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***The following is a work of fiction*** Travis Lee held out on his Arizona teammates for over two years. It wasn't until after he was traded to the Phillies, in the middle of last year, that he was successfully sexually seduced by one of his former D-back teammates. And ever since Matt Mantei, the Arizona ace reliever and muscled hottie, sucked Travis's cock and fucked his virgin mouth and ass, Travis has been the target of some of baseball's biggest and best. Matt totally had his way with the former San Diego State Aztec All-American and now Phillies stud-hunk. The word soon got around what an easy piece of ass this phenomenal cocksucker was. Scott Rolen, the macho-hottie on the Phillies team, then began his total domination of the young stallion. Scott had fucked and sexually experimented with the Lee boy many times before letting the rookie, Pat Burrell, have a go at him and Burrell continues making Travis his sexual conquest. Travis needs that, especially coming from someone who is younger, better looking, and has as hot a bod as Travis. Burrell makes sure Travis's Aztec ass gets a good tunneling each day. He also provides him with a good fist fuck when he doesn't perform well on the baseball diamond, which is most days of the season. Even though he is Burrell's plaything now, Rolen still arranges for Lee to be the boy-toy with some of the hottest guys in baseball, when they are on the road. Whether it is Javy Lopez, Jeff Cirrillo or Mark Grudzielanek, they have all had their way with Travis. There is no letup, even during interleague play when Scott Erickson and Brady Anderson get to play hardball with Travis. Rolen enjoys it best when he was able to see Travis with his former teammates from the D-backs. The best time so far was when 8 of his former buddies took turns pounding his butt for over 6 hours on a road trip. It was then Travis knew he had to get even with Matt Mantei for putting him in this position. "Hey Matt, this is Travis...." "Oh hi, Trav, what's up?" "Matt, I was just passing through Phoenix. I got a day off before the season starts and I was hoping we could get together. I remember the fine time you showed me last year and I wanted to see if we could relive that night. I could be at your place in an hour" "Well, I was going to have some of the guys over, but I can cancel. Let me give you directions to my new place; it's a bit bigger than that one room shack I had before." Matt couldn't believe his good luck. He had been the first to suck and fuck Travis Lee and had always wanted a second go around with that young hunky stud that had been traded to the Phillies. Looks like he was going to have his way with the boy wonder again. He heard that Travis had added a few pounds since last year, all muscle to his already great upper body and now was about 220 on a 6'3" frame. Matt had added some bulk too in the weight room and was just under 200 muscled pounds on his 6'1" perfectly toned body. Still, the last he had heard, Travis was still being a stuck up kind of guy and that the lesson in humility that Matt had tried to teach the Lee boy hadn't changed him. Matt changed into boxers and a tank top and when the doorbell rang an hour later, Matt was surprised to not only see Travis Lee at his doorstep, but two other Phillies players. One was last year’s rookie, Pat Burrell and the other was veteran Scott Rolen. Burrell was a grad of the Miami Hurricane's baseball program, and if anyone's looks could match Travis Lee’s, it was Burrell. He was about an inch taller than Trav and maybe 10 pounds heavier. He had been admonished by the Phillies in the off-season for an interview he gave to Playboy magazine, especially the part where he told them he didn't wear underwear. Today he looked mighty fine in just some workout shorts and a tee shirt. Burrell was a hottie! Mantei had never seen Scott in anything but his baseball uniform and he was amazed that Scott's 6'4" 226 pound body could be put together the way it was. Rolen, a blue-collar kind of guy, was built like a bodybuilder and in his skimpy shorts and muscle t-shirt, his chest, arms and legs bulged, and it was easy to see how he was said to have the best butt in baseball. "Trav, I thought it was just going to be you, buddy. What is going on?" As Travis pushed Matt back, the other two just grabbed him and held him while Travis Lee explained. "Matt, you know, you really fucked me over last year, and once word got out that I had been sucked and fucked by you my life has been a living hell. I am the low man on the totem pole in the Phillies, and these two guys make me suck and fuck for them all the time. They are both my 'daddies'. I have begged them to give me a break and now they have; they said that if I could arrange a meeting with you and they could ravage your body, they might let me be a 'free agent'. So, that is why I am really here. We're going to go round and round with you until you have sucked us all, been ass invaded by us all, and