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This is a story of complete fiction and names have been changed to protect identities.
I remember the first time I saw Nate. He was an incoming Freshmen on my alma maters baseball team. I happen to be an avid college baseball fan as I played baseball until college so I very much enjoy the sport, with the added bonus of how many hot boys in tight pants there are to look at! I am a season ticket holder and large financial supporter of the team and the instituting of NIL has made that financial support even more important and for those that do support the rewards are even greater “access” to the team.
I remember the first time I saw Nate as a Freshmen. He was a tall, lanky kid at 6’3” (first pic below) and just over 200lbs. His frame was suited to hold a significant more amount of muscle but he still had that high school body where he was lean but muscular. While he was never a bad looking guy, he certainly was not my type when he was a Freshmen besides his amazing happy trail and infectious smile.
He was like many other frosh when they first come to college and start playing baseball in a high level league that is much tougher than high school. While he was a stud in HS as a catcher, he struggled his Freshmen year to get any playing time. This was very difficult for Nate because he was used to being a stud baseball player but he is a catcher and it is not a very easy position to play in the SEC. He finished his Freshmen year with only a few games played under his belt and a batting avg less than 0.200. He was very disappointed in himself that he didn’t get the chance to prove himself
I first met Nate at a pre-season banquet that our booster club hosts just prior to the first game and we have members of the club and players and families sitting together at the tables to foster getting to know each other. Since, I had my eye on Nate from when he was a recruit and I was responsible for the seating chart, I made sure Nate was at my table. We enjoyed the night and I really got to know him and his parents and left the banquet with many more ideas in my head on how the next few years would pan out between Nate and myself. A few weeks after the banquet was the first series and I happen to have seats right at field level on our home team side. Players are always warming up in the foul territory near my seats. I happened to catch Nate’s attention and he came over and chatted me up. Man did he look amazing in his baseball uniform. I knew my plans long term so I wasn’t trying to rush things with him and ever make him uncomfortable so I kept it simply as a fan wanting him to do well. I am in the giving level that I am afforded a one-on-one meeting with the player of my choice. So after his Freshmen year we had met in person no less than a handful of times and I had always made it a point to spend the most time with Nate. Towards the end of the season, he was making a point to find me at the get together's so I knew I was on something but I didn't know what quite yet.
At the end of Nate's season, the team has a party on a local lake to celebrate the season and I always offer to host the team at my lake house where they can use my boats and jet skis. While there are many guys on the team that are very good looking, to me Nate was just special. That beautiful happy trail drove me wild because I always wanted to know what was at the end of it. Sadly, Nate also shaved his chest during his Freshmen year which is a shame given that he has the perfect amount of body hair in my opinion. Again, I couldn't tell him that because I was playing the long game. At that party though, Nate caught me staring at him with his shirt off and he smirked. I tried to play it off because I was worried I would be outed and lose my shot at him. Nonetheless, he never brought it up and so I forgot it happened.
Unfortunately for me, but good for him, Nate went up and played summer ball in the Cape Cod league. While that meant I didn’t get to see him until school started back, he needed the development for his game. He had a great summer on the Cape and came back with a renewed drive to succeed. When he came back to school for the fall semester, our team had hired a new Strength and Conditioning Coach and over the fall, Nate put on about 20 lbs to his lanky frame (2nd pic below). Most of it was muscle but it wasn’t a shredded figure. It was the perfect blend of just good bulk for his frame. Through Fall camp, Nate was wowing the coaches and was on track to becoming the starting catcher for the season. I also host the team at my house for their end of fall camp party. While I didn’t monopolize time with Nate, I certainly spent the most time with him. We got into a long conversation about that he was studying business and what his plans were to go in to Real estate if Baseball didn’t work out long term for him. Luckily, that is exactly my trade so I offered to “mentor” Nate that night as he learned about the business. He had so many questions for me and I answered every one with very long answers so that I could spend as much time as possible with him. I knew that this was going to prove to be at the very least a friendship and I was hoping much more. I had Nate over to my House several times for the rest of the semester as the fall was the time where baseball players take a heavier class load so they can take a lighter one during the season. We again had our pre-season banquet and of course I had Nate back at my table for a 2nd year. It was good to catch up with him and hear how his holiday break went back at hOme. He told his parents how I was involved in Real Estate but he didn’t divulge our many mentoring sessions last semester. I took note of that and played along not wanting to make him nervous. Nate was not taking any real estate related class during the season so besides seeing him at the ballpark here and there, we didn’t have much contact during the season, much to my chagrin. The team did not have a very good season either, they missed the post season for the first time in 5 years. Nate had a great season and was going to head to the Cape for summer ball to continue to improve his play. He caught about 1/2 the games this season and while His defensive skills made leaps, his batting continued to be subpar. I again had the team over to my lake house after the season. I made sure at this one to spend extra time with Nate and tell him that I missed him and our mentoring sessions during the season. I felt it was important to take a small step forward to let him know he was special to me. Surprisingly, he also said he missed our mentoring sessions, which I was so happy to hear. I was still disappointed I wouldn’t see him for a couple of months while he was on the Cape. Due to the team being out the post season, he had a week before he was supposed to leave. Just as I was about to “make a move” and suggest having him over for dinner one night before he left He came up and asked me if he and a couple of other players could stay the long holiday weekend at my lake house. They had a few extra days before having to report to the Cape and wanted some time to relax. I gladly offered even knowing I couldn’t be there with them because it would definitely be awkward and figured I would at least eArn some goodwill that I could cash in later. I told Nate that there were just a couple of rules…no drinking aNd boat driving! Also, no parties…I didn’t are if they had some girls over but I didn't want a bunch of college kids or potentiaLly high school kids getting drunk at my house. Nate assured me that it was only going to be him along with Kasey (Sr, CF), Caleb (Jr, SS), Isaac (Fr, DH/C), Andrew (Fr,LHP). I assured them that as long as They promised to behave I would stock the house with alcohol, food, etc since they were poor college kids.
