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This is my first story -- inspired by, not quite ripped off from, Catallus.

SOFTBALL

Suzie threw the softball and glove onto the sofa and headed for the bathroom. 
“I’m taking a shower” she said.  “I can’t believe I got all sweaty and dirty
and we didn’t even win.”

Andy shared her disappointment, especially since he had walked in the winning
run.  But watching his petite, dark-haired girlfriend strip off her tight tee
shirt got his mind off the loss.  He peered into the bathroom as Suzie reached
around to unfasten her sports bra.  She frowned at him and closed the door.

Andy felt his cock starting to stiffen.  He knew she was angry, and when she
was angry she was at her best in bed.  He decided to push her.

Andy stripped off his clothes quickly and entered the bathroom quietly.  With
the water on, Suzie didn’t hear him.  She didn’t know he was there until he
reached into the shower and found her small, firm breast.

Suzie swatted his hand away.

“Come on,” Andy said.  “You can’t tell me you’re not wet.”

“I don’t fuck losers.  Especially ones that can’t pitch.  You don’t seem to
have your accuracy today.”

“You’re one to talk.  The game would have been over if you had thrown that
other guy out.  God, how hard is it to throw from second to first.”

Suzie peeked out from behind the shower curtain.  She had gleam in her eye. 
“Maybe I didn’t have a good enough target.”

“Jim is like 6’8’’.  What do you want?”

“It’s not the size that counts.”  Suzie ran her wet hand up Andy thigh.  She
brushed it ever so lightly over his balls.  “Let me pitch , Andy,” she
whispered.

“Sorry, girls don’t pitch.”  Andy’s voice wavered a little bit.  He figured
that if she wanted to pitch, she’d be willing to make a trade.

“But I’ve been practicing sweetie.”  She clamped her hand over his cock.  “Want
to see?”

“Sure,” Andy stammered.

Suzie threw the shower curtain back, revealing her trim, sleek body.  Andy
licked his lips and moved toward her, but she brushed past him and wrapped
herself in a towel.  Then she grabbed Andy’s hand and led him naked into the
living room.

“When we’re on the field,” she began, “throwing at baseball mitts seems so
impersonal.  So one time when I was practicing with Chrissy, she told me that
she imagines she is throwing the ball at her ex-boyfriend.  And you know how
good she is.”

Andy murmured in agreement.  Chrissy was good in more ways than one.  The tall
blond had huge tits.  During practice, most of the guys would intentionally
throw the ball away from her so that she would have to run to catch it.  Andy
was imagining those big bouncing tits when he noticed that Suzie was wrapping a
shoelace around the head his cock.

Suzie went on without letting him talk.  “But I found I couldn’t imagine a face
that well.  So I cut out a picture of an old boyfriend and put it in a mitt.  I
hit it every time.”  Suzie wrapped the shoelace around Andy’s waist and tied it
off, effectively pulling his cock up and out of the way of his balls.  She
stood up and smiled.

“What are you doing,” he asked.

“I’m going to show that I can pitch - when I have the right target.  I can hit
your balls from across the room.”

Andy’s initial reaction was to laugh.

“You don’t think I can?” Suzie pouted.

“No way -- and besides, you’re not getting the chance.”

Suzie rubbed up close to Andy and cupped his ballsack gently.  She whispered in
the little girl voice that he loved so much.  “Come on, sweetie.  I’ll make it
worth your while.  Ten shots.  If I don’t hit your balls, we can do that little
thing you’ve been asking about.”

Andy shuddered.  He had been hinting about how much he would like another girl
to join them a lot lately.  Suzie had always refused.  He tried to keep his
voice nonchalant.  “Ten is a lot of throws.  Anyone can get in one lucky shot.”

“All right.  I’ll hit them twice.”  Andy hesitated as he quickly tried to
figure the odds.  Suzie was a pretty good athlete, but she still threw like a
girl.  While he was thinking, Suzie licked his neck.  “You know, I think
Chrissy would be the perfect one to join us.  And she told me she likes it up
the ass.”

Andy found himself nodding yes.  His brain wasn’t doing the thinking anymore.

Suzie practically skipped across the room to get the ball.  “Now, you stand in
front of the sofa, so if I miss it will just hit the pillows.  And spread your
legs for me.  You have to give me a good view.”

Andy spread his legs.  Suddenly, he felt vulnerable.  One lucky shot could
really hurt.

Suzie went on.  “And close your eyes.  I don’t want you flinching.  That
wouldn’t be fair, would it?”

Andy took one last look at his girlfriend, still wrapped in a towel, before
closing his eyes.  He waited for what seemed like an hour.  He was about to say
something when he heard Suzie shout  “Play ball!”

The sound of her voice startled him but he held his ground. He heard her grunt
and then felt the ball land on his left foot.  Then he heard Suzie mutter
“Damn” under her breath.

Andy smiled to himself.  He had nothing to worry about.  He peeked out when he
felt Suzie bend down by his feet to retrieve the ball.  “That was a good try,
honey,” he said sweetly.

