The Baseball player and my virginity

Ellis was a friend of mine from my College Baseball team. Ellis was one of those athletes with natural abilities that everyone noticed and made everyone jealous. He was not only talented, but he was also also handsome and intelligent. Ellis was Blond and Irish, true Irish, having moved to the U.S. when he was 13. Ellis stood 6ft 2,  weighed in at about 180lbs, and was a pleasure to look at. In the locker room, It was an absolute pleasure to look at him because he was almost always naked.

No one should look that good naked. It's sinful, but Ellis did and knew he looked good too. He wasn’t overly cocky about it, but he walked around the locker room with a towel over his shoulders rather than around his waist. Talk about confidence. When you’ve got a nice fat cock, a 6 pack, and an ass for days, why the hell not! I certainly didn’t mind, some of my teammates didn't mind and I never witnessed anyone else objecting.

Ellis had Major League Baseball dreams and ambitions far beyond baseball. He felt he was destined to be rich and famous, and when introducing himself, he would say, in his thick Irish accent. “My Name is Ellis Conroy. I play baseball. Remember my name. You’re gonna hear it often”.

I always chuckled when Ellis would say this because he said it to everyone he met. Ellis was the most confident man I’d ever known and I admired him for it. Along with that confidence was a natural happiness and sense of humor. Being his friend was a kick in the pants, and he was also someone you could count on. His friendship was something I would never take for granted.

In our last year of College, Ellis was forced to change his housing arrangements. He had lived with a few of the Senior Baseball players who were graduating, moving out, and moving on. I was lucky enough to have a 2 bedroom campus apartment on lease for the next 4 semesters and I offered the 2nd bedroom to Ellis. Ellis thought it was a great idea and moved in right away. We had been friends for 2 years now, and this was going to be his last year on the team. We had never really gotten to know one another very well, but I asked him to move in with no hesitation. We knew the basics about one another but nothing too deep or too personal had ever been shared between us. I wasn’t too concerned. We got along well and I felt living together wouldn’t change that.

Ellis didn’t have a girlfriend or at least a girlfriend anyone knew about. He talked about girls with the other guys, but we never saw him on a date or out with women. I had “girl” friends, but I was sucking way more cock than any of my "girlfriends" were. Having female friends made being gay on a sports team a little easier to navigate. The guys just assumed you were fucking the girls you were hanging out with when in fact,  you were just sharing sex stories and revealing the dick sizes of your teammates. My little gay baseball posse wondered about Ellis, but our gaydars were not pinging when it came to him. We assumed he must be straight.

Being naked turned out to be a constant for Ellis. He looked amazing in clothes, but much more amazing naked.  When Ellis showered at home, it was just like in the locker room. He walked around with his towel over his shoulders, cock, and ass exposed for me to see. It was a little bit of torture, and a whole lot of “hell yeah”. Ellis’s cock always looked like it was half hard and I was desperate to know what it would look like full throttle. He almost caught me staring more than a few times. 

Once completely air-dried, Ellis dressed quickly and was out of the apartment. One of the many perks of living with Ellis is that he was hardly ever home. I don't know what he did with his free time, but his not being around much was a plus for me.  When I wanted to hook up with a guy, I didn’t have to worry much about Ellis walking in unexpectedly. I never fucked around in the common areas, and If I was fooling around with one of the guys from the team, us being in my room was easily explained. Ellis never stayed away though. He always made it back to the apartment to sleep in his bed.

One of the things I had come to realize early on is….. gay men like to talk. Even though I considered myself discreet, I was guilty of it as well,  I would tell one of my mates all about the guy I hooked up with over the weekend, swear him to secrecy, and all my mates had the details within hours. I hated it but loved it at the same time. I had a little family that would never betray me, but they were never beyond slut shaming me. Once I started hooking up in College, there was no stopping me. My fuck buddies knew I had a long-distance boyfriend, but I made it clear that as long as I wasn’t wearing a ring, I could play with anyone's thing. And I played a lot.