The holiday weekend came and went and I was with family all weekend so I didn’t have much time to think about what the boys were doing at the lake house. When Tuesday morning came, I got a text from Nate saying they were leaving and had the place all cleaned up. I was off the rest of the week so I decided to head to the lake and check on things along with inevitably fixing something they had broken while staying the weekend. When I got there, the place was immaculately clean and nothing was broken. The boys had burned through ALL of the alcohol I bought for them but if they had a big party they certainly didn’t it show. I made my way through the kitchen and bar to see what needed replenishing and made a list for the store. I was dropping my stuff off in the master and going to strip the sheets to be cleaned when I noticed something catch my eye just sticking out from underneath the bed. It was a piece of white cloth so I bent down and picked it up. To my incredible surprise it was a jock strap! And not only that, it was soaked in crusted cum. I knew I hadn’t left it because I don’t wear them a lot due to being a top however, I love it when a bottom wears an old fashioned, white jock strap while I am fucking them doggy style. I looked inside the jock strap and to my incredible surprise, the words Nate #28 were written in black sharpie on the tag.
I remember the first time I saw Nate. He was an incoming Freshmen on my alma maters baseball team. I happen to be an avid college baseball fan as I played baseball until college so I very much enjoy the sport, with the added bonus of how many hot boys in tight pants there are to look at! I am a season ticket holder and large financial supporter of the team and the instituting of NIL has made that financial support even more important and for those that do support the rewards are even greater “access” to the team.
I remember the first time I saw Nate as a Freshmen. He was a tall, lanky kid at 6’3” (first pic below) and just over 200lbs. His frame was suited to hold a significant more amount of muscle but he still had that high school body where he was lean but muscular. While he was never a bad looking guy, he certainly was not my type when he was a Freshmen besides his amazing happy trail and infectious smile.
He was like many other frosh when they first come to college and start playing baseball in a high level league that is much tougher than high school. While he was a stud in HS as a catcher, he struggled his Freshmen year to get any playing time. This was very difficult for Nate because he was used to being a stud baseball player but he is a catcher and it is not a very easy position to play in the SEC. He finished his Freshmen year with only a few games played under his belt and a batting avg less than 0.200. He was very disappointed in himself that he didn’t get the chance to prove himself
I first met Nate at a pre-season banquet that our booster club hosts just prior to the first game and we have members of the club and players and families sitting together at the tables to foster getting to know each other. Since, I had my eye on Nate from when he was a recruit and I was responsible for the seating chart, I made sure Nate was at my table. We enjoyed the night and I really got to know him and his parents and left the banquet with many more ideas in my head on how the next few years would pan out between Nate and myself. A few weeks after the banquet was the first series and I happen to have seats right at field level on our home team side. Players are always warming up in the foul territory near my seats. I happened to catch Nate’s attention and he came over and chatted me up. Man did he look amazing in his baseball uniform. I knew my plans long term so I wasn’t trying to rush things with him and ever make him uncomfortable so I kept it simply as a fan wanting him to do well. I am in the giving level that I am afforded a one-on-one meeting with the player of my choice. So after his Freshmen year we had met in person no less than a handful of times and I had always made it a point to spend the most time with Nate. Towards the end of the season, he was making a point to find me at the get together's so I knew I was on something but I didn't know what quite yet.
