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1 Strike

I'm an umpire, right? In the Big Leagues. I did my time in the minors. I'm a pretty young umpire and I think I look pretty good. I've got the required beginnings of a pot belly coming on, but I also have some muscles and some height and some chest hair and a nice cock and basically a cute face with a nice dark mustache and nice dark hair. Yeah, I think I look all right...

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A Baseball Hat

This is a long story, but bare with me here. That night was the big game and I was psyched. Cardinals vs the Rangers-and as usual, I had a backstage pass. I'm a sports writer; I have been for about ten years now. I graduated with a degree in general Journalism, fucked around for about five years in Japan with their baseball league, and came back to write freelance....

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A Basic Everday Night

*Use condoms guys. Please.* You're not exactly a calendar model, but you smell good. I, on the other hand, am a calendar model, not that you ever noticed. I've watched you for a while now, glancing sideways when I knew you weren't looking, eyeing your crotch, caressing your chest with my stare. You are completely masculine, hairy, strong; you smell like sweat and...

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An Eyesore

He doesn't strike you as the most sexy man when you meet him, but he grows on you. Carl is one of my supervisors--not really my boss, but he tells me what to do. He's a married man, about 45 years old with a completely tanned body. We work at a crop science lab and we're out in the field a lot so his tan is no surprise. His brown hair is still thick but you can tell he's...

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Three Scoutmasters And A Boy Scout

It was strange; being around all my boy scout leaders for the last time. These guys had practically raised me. They taught me wilderness survival, laughed when I did well, and yelled at me when I didn't. The three of them and I were in the scout hut, sitting in a circle. I was in love with each one of them. Neil, the scoutmaster, sat to my right with his legs crossed smiling....