“I can’t pitch in this damn towel,” she said as she walked back across the
room.  Again Andy peeked just in time to see Suzie peel the towel off.  As she
bent over to lay it on a chair. Andy got a gorgeous view of her pretty ass.  He
quickly closed his eyes before she turned around.  “There. that’s better,” she
said.

Again, Andy heard her grunt.  This time the ball came a lot faster and hit him
square in the thigh.  He let out a little grunt.

“That’s better,” Suzie said.  “I’m zeroing in.”

Andy wasn’t too worried about his balls, but he suddenly realized that even if
she missed them, she could still do some damage.  His leg was smarting a little
bit.  Still, the thought of Chrissy put a smile back on his face.  He hardly
noticed when he heard Suzie’s next little grunt.

The ball caught Andy’s nuts square.  He barely noticed the pain at first.  He
was more surprised than anything else.  In fact, he hardly understood what had
happened until he heard Suzie squealing in delight.  “Yes,” she shouted.

Then the pain overtook him.  He felt nauseous and his legs started to tremble. 
By this time, Suzie was at his feet picking up the ball again.  “Told you,” she
taunted, “and now I have 7 more shots.”

“You have to give me a minute,” Andy stammered.

“No way!  You’re just trying to break my timing.”

“But...”

“But nothing,” she said and she gave him a little pat on his ass.  “Remember,
girls can’t pitch.”

Andy bit his lip hard and forced himself to remain standing.  He heard Suzie
chuckle, “I think I’ll try a fastball this time.”

He could hear her grunt louder this time, and he heard the ball whistling
toward him.  It exploded against the head of his bound dick and then dropped to
the floor.  This time the pain was immediate.  The force from the ball knocked
him back onto the sofa.

“Damn, a little high.”  Andy opened his eyes and watched his naked girlfriend
run over to him.  After she picked up the softball, she grabbed the rope that
held his dick.  “Hey, no sitting down during the game.”  Suzie gave a firm tug
to the shoelace and Andy felt himself being yanked up by his dick.  It felt
like she was ripping it right out.  He had no choice but to get to his feet.

“I don’t think I can do anymore,” Andy said weakly.

“What kind of sissy are you?  I’m just getting warmed up.”

“But you could do some damage down there.”

“Of course I could, honey.  That’s what makes it fun.”  Suzie hugged him close
and ran her hands over his ass.  She pushed her pussy against his sore balls. 
Suddenly, they didn’t hurt so much anymore.  

“All right.”  Sweat was pouring off Andy’s face as Suzie kissed him lightly.

Six more shots, Andy thought.  He almost wished she would get his balls again
right away, and then it would be over.  A couple more shots to his dick could
put him out of commission for a while.

As he was thinking this, Andy heard Suzie wind up again.  “Yeah,” he thought,
“maybe it would be best to get it over with right now.

SPLAT!  Andy got his wish.  The ball smashed into his right nut.  This time the
pain was immediate and Andy collapsed onto the floor.  When he opened his eyes,
he saw Suzie doing a little victory dance over him.

He was about to stammer a “You win” when Suzie said “Come on, I get five more
shots.”

“No.  You win. You can pitch,” he said weakly.

“I know that.  But the deal was ten shots.  It doesn’t matter whether I win or
not.”

“But...”

“I need the practice honey.”  And Suzie was suddenly yanking on the string
around his shriveled cock.  This time, it really hurt and Andy couldn’t keep
from crying.

Suzie frowned at him.  “All right, you big baby.  Even though you are clearly a
loser -- I’ll talk to Chrissy about joining us -- after I get all ten of my
shots.”

Andy nodded weakly and struggled to his feet.  Suzie laughed “Of course, you
may not be ready for us for a while after I’m done with you.”

The ball again exploded into Andy’s precious jewels.  Again he saw stars and
fell.  Suzie stood over him.  “You know, it’s getting easier.  They’re getting
swollen and bigger.”

“No more, please,” Andy stammered.  “I can’t get up.”

“Fine,” Suzie said.  She pulled his legs apart and faced him away from the
couch.  “I need to work on keeping the ball down, anyway.”

She didn’t bother to make him close his eyes this time.  Her aim again was
deadly.  The ball zeroed in on his red nuts and hammered them into the hard
wood floor.  Andy let out a high pitched whimper as Suzie began singing “We Are
the Champions.”

Two of Suzie’s last three shots missed their mark, hitting Andy limp cock
instead, but on the tenth one the ball seemed to imbed itself into Andy
nutsack.  He barely moved by this time.

Suzie bent over him to pick up the ball, giving him a clear view of her pussy
and asshole.  He smiled through his pain and even felt his cock stir a bit.  He
had made it, and when he had recovered, he would really enjoy his reward.

“That was fun, sweetie,” Suzie chirped.  “I’m going to call Chrissy right now. 
I hear she’s really into golf.”


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