One of my mates asked me out of the blue if Ellis had come onto me yet and I was totally confused. “Why are you asking me that”? As far as I know, Ellis isn’t gay. We’ve been sharing an apartment for almost 8 weeks and he’s alone a lot, or out of the apartment. No one is hitting on anyone. I do get to see him naked, like all the time though” I said. (I had to rub that in). All of us thought Ellis was a beautiful man, but I was the only one enjoying his constant nudity.

My buddy said he heard from someone outside the team that Ellis was far from straight. I shook my head in disbelief. “I don’t see it,” I said. My buddy wasn’t letting it go. “I guess I could try to find out. We are living together” I said.  Anything questionable I might do could be explained away, just like the other locker room bullshit and grabass. I wish my buddy hadn’t planted that seed in my head. Now I had to know if it was true. What to do?

Several weeks went by but I still wasn't getting any kind of gay signal from Ellis. We were scheduled to play a Series out of town and Ellis and I agreed to share a hotel room since we were already used to sharing space. The team checked into the Hotel and then traveled to the stadium nearby. This out-of-town situation might be the perfect opportunity to test the waters with Ellis.

Despite thinking we were prepared, we had a shitty series and lost badly. Not just badly, but embarrassingly bad.  The other team was just much better than ours and there was no denying it, or justifying our loss. We plain sucked. This was especially hard for Ellis since his entire modus operandi was “Play baseball, Win games”. He was just as much to blame for our loss as anyone on the team, but the stakes were higher for him. It was the 1st time I got to witness what it's like for Ellis to lose.

 None of us had showered after the game as we just wanted to get out of there, get some food, and wash away the humiliation.  Our team bus pulled into the parking lot of an IHOP and an entire team of disappointed athletes disembarked. Not a pretty sight. We always ate together as a team, reliving the ups and downs, but this time it was a very quiet meal. There was no cause for celebration and we needed to be back in our rooms by 10 pm curfew anyway. We would travel back to our school bright and early the next day without a single win under our belts. 

When we were back in the hotel room I asked … “Ellis”. Are you ok.? We’ll get them, next time buddy, you wait. Every team has a bad series once in a while. Ellis was pretty silent and didn’t have much of anything to say about it. I wasn’t much of a motivator, so Instead of sitting there moping in silence with him, I decided to pull an Ellis.

I stripped from my gear, stacked it neatly next to my bed, grabbed a towel, put it over my shoulder, and walked around the room. “I’ll shower 1st if that's cool,” I said to Ellis. He was mostly silent but gave me a nod of agreement, but not without taking in a good look. Hmmm. I took my time getting into the bathroom. I wasn’t as confident as Ellis, but I knew I had a nice physique, a nice-sized cock, and I certainly didn’t mind being naked. 2 can play this game, I thought. 

Let's see how he reacts to me being naked and just chilling. I grabbed my cell phone and checked my messages. Ellis was on the bed looking at me and I was at the foot of his bed, naked and looking at my phone. I scratched my balls a couple of times and even pulled on my cock. These were things Ellis did in front of me all the time. I was waiting for, or at least hoping for a reaction. I didn’t get one and standing there naked any longer would be suspect, but the night was still young.

I went into the bathroom, turned on the water, and didn’t close the door. Ellis doesn’t close the door back at home, why should I? I got into the shower feeling a little stupid and a little proud of myself for letting myself be so bold. Maybe something will happen, maybe not, but at least I made an effort.

 I finished my shower and Ellis was waiting outside the bathroom door. He was naked of course, waiting to shower next. I dried myself off and resumed my little game. I threw the towel over my shoulders and told him the shower was all his. He placed his towel on the counter and stepped in. I lingered for a moment, then decided to let him have his shower in peace. But the game wasn’t over yet. I’m pretty sure he was checking me out.

