Changeups and Curveballs 3/14

[gwennylou]

Third Inning:

I'm burning bridges shore to shore
I break away from something more
I'm not turned off to love until it's cheap
Been there, done that, messed around
I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet

This time baby,
I'll be, bulletproof
This time baby,
I'll be, bulletproof

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As Luke arrived at The Cell, he headed to the box office. He found his reserved tickets and made his way to the section. He had to admit the seats were good and he had a great view of the field.
He found the seats that were reserved for Reid Oliver and sat down. Just as he was writing notes on the warms up, a tall, beautiful woman sat down beside him.
“So, Reid Oliver has use for his tickets! Hi, I’m Vanessa!”
“Hi, I’m Luke.”
“So, Luke. How and why do you know Reid?”
“Well, I’m actually the sports editor for the Chicago Tribune. I was the one to do the first full interview of Reid, and he offered me these tickets.”
“Right, so was that before or after you fucked him?”
“What?!?!?”
“Cristian texted me about twenty minutes ago to tell me that Reid walked into the clubhouse, whistling. He only whistles after he’s gotten sex.”
Luke blushed then.
“I’m pleading the fifth.”
“Well, regardless, you’re cute and you’re into sports, and apparently gay. So I’m okay with whatever went down between you two.”
Vanessa turned to the usher then and asked him to bring them some food.
“We have our own private usher?”
“Definitely, a lot of the players have small children, so it’s just easier to have someone bring the food here.”
“Oh, so Vanessa, you’re married to Cristian Diaz, the catcher?”
“Yep. We met at USC our freshman year. He was the star baseball player and I was the star point guard for the women’s team. We’ve been together ever since.”
“Oh, you’re Vanessa Mason! You were the all-time leading scorer at USC and helped them win their first women’s NCAA championship.”
“Okay, now I’m impressed. You really are into sports, aren’t you?”
“Well, it’s my job to be.”
“I like you. I think you’re going to be good for Reid.”
Luke just looked at her, unsure of how to respond.
Then the usher was back with their food and the game got underway.
Reid made it through eight innings with one base hit, and they brought in a closer.
The Red Sox won 4-1, and after the game Reid was extremely happy.
He was putting his street clothes on when Seamus stuck his head around the corner.
“Good to see you finally got laid. I told you that was all you needed.”
“Fuck off, O’Dell.”
“I’m probably going to use you on Monday as a relief pitcher again, so maybe you find that guy that made you so happy, so he can make you happy again.”
“Seriously O’Dell, go the fuck away.”
Seamus just grinned and walked out.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket and called his wife.
“Hey, Deb. How’re the boys?”
“They’re good, honey. So, we just watched the game. Reid looked good.”
“Well, there’s a reason for that. He came into the clubhouse today, whistling.”
“Really? Reid got laid? Wait, you’re on a road trip, right? Where did he find a guy to get laid? Does he know anyone in Chicago?”
“Off the top of my head, the only guy from here that we both know is the sports editor for the Tribune. You don’t think that… Oh my God, Reid had sex with Luke Snyder.”
“Are you sure, didn’t you say Reid hated him?”
“Well I thought so, but it makes sense. Reid and Luke both contacted me for each other’s contact info, and Reid randomly gave Luke the interview, even though when I saw them they looked about ready to beat the shit out of each other.”
“That sounds promising. What does Luke look like?”
“A man.”
“I mean hair color, height, eye color.”
“I don’t make it a habit of going around and checking other men out, Deb. Luke is average height, blonde hair, brown eyes I think. Dimples when he smiles.”
“So, he’s a cutie patootie. Oh my God, maybe he and Luke are boyfriends.”
“I told you, honey. Reid does not do boyfriends.”
“Yeah, but maybe Luke is the one to change his mind. We have to have Reid and Luke over for dinner or go out for dinner with sometime.”
“How in the world am I supposed to pull that one off?”
“Oh, I know! Didn’t you say that Reid was a shoo-in for the All-Star game?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, according to ESPN you are most likely going to be named the American League coach this year, so we go to the All-Star game, Luke will be there covering it for the paper, and we invite him and Reid for dinner.”
