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One Thousand Apologies - Part 2

Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, First Time, Incest, Masturbation, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: Joe Long, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

best pitch, the cut fastball low and away. The ball flew off Rudy’s bat, and I swear it was still rising when it cleared the right center fence for an opposite field home run. “Fuck!” Down two to nothing. I was batting 9th (as usual) and in the bottom of the 4th we were still down 2-1, with two on and two outs as I stepped into the left handed batters box. I took a ball high, then got a fastball right down the middle. I swung and there was virtually no vibration as the ball rebounded off the sweet spot of the bat. As I ran to first base I saw the ball in the air as the center fielder raced back, further, further – until he caught it right up against the fence in the deepest part of the outfield. I got to bat one more time in the 6th, and the umpired called “strike three!” on a pitch in the same location that he had never given to me as a pitcher the whole game. The third out, I threw my bat on the ground in disgust. Another inning later, and the game’s over. A 3-hitter, although with five walks, and we lost 2-1. I was already pissed about the game when Hannah joined me behind the bench. We went back to the car where I changed back to my street clothes as she showed me the pictures she had taken. They weren’t as good as I had hoped. “I’m so small in the pictures!” She said “I was afraid I might distract you if I got too close, where you might see me.” I was disappointed, as well as still being pissed about the game, but the last thing I wanted to do was come off as a dick ... again. I took the pictures and told her “Thanks, I appreciate it” while directing the rest of the conversation back to my failings. So on the drive home I was beating myself up, saying things like “I should have thrown him the damn curveball – but I stayed hard.” Which was true – but in contrast, once we reached the house, Hannah ran upstairs to tell my parents about how great I had done. Standing in the door to the TV room, she blurted out, “Joe almost hit a home run!” I came up behind her and rebutted, “Yeah, but I DIDN’T , and we LOST! ” “and he only gave up three hits!” “but I LOST! ” My mother gave me this look and said “Joe, can’t you just be a little happy?” I just gave her a frown as I turned away. “I’m gonna go to my room and listen to the Pirates. I’ll be back as soon as the game’s over.” The game was tied in the 6th, but two innings later the Bucs rallied for 3 runs, the win boosting them into a tie for 1st place with the Expos. It gave me something to be excited about again, even if it was for other people’s successes. Emerging from my room an hour later, I let everyone know “Hey!, the Pirates won, we’re tied for 1st!” Mom was a fan and shared a high-five with Hannah, but dad could care less. He was in his chair, reading a magazine while sometimes glancing at the TV. Mom then got up and said “here, let me make some room for you”, leaving a place for me with Hannah on the love seat as she excused herself and went downstairs. Instead of pajamas, Hannah had once more ...