we will each milk your cock dry. Scott, Pat and I are going to have our way with you and there ain't nothin’ you can do about it." Matt sized up the situation and figured he could take anything these guys could dish out and what the hell, it isn't everyday that three gorgeous hunks came a-callin’. "Where's you bedroom in these new digs of yours?" Travis asked. Once in Matt's bedroom, Travis pushed him on the bed and rested his magnificent body right on top of Mantei's. Instantly, they both remembered the pleasure they shared that one night last year and both melted. Travis, who now had been taught a few things, began tongue action in Matt's warm moist mouth, and the two were moaning with the pleasure of each other. Burrell was also in a position to lick Matt's right ear, squeeze his nipples and he took Matt's right hand and wrapped it around his own huge dick. Matt knew what to do as he stroked it, and it wasn't long before it was hard as stone, throbbing and a full 11 inches. As this was happening, Rolen had positioned himself between those hunky legs that Mantei had really worked on over the off-season. Travis then slid off Matt's body and began to stroke the cock he had first sucked and been fucked by. It took him no time to arouse the fast-balling reliever and he soon had an amazing hard-on over the thick 12 inches that Mantei carried. Burrell was hot for Mantei and told him, "You are going to take all of me down your throat and it will be the best face fuck you have ever gotten!" Burrell grabbed the back of Matt's head and began to shove his thick Hurricane dick into Matt's mouth, and Matt could already taste the sweet Pat precum. Burrell was none too gentle as he force-fed his shaft into the Mantei mouth. As he rocked his hips, Matt moaned and gurgled as the monster cock began sliding in and out of his wide-open throat. The furious face-fuck stretched Mantei's mouth, but Matt knew he had taken bigger and better dick from some of his Arizona Diamondback teammates. Pat's soft pubes tickled Matt's nose each time the entire length was swallowed, and the musky smell was a turn on for Mantei. Travis kept yanking on Mantei's cock with his right hand, and by now Rolen was spitting on his finger and on Matt's perfect puckered hole. Scott inserted his finger into Mantei's hot ass and instantly he was massaging Matt's prostate and it drove Mantei crazy. It caused Matt's ass juice to flow, and in no time, Rolen was able to get his entire fist in and explore Matt's tunnel of love. "Man, Matt, you are one hot guy," Rolen told him, "I'm going to have to go in further." Rolen then pushed his forearm into Matt's canal and didn't stop until he was up to his elbow. Matt took it all, and thought to himself, Rolen's forearm is huge, but nothing compared to the ass spreading he takes when Gonzo fist fucks him. Aside from Gabe Kapler, Luis Gonzalez probably has the most developed guns in baseball, and Matt regularly takes Gonzo's forearm just to keep loose. Between Rolen and Burrell going in and out of both ends Mantei had to offer, and Travis yanking on his cock, Matt was truly 'the sex machine' Lee had bragged about to his new buddies. Rolen demanded that Travis grab his 12 inches with his left hand, and yank it in unison with Matt's. Lee obeyed. Rolen was even able to grab Travis's cock and work it with his right hand. Both Rolen and Lee were moaning and groaning from the hand job they were giving each other, as well as the job they were doing on Matt. The in and out pounding of Mantei's body went on for a good twenty minutes and the Phillies were getting sweaty and tired from the effort. Rolen would twist and turn his forearm as it would go in and out of Matt's ass, and Rolen enjoyed the velvet feeling inside of Matt's hot hole. Matt could tell Burrell was going to explode soon. He knew the feeling well. The cock lodged inside his throat was getting thicker and throbbing even more. Matt was trying hard to hold back as the one thing he didn't want to do was give these Phillies guys the satisfaction of making him cum. Matt could now feel and taste an increase in Burrell’s precum, and as the three Phillies guys worked as one, Burrell's studly Hurricane hot juice began to fill his throat. It shot down into his stomach and also filled his mouth. The mixture of sweet and salty flavor was enjoyable for this best of cocksuckers. At the same time, Matt could feel the warmth of hot liquid hitting his stomach and chest. Matt was only hoping that it none of his own juice, just that of the rough fister Rolen and the 'Travis tea' of Lee. "Damn, this guy is amazing...." said Burrell, "that cum all over him is both of yours, not his" Round one was over, and the three hot Phillies rolled off of Matt and let their guard up for just a split second. What happens next in that split second will determine whether the threesome from Phillie will continue to fuck with the marvelous Matt Mantei or if Matt can take control of the situation.....READ PART 2......Travis Lee's Trilogy...The Middle