“You’re sort of scary you know that?”
“It’s why you love me.”
“Of course I do. Tell the boys I love them and that I’ll be home on Tuesday.”
“Love you too, baby. Goodnight.”
Seamus hung up the phone and headed out of the ballpark.
He walked to his waiting car, where the owners of the Boston Red Sox sat. So, it came down to this. This was the dinner where they decided if they were going to trade their star pitcher for more batters. He hoped he could convince them otherwise, because Reid was the reason the Red Sox were even close to making the playoffs this year.
Meanwhile, Luke and Reid were on their way to the restaurant as well. Luke was starving and all he could think about was the steak he was going to order and force Reid to pay for.
They were seated fairly quickly and after the waitress took their order, Reid took a sip of his wine.
“So, that game was awesome.”
“I know, I saw.”
“You and Vanessa seemed to hit it off.”
“You saw that?”
“Yeah, I looked over from time to time to see if you were still there.”
“Where would I have gone?”
“I don’t know. When I’m pitching I try to drown all the noise in my head and I think about something. Today, I was thinking about you.”
“So, you’re saying you did so well, because you were thinking about me?”
“Well, I did so well because I was focused on how hot you were spread around my cock this morning.”
“Reid!”
“Oh, come on, Luke, it was a joke.”
“Do you have to be so vulgar?”
Reid just laughed a took another sip of his wine,
“So did you enjoy the scenery today?”
“What are you talking about?

“I know you were checking my ass out when I was bent over.”
“I was on the third base line, Reid, so I only got to see half of it.”
“Aha! But you do admit you were checking out at least one half of my ass.”

“Fine, you caught me. I was checking out one ass cheek.”
Reid grinned at him facetiously.
Then his phone went off and he looked at it.
His face suddenly soured,
“Is everything, okay?”
“I just got a text from O’Dell. He’s meeting the owners of the Red Sox here for dinner tonight, which can only mean one thing. The rumors are true and they want to trade me to the Cubs.”
“Really!??!”
“Yeah, it’s nice to now how much they value me, they don’t even give me the fucking courtesy to tell me themselves.”
“I take you don’t want to play for the Cubs?”
“Who the hell would? They suck.”
“Is there any hope they won’t trade you?”
“Unless you have a batter whose batting average is above .300 and is a free agent, doubtful.”
“Well, I might know someone.”
“Really, who?”
“Well, I did an interview a few weeks ago with Max Reynaldo from the Brewers. He’s averaging .351, and the Brewers desperately need a few pitchers.”
“How does that help me? You want me to go to Milwaukee now?”
“Just listen to me, Reid. I know for a fact that the Brewers would love to have you, but what if we got O’Dell to convince the owners to trade Marquis Jackson, whose in the last year of his contract, and Shane Miller, your top draft pick. Miller is going to be a huge star, eventually, and Jackson has a relatively low era for not playing much this season. This will give Jackson more playing time and Miller a chance to start pitching in a lineup.”
“That might actually work.”
“So, here is what you’re going to do. You’re going to march over to their table, thank them for everything they’ve done for you, and suck up. I’ll text O’Dell with the plan.”
Reid couldn’t believe it. Here was Luke Snyder actually trying to help him.
“Why are you helping me?”
“Because you’re a Red Sox. You like Boston, I’m just trying to help out a friend, here, okay?”
“So, we’re friends now?”
“Well, I hope so, considering I let you fuck me in the ass.”
Reid started laughing then and Luke told him to go over to the owners and O’Dell.
Reid obeyed, because he couldn’t say no after Luke came up with this brilliant plan.
He approached the table and saw the owners sitting there drinking their four hundred dollar bottle of scotch and eating steak topped with lobster.
He rolled his eyes but forced himself to suck up to them anyway.
As he approached Larry Lucchino, the CEO and president of the Red Sox glared at him. If anyone was going to be the hardest sell it would be him. It probably had to do with the fact that the first time Reid Oliver met the owners he assumed a picture of his mother was wife, and his wife was his daughter.
