap.
"That. Was. Fucking. Awesome." He exclaimed as he waddled over to Nate, giving him a hug and a manly pat on the back, their wet dicks touching briefly.
"You're telling me. I don't think I've ever came so hard and shot so much in my life." Nathan boasted. Clay ran his hand up under Julian's sweater and got an impression of the damage. When he pulled out his hand it was literally dripping wet. Feeling daring, he took a lick from his hand and gave Nathan a wink.
"Good for you Julian?" asked Nathan. Julian processed what had just happened, while holding in a full bladder and began to speak.
"That was reall-…oh no. No." he trailed off. His control over his own body weakened and he soon felt the hot sensation flood his tight boxers, the relief amazing, and the embarrassment embarrassing.
"Did you just cum again?" Nathan asked, somewhat impressed. Julian mumbled a few words to which Nathan requesting he speak up.
"I just. Pissed. Myself." He confessed.
"oh…" Nathan said, lost for words. "I guess that was going to happen eventually. My bad."
"What do I do? I can't go out there my underwear's soaked right through and my sweater's covered in your come? Help me what do I do?"
"I have no idea. Literally I never thought things like this happen" Said Clay. A serious look of panic was draped across Julian's face and Nathan took sympathy.
"Come on Clay, I know what we need to do" Nathan said, pulling off his shoes and removing his jeans and underwear.
"…How is getting more naked going to help him?"
"Just follow my lead" Nathan advised. Nate proceeded to remove his leather jacket and finally his t-shirt, leaving him standing there only clad in a pair of socks. He nodded for Clay to do the same. Reluctantly Clay kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants before removing his own jacket and t-shirt. Both men, now essentially naked approached a worry stricken Julian. Nathan pulled off his cum saturated sweater and tossed it to the side. He then bravely removed his jeans and shoes before reaching his drenched boxers. Luckily the piss hadn't seep through to his jeans enough to notice. The underwear was now heavy and clung to his legs even as Nathan trailed them off. All three men now stood in the closed off woodland, completely naked bar their socks, their nipples hardening in the cold. Nathan took Clays baggy underwear and used them as a makeshift cloth to dry Julian's crotch. Surprisingly this worked to a satisfactory standard but rendered Clay's boxers useless and damp. Now dry Nathan gave Julian his own used underwear to replace his. While Julian could survive without underwear the thought of wearing Nathan' used boxer shorts felt like an ample reward for what he had just went through. As he slid them on he could feel the warmth that had once been Nate's crotch, his package barley filling the stretched out fabric that Nathan's cock and balls had once inhabited. Finally Nathan used Clay's t-shirt to wipe the mass amount of his seed he had left on Julian's back, mopping up the white fluid with several folds of the t-shirt. Once cleaned Nate offered his t-shirt as a substitute for the sweater he had ruined. Julian happily donned the garment proudly and once he threw on his own jeans he was clothed again.
"There, sorted" Nathan said "We just had to do a different kind of sharing" grinning. The two men proceeded to re-clothe themselves, their asses shaking as they made their way to their clothes.
"Now we don't have t-shirts or underwear" said Clay.
"Well, we can zip up our jackets to hide our bodies and we can enjoy going commando for a change. No big deal." Nathan explained. Clay nodded in understanding.
"Thanks guys, you really saved my ass"
"No problem, man. I mean it's the least I could do after riding you like that" Nathan laughed.
"And letting me watch" Clay joined in.
"Was worth it" Nathan stated with a cheesy smile. Julian returned the favour. Nathan clapped his hands together and made his way towards the dirt track giving Clay and Julian's dicks a squeeze as he walked by.
"Good game, guys. Good Game."
Clay and Julian caught up with him and walked alongside him as they marched back towards try-outs. Julian adjusted himself in his new boxers, catching the attention of Clay.
"Man" he said "I knew you were good with balls."
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