At the end of Nate's season, the team has a party on a local lake to celebrate the season and I always offer to host the team at my lake house where they can use my boats and jet skis. While there are many guys on the team that are very good looking, to me Nate was just special. That beautiful happy trail drove me wild because I always wanted to know what was at the end of it. Sadly, Nate also shaved his chest during his Freshmen year which is a shame given that he has the perfect amount of body hair in my opinion. Again, I couldn't tell him that because I was playing the long game. At that party though, Nate caught me staring at him with his shirt off and he smirked. I tried to play it off because I was worried I would be outed and lose my shot at him. Nonetheless, he never brought it up and so I forgot it happened.
Unfortunately for me, but good for him, Nate went up and played summer ball in the Cape Cod league. While that meant I didn’t get to see him until school started back, he needed the development for his game. He had a great summer on the Cape and came back with a renewed drive to succeed. When he came back to school for the fall semester, our team had hired a new Strength and Conditioning Coach and over the fall, Nate put on about 20 lbs to his lanky frame (2nd pic below). Most of it was muscle but it wasn’t a shredded figure. It was the perfect blend of just good bulk for his frame. Through Fall camp, Nate was wowing the coaches and was on track to becoming the starting catcher for the season. I also host the team at my house for their end of fall camp party. While I didn’t monopolize time with Nate, I certainly spent the most time with him. We got into a long conversation about that he was studying business and what his plans were to go in to Real estate if Baseball didn’t work out long term for him. Luckily, that is exactly my trade so I offered to “mentor” Nate that night as he learned about the business. He had so many questions for me and I answered every one with very long answers so that I could spend as much time as possible with him. I knew that this was going to prove to be at the very least a friendship and I was hoping much more. I had Nate over to my House several times for the rest of the semester as the fall was the time where baseball players take a heavier class load so they can take a lighter one during the season. We again had our pre-season banquet and of course I had Nate back at my table for a 2nd year. It was good to catch up with him and hear how his holiday break went back at hOme. He told his parents how I was involved in Real Estate but he didn’t divulge our many mentoring sessions last semester. I took note of that and played along not wanting to make him nervous. Nate was not taking any real estate related class during the season so besides seeing him at the ballpark here and there, we didn’t have much contact during the season, much to my chagrin. The team did not have a very good season either, they missed the post season for the first time in 5 years. Nate had a great season and was going to head to the Cape for summer ball to continue to improve his play. He caught about 1/2 the games this season and while His defensive skills made leaps, his batting continued to be subpar. I again had the team over to my lake house after the season. I made sure at this one to spend extra time with Nate and tell him that I missed him and our mentoring sessions during the season. I felt it was important to take a small step forward to let him know he was special to me. Surprisingly, he also said he missed our mentoring sessions, which I was so happy to hear. I was still disappointed I wouldn’t see him for a couple of months while he was on the Cape. Due to the team being out the post season, he had a week before he was supposed to leave. Just as I was about to “make a move” and suggest having him over for dinner one night before he left He came up and asked me if he and a couple of other players could stay the long holiday weekend at my lake house. They had a few extra days before having to report to the Cape and wanted some time to relax. I gladly offered even knowing I couldn’t be there with them because it would definitely be awkward and figured I would at least eArn some goodwill that I could cash in later. I told Nate that there were just a couple of rules…no drinking aNd boat driving! Also, no parties…I didn’t are if they had some girls over but I didn't want a bunch of college kids or potentiaLly high school kids getting drunk at my house. Nate assured me that it was only going to be him along with Kasey (Sr, CF), Caleb (Jr, SS), Isaac (Fr, DH/C), Andrew (Fr,LHP). I assured them that as long as They promised to behave I would stock the house with alcohol, food, etc since they were poor college kids.
The holiday weekend came and went and I was with family all weekend so I didn’t have much time to think about what the boys were doing at the lake house. When Tuesday morning came, I got a text from Nate saying they were leaving and had the place all cleaned up. I was off the rest of the week so I decided to head to the lake and check on things along with inevitably fixing something they had broken while staying the weekend. When I got there, the place was immaculately clean and nothing was broken. The boys had burned through ALL of the alcohol I bought for them but if they had a big party they certainly didn’t it show. I made my way through the kitchen and bar to see what needed replenishing and made a list for the store. I was dropping my stuff off in the master and going to strip the sheets to be cleaned when I noticed something catch my eye just sticking out from underneath the bed. It was a piece of white cloth so I bent down and picked it up. To my incredible surprise it was a jock strap! And not only that, it was soaked in crusted cum. I knew I hadn’t left it because I don’t wear them a lot due to being a top however, I love it when a bottom wears an old fashioned, white jock strap while I am fucking them doggy style. I looked inside the jock strap and to my incredible surprise, the words Nate #28 were written in black sharpie on the tag.