“Mr. Lucchino, Mr. Werner, and Mr. Henry, I just wanted to let you know that I very much appreciate working for your organization. Being a pitcher for the Boston Red Sox, is my dream job, and so I’d like to thank you for taking the chance on me when I was traded to you from the Yankees. I promise that as long as I pitch for you, I’ll give it my all.”
Mr. Henry smiled at him and shook his hand,
“It’s players like you that make me glad I made the investment, Mr. Oliver. Keep up the good work, we’ll need your arm as we make a run for the playoffs.”
Larry smiled at him almost cruelly and said,
“Well, actually what we need are batters, I hope you understand if we do end up trading you, it’s nothing personal, we just need something different for our team.”
Reid reeled back as if he had been struck and was about to launch into a diatribe, when he felt someone behind him.
“Reid understands that you need both a strong bullpen and a strong lineup and he along with the rest of Boston is trusting you to make that happen.”
Seamus having watched this entire conversation smiled for the first time since Reid had approached the table.
Luke was very good for Reid.
Reid still looked mad enough to punch Lucchino, but he allowed Luke to temper him.
“That being said, Reid here is hoping to celebrate his 280th win as a pitcher, so we’re going to go do that. Have a good evening, gentlemen.”
Luke led Reid out of the restaurant then.
“I just texted O’Dell with my scenario. There’s not much you can do now but wait.”
“I fucking hate waiting.”
“So what do you want to do the rest of the night?”
“The only thing that’s going to keep me preoccupied is if I have something in my mouth.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“I was talking about getting ice-cream, Luke, but if you want to shove something else in my mouth, I won’t say no.”
“God, you’re incorrigible.”
“Of course I am. It’s part of my charm.”
Luke and Reid ate their ice cream as they walked around Chicago. Luke tried to cheer him up by showing him all the cool places Chicago had to offer, but Reid was preoccupied with thoughts of being traded.
Luke finally had enough and grabbed Reid’s hand.
“Come on.”
“Where are we going?”
“We’re going back to my apartment and we’re going to have sex.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really?”
“Why?”
“Because you’re moping and it’s getting annoying. At least this way we’ll both be happy.”
“So, having sex with me makes you happy? I can’t be selfish and deny you happiness, then.”
“You are unbelievably arrogant.”
“Does this mean you don’t want to have sex?”
Luke rolled his eyes and pushed Reid toward a cab,
“ Just get in the damn car.”
Reid got in. Then he turned to Luke.
“I can’t believe you helped me back there.”
“Why not?”
“Because , I’ve never had anyone do that for me before.”
“Really? I can’t imagine why.”
“ I know, I’m an asshole.”
“You’re really not that bad, Reid. I don’t know why you have to put up the gruff, tough guy exterior.”
“Ehh, sometimes it’s easier than talking to people who annoy me.”
“Right.”
Reid grabbed Luke’s hand then, and Luke’s heart fluttered.
He should definitely not be feeling that way. Reid made it perfectly clear he wanted Luke as nothing more than a fuck buddy, and it would not be good for him to fall in love and then get his heart broken.
Later that night after they had sex again, Luke lay exhausted on the bed.
He half expected Reid to get up and go back to his hotel.
Instead, he rolled over and fell promptly asleep.
Well that was new, he wasn’t sure how the whole fuck buddy thing worked, but he was pretty sure spending the night was a huge no-no.
But he was too tired to psychoanalyze it, so he rolled over and fell asleep too.
The next morning he found himself being spooned by Reid Oliver, and he found himself not hating it.
Fuck. This was not part of the deal.
He got up quickly, startling Reid awake in the process.
“Hey, what’s for breakfast?”
“Uhh, whatever the diner across the street is serving. I don’t cook.”
Reid reached over Luke who was still rubbing his bleary eyes, and found the remote for the TV on his nightstand.
He flipped it on to ESPN.
Luke went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a shower, when he heard the breaking news alert.