I opted to stay naked. Ellis is always naked, so why not me? I turned on the TV, laid back on propped pillows with my hands behind my head and my cock fully exposed. You have no idea how out of character this was for me. I’ve never been modest. I have brothers and we were always naked around one another. Nudity just isn't a thing to be ashamed of. If Ellis isn’t all that straight, maybe he’ll be interested in some fun. Maybe he’ll let me suck his cock. Maybe we can jerk off together. I’m gonna give myself every chance here. If I keep telling myself that the odds of anything happening are 50/50. I’ve got nothing to lose.

Ellis finished up his shower, walked into the room, and saw me watching Tv, bare-assed, cock out, arms behind my head. He didn’t react or say anything for a bit, but then he did.

In that thick Irish accent of his…. “Are you fucking with me, David? I looked directly at Ellis and lied. “What do you mean?” Ellis walked to my bed and sat right next to me, our naked skin touching. “You, David, are never naked”. We’ve been sharing a flat for almost 2 months and you, David -are never naked. You're always covered up in something. Are you having a laugh? He asked… Yikes! This was not how I was expecting this to go. I didn’t know where It was going to go, but I hadn’t planned on a confrontation.

“I’m not having a laugh. I swear. You’re always naked, so I thought I would join you in ….solidarity?”. I said. Ellis looked directly at me. “Such bullshit!! '' he laughed. “I don’t think that’s it at all,” he said.

I didn’t know what to say, and I hated how he was using my name. No one calls me David except my parents. Ellis just looked at me and we said nothing for what seemed like forever, but he wasn’t angry. He was smiling “You, David, are naked on the bed when you’re never naked ever, and you’re looking at me like I’m a shepherd's pie and you’ve not eaten since last week. “I’d like to know what you’re playing at”?

Before I could answer with another lie. Ellis put his hand on my stomach just above my pubic hair and looked at me with a wicked smile. I was scared to move, but he wasn’t being scary, he was being seductive. “If this is what you want David, You needn’t work so hard at these games. A simple “ask” is so much easier”. Ellis moved his hand up and down my torso, circling my nipples and running his fingers through my chest hair. I started to breathe heavily and I was almost instantly hard. Ellis was now staring at my cock “ I was anticipating this happening sooner or later,” He said.

I hadn’t thought this through obviously, and hadn’t expected it to go this far. Ellis wasted no time and had both hands on me, one on my chest and the other stroking my now very hard cock. It's exactly what I wanted but I was seriously caught off guard. Ellis looked into my eyes, moved his hands to my face then leaned in to kiss me. I couldn’t refuse him. There hadn’t been a lot of kissing with the guys I’ve been hooking up with. Lots of blow jobs, lots of hand jobs, and I even got to fuck one of them, but mostly we were getting together to get off, and there wasn’t anything intimate about it. An expert at gay sex I was not, but this was absolute bliss for me. Ellis was the hottest guy on the team, we all thought he was straight, and now he’s kissing me and stroking my cock. FUCK!

I’m not a passive guy by nature, but it took me a moment to start participating. I was honestly letting him manhandle me and loving every moment of it. I snapped out of it pretty quickly though. I was finally seeing Ellis’s hard cock, and it was all anyone could ever want. It was straight, long and thick. I wanted it in my mouth the moment I saw it.

I don’t think Ellis was expecting me to be so aggressive when I flipped him over onto his back. I kissed him hard and he responded greedily. I kissed his neck, and his chest, sucked on his nipples then took the dive and took his entire cock into my mouth. What a glorious cock. I’d had some nice-sized cocks, but this cock was special. Something about it, the length, the girth, the way it tasted… I was in COCK heaven. I took him in as deeply as possible and felt the appreciation from Ellis immediately. I simply could not get enough of Ellis’s cock. I was so greedy for it.