“In an unexpected twist this morning, Seamus O’Dell told the baseball world today that Reid Oliver was not being traded to the Chicago Cubs as was previously indicated. Instead, the Milwaukee Brewers were the ones to benefit from this trade. However, O’Dell says that Marquis Jackson and Shane Miller, their number one pitching prospect were the ones traded for Max Reynaldo, averaging .351. This trade comes two weeks after the news broke that the Red Sox were looking to pad their lineup. So, what’s next for the Red Sox now that they have a dynamite hitter and the best pitcher in the major league? Stay tuned for more about this breaking story and other stories around baseball a little later this morning.”
Luke walked out with the toothbrush in his mouth to see Reid doing a victory dance in his sweatpants.
Luke laughed and then went to spit out his toothpaste.

Luke was just wiping his mouth off when Reid crowded into the bathroom with him.
Luke turned around to leave, but Reid pinned him against the wall.
Then Reid kissed him, hard.
“Thanks.”
“For what?”
“For keeping me in Boston. It means a lot.”
Then Reid was sliding his leg between Luke’s thighs, and Luke moaned.
He was already hard, like he was every morning, but then he hadn’t woken up to anyone in his bed since his last boyfriend which was over a year ago.
“You’re so fucking hot, Luke.”
“I am?”
“Oh yeah. And now I want to do something that I haven’t done since college.”
“What’s that?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“What?”
“Come on, Luke. I’m offering to switch hit here.”
“Are you sure, that’s…”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
Luke grabbed his condoms and lube from the medicine cabinet. It had been far too long since he’d require the use of them.
When he got back into his bedroom, Reid was completely naked laying in the middle of the bed.
“So are you going to get over here and fuck me, or do I have take care of this myself?”
With that, Reid took his cock in his hand and began to stroke slowly.
Luke stared as saliva filled his mouth and his breathing quickened.
Quite possibly the hottest thing he had ever seen before in his life was happening right before his very eyes.”
“Umm, sorry, just needed to grab some more condoms so we don’t have to worry about them.”
Luke dropped the items on the bed and climbed on. The one thing on his mind at the moment was to kiss Reid, he didn’t care if that meant neglecting his or Reid’s cock.
So he bent down and kissed him deeply.
Reid ran his fingers through Luke’s hair as he deepened the kiss.
He could spend all day doing this. Kissing Luke was unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
Having sex with Luke was even better, and he really wanted that to happen.
Reid pushed Luke off him and flipped him over so that Luke was laying against the bed.
He slowly took Luke’s shirt off, and kissed down his stomach, until he reached his boxers.
Then he dragged them off as well and bent down to lick a stripe from his stomach down to his groin.
Luke groaned and arched into his mouth.
That was always his favorite thing too. The skin was so sensitive and he spent time placing kisses along his groin, purposely avoiding Luke’s dripping cock.
“Fuck, Reid.”
“What?”
“Please, stop teasing me.”
Reid took Luke in his mouth then. He sucked for a bit, then used his tongue to swirl around the head and the underside of Luke’s cock.
“Oh God.”
“What, Luke?”
“I’m gonna come if you don’t quit.”
Reid regretfully pulled off. As much as loved making someone come with just his mouth, he really wanted to feel Luke inside him.
He grabbed a condom from the bed and quickly sheathed Luke’s hard cock.
Then he took the lube and generously applied it to his own fingers and Luke’s cock.
He slowly worked himself open as Luke stared at him with a look of shock and lust.
“Jesus Christ, Reid. That’s so fucking hot.”
“Really? So you like it when I sink slowly onto my fingers like this?”
Reid fucked himself on his fingers all the while watching Luke who he could tell wanted to spring into action.
“It’s okay, Luke. You can take me.”
With that, Luke sat up and grabbed Reid.
Reid could feel Luke’s erection rubbing against his ass.
So he took Luke’s erection in his hand and guided it to his entrance.
Reid looked down at Luke, whose lap he was sitting in.
He reached down and kissed him as he sank slowly onto Luke’s cock.