I was edging Ellis. I could feel him getting close, but I didn’t want him to cum. I licked every drop of precum that oozed from the tip of his cock and knew I could make him cum at any moment, but I wanted to know him in every which way. This might end up being a one-off and I didn’t want any “what if's'' after the fact. I needed to change my tactics. I released his cock from my mouth and pushed Elli’s legs up toward his chest. I had admired Ellis’s ass almost daily and jerked off many times thinking about having my face buried deep between those gorgeous cheeks of his. I was making my dreams come true.

I had learned about rimming via online tutorial (porn) and it had admittedly become a fetish for me. I love to eat ass. It's hard to explain, and I know some guys are freaked out about it, but I can never seem to get enough. I was surprised when Ellis pulled his legs back and encouraged me. My tongue was so deep inside Ellis, that I was probably stimulating his prostate. I had worked up quite a sweat and Ellis wanted back in on the action. He kissed me hard and I was finally experiencing what sex with a man truly could be. It's fucking amazing to get off, but this carnal, animalistic dance we were participating in was like nothing I’d ever had before. I couldn’t imagine sex any other way after this.

After kissing me like no other, Ellis jumped up from the bed and grabbed something from his bag…. Lube. Oh Shit! I’d done so much with other guys, but the one thing I had not done was bottom. I longed to bottom, but the guys I’d been with didn’t have the experience, or we didn’t have lube, or I wasn’t “prepared” to take it up the ass without fear of a mess. There was no conversation. Ellis was going to fuck me.

Ellis lubed up my hole and then sucked my cock. What an exquisite mouth he had. He sucked me like a pro and I suddenly didn’t care that I was about to get fucked for the very 1st time. I’d played around with my fingers and small butt plugs, but the real thing had eluded me. I couldn’t tell Ellis this was my 1st time and spoil the moment. I had to go with it and hope for the best.

It didn’t help at all when Ellis said. “ I’ve been wanting to wreck your ass since last semester" Oh my god. He’s been wanting to fuck me for months?? Holy hell! I braced for impact. I watched as Ellis lubed up his perfect cock, and I was as turned on as I was scared. My almost painfully hard cock wasn’t going to give me away.

Ellis propped my legs on his shoulders and started fingering my hole. “Damn David.. this is nice and tight,” he said. He had no idea. He put 3 fingers inside me and that was about the most penetration my asshole had ever had. I called on my mental porn encyclopedia and let out something stupid, like “Oh yeah, fuck that ass”. I had no business saying that and hoped I wouldn’t regret it.

Ellis removed his fingers and I felt the head of his cock pressing against my hole. I wanted it so badly. I relaxed as much as I could and tried to disguise what I was about to go through by closing my eyes. Ellis pushed in and the pain was extraordinary, but I refused to show it. If I could get through this, I could get through anything. He pushed in a little further and it was no feeling I’d ever had. The mix of pleasure and pain was confusing, but I wanted it to continue.

Ellis bent down to kiss me and I opened my eyes. That look was going to live with me for eternity. I’ve never seen such want, such lust, such passion in anyone’s eyes. Ellis moved backwards slightly, and then forward, and then he was balls deep. I was dying. The pain was more than the pleasure and I wanted him to stop, but I couldn’t let that happen. He was fucking me now, and I didn’t know how to feel. His pace was slow and steady and the pain seemed to be lessening,... or was I delirious? Ellis increased the pace and the faster he fucked me, the less pain I was in. Is this the key? I thought to myself. Fuck me faster Ellis.. Fuck me!

Suddenly, I was pushing back. I wanted his cock deeper inside me. What is that crazy sensation? Every other thrust was ecstasy. Ellis was a skilled lover. He kissed me often and looked at me like he wanted nothing more in the world, and I wanted him to have me. He increased his pace yet again and I pushed back some more. I wasn’t even touching my cock, but it felt like I was going to cum. It was so confusing. I grabbed Ellis by the neck and told him, I'm close. I’m close... He leaned in and kissed me, and that was all it took. I was holding his head as cum spewed from my cock, then Ellis released his seed deep within me.

I was disoriented and it felt like I was not in control of my breathing. Ellis pulled me in close but remained inside me. Once I recovered, Ellis pulled out and I thought to myself… everything was amazing until that moment. The moment he pulled his cock from my hole, I suddenly felt empty. Ellis pulled me in next to him, placed his arms around me and we fell asleep. I don’t think I’ve ever slept that well, ever.

I woke the next morning alone in the bed to see Ellis fully dressed and him throwing me a towel. “We’ve got 30 minutes till the bus back to school leaves. You want coffee?” Yes, please. I said. Ellis grabbed his bag and his gear and left the room. I begrudgingly made my way to the bathroom. My asshole was on fire and I was suddenly thankful for the amount of fiber I had in my diet. The ride home was not going to be fun and I truly didn’t care. I’ve been waiting to get fucked since High School and it finally happened. It was amazing, and the guy who fucked me is the hottest guy I know. My asshole may have been on fire, but my heart was so happy.

Ellis and I didn’t sit together on the ride back, but that was ok. It might have been weird if we had. I needed time to process what had taken place and revel in it all. When we got back to the apartment, Ellis closed the door, locked it, and approached me. “Last night was fucking incredible”. He said. “You could teach some bottoms a few tricks or two”. I didn’t want to ruin anything so I would keep my secret. Ellis pulled me in and kissed me hard. “I don’t want a boyfriend, David, but I love to fuck. I loved fucking you. You think we can keep this simple”? He asked… Oh hell yeah!! I said.

Ellis wants to fuck me again and again? Who am I to say no? I kissed him and said, “Friends with benefits it is, but you have to agree to share a bed with me from time to time. I slept so well with you holding me, and please, stop calling me David”. Ellis wasn’t so sure about that, but I’ll tell you all now. When we fucked, we fucked hard and I wasn’t always on the bottom.  We shared our beds more often than not. There was no better roommate situation than this one. 

Over the next few semesters, we shared a deep, deep lust for one another, but I agreed to keep it non-romantic, which was hard for me. I tend to fall in love relatively easily, but I knew Ellis had bigger ambitions, and a boyfriend would just get in his way. I wasn’t going to do anything to jeopardize the luck of this fuck. 

When the school year was over, Ellis was graduating and I accepted that it was the end of a great “fucking year”. I learned a lot from him and a lot about myself.

Not every man you meet wants the same things you do. I got to fuck the hottest athlete on campus and no one was the wiser. I was proud of myself for keeping it as down low as possible, even though I wanted so desperately to tell my buddies. “Guess who I’m fucking”? I had him all to myself in every way, and I wouldn’t trade anything for that time. It was years later, but I eventually came clean to my buddies. They were so jealous. Ellis had given me the go-ahead to reveal our little secret. He was kind of turned on knowing so many men were into him. 

Ellis made me a better lover and I’ll always be thankful. We’re still friends and very much in touch. He had some success in the minor leagues but never got called up to the Majors. He currently coaches at a High school and runs a successful Irish Pub on the East Coast. He’s been partnered for over 5 years ( a Policeman) but not married. When Ellis flew out for my wedding, my fiancé ( now husband ) upon meeting Ellis accidentally let the cat out of the bag. “So, you’re the man who stole Dave’s virginity,” he said to Ellis. “That wasn’t me, mate,” he said. I could see the total confusion on Ellis's face and my fiance. I'd told my fiance that Ellis was my 1st but neglected to share that Ellis wasn't aware. 

I pulled Ellis aside after our wedding reception and let the truth be known. I’d never heard a man laugh so hard. “You Cunt! He said. Pulled me in and gave me the biggest hug.  You took my cock like a pro and I'm only finding out now? You deprived me of knowing I took your cherry! You rat bastard. "Tightest asshole I'd had and I was breaking you in. I fucked you into oblivion that night and you just took it." You're a better man than me, Dave.  I've thought about that night often. You've given me a whole new way to remember it".

  It was a night a was never going to forget and my asshole was suddenly twitching just thinking about it.