“Fucking hell, Reid. You’re so tight.”
“Just go slow, Luke. I haven’t bottomed since college and that’s been a few years now.”
“Only a few?”
“Fine it’s been nine years, okay?”
Then Luke was fully inside Reid and the feeling was almost overwhelming it was so intense.
Both men sat there for a few seconds just getting used to the feel, and then Reid gripped Luke’s arms and told him to “fucking move, already”.
Luke thrust up into Reid just as he gripped Reid’s hips and pulled him closer.
Reid saw stars.
The trajectory was the same each time Luke moved, dead on Reid’s prostate, and Reid knew that he was not going to last long at all, especially at the brutal pace Luke was setting.
“I’m gonna cum, Luke.”
“Yeah, I want you to, Reid. Come for me.”
Reid trembled as a powerful orgasm ripped through him coating his stomach.
Luke wasn’t far behind and came with a groan as his head dropped into Reid’s chest.
Reid held him close while they both recovered.
Then the uncomfortable stickiness set in and they moved apart.
Luke removed himself from Reid and went to his bathroom. He started a warm shower and just as he was stepping in, Reid was pushing in behind him.
“Thanks. That was quite possibly the best sex I’ve ever had.”
“What does that mean, quite possibly?”
“Well, I don’t necessarily remember all the sex I’ve ever had, so I have to put a caveat before that.”
“So, I’m the best sex you remember having? God, you are a slut.”
“Hey, being drunk doesn’t make me a slut.”
“No, but sleeping with guys while you’re drunk, does.”
“Just because you’ve only been with two guys in your life, doesn’t mean I’m a slut.”
“Two guys? Really? You think I’m that inexperienced?”
“Well, your ex Noah, who keeps calling you and me. It’s okay, I think the young, virginal, pure bride thing you have going on is adorable and hot.”
“I’ll have you know that I’ve been with six guys, okay? Noah was one, then there was Ashton, Andrew, Max, Chris, and then you.”
“And how old are you?”
“I’m twenty-three.”
“God, I feel like I’m robbing the cradle here.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m 31 and I’ve definitely had sex with more than six guys.”
“Like I said, slut.”
“Why are we even having this conversation while we’re showering?”
“You brought it up.”
“Indeed I did.
Reid wasn’t talking about the conversation though as he reached out and grabbed once again hard cock.
“Does the idea of me being a slut, turn you on, Mr. Snyder?”
“No, but being in a hot shower with a hot guy does.”
“Well, I can’t let little Luke feel left out, can I?”
With that Reid was on his knees taking Luke’s cock into his mouth.
Luke didn’t last long as Reid was brilliant at giving head, and the sight of Reid on his knees was seriously amazing.
As he painted Reid’s tongue he gripped his hair and shuddered.
Reid stood up, wiped his mouth off and then kissed Luke, sharing some of his come with him.
Luke was learning more and more each time he had sex with Reid.
This whole fuck buddy thing was pretty eye-opening for him.
The rest of the morning was spent eating room service and watching old reruns of Saved by The Bell.
Reid and Luke both agreed that Zach was the cutest, but Reid loved Mario Lopez’s dimples.
Then he stuck his fingers in Luke’s dimples until he smiled, which led to another lengthy make out and frottage session. This then required yet another shower.
Reid looked at the clock around four that afternoon after a nap and turned to Luke.
“I’ve got to get to the field. You coming to the game tonight?”
“Yep.”
“Great, I’ll look for you from the bullpen.”
“I’ll be the one holding up the sign, Reid Oliver’s Number One Fan!”
“If you do that, I’m never having sex with you again.”
“Okay. I’m pretty sure the sex thing is for you, so you can keep winning games.”
“Don’t turn my words around on me.”
“You’re totally infuriating, you know that?”
Reid just kissed him and then headed to the door,
“We on for dinner again tonight?”
“Sure.”
Reid left Luke’s apartment then, and Luke lay back against the pillows on the couch.
He had no idea what was going on with him and Reid, but he liked it. He liked it a lot, and that scared him.
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