Porn on the Road

One of the best things for me on the road is porn. It's pretty much fact that every guy jerks off. I know guys that have girlfriends and wives and they still jerk off. They are guaranteed a fuck or blow job everyday... yet still jerk off.

The guy I currently share a room with on the road and I talked about jerking off at the beginning of the season. At the time, I had a boyfriend... but told him it was a girlfriend back in New York. Just like my freshman year of college we set some ground rules.

No matter where we were, we would always order pizza to the room. If one of us were fucking we would leave the pizza box outside the door. We would try and give the guy a time frame but sometimes he would take longer than expected.

Most pizza deliveries come with menus. If one of us were gunna jerk off to porn we would leave the menu in front of the door.

Well, guys on the team caught on... that led to banging on doors and all of that.

Now, I am guessing that you guys want to hear that this led to he and I jerking off in our jock straps every night on the road.... well... it doesn't happen that way with he and I.

I have woken up at night and saw the bathroom light on and just assumed he was either taking a dump or jerkin it.

The next morning I asked him point blank. He fessed up to jerkin off. When he would disappear with his laptop, I knew he was going to bust a load. He has a pretty amazing body but I really don't think of him like that.

There is one guy that i wanna talk about that is my crush of the season who is NOT on my team.

I would also like to thank the site guys with IPhones for helping me jerk off at night.

If any of these guys are you... I want to bust my load all over you.

Why it's not me

The last post about my slump buster, I had someone leave an article from a sports writer who is trying to get a MLB player to come out of the closet and become a spokesman for gay athletes. Here are my thoughts.

I did read it.
I am not a potential trailblazer
I am not the gay Jackie Robinson.

This dilemma has plagued my soul: Do I come out? Do I continue to hide?

This blog has been my release so to speak. When I first entered the minor league system I had endured 4 years of high school and 4 years of college where almost everyday I heard the word faggot being thrown around like the word "the"

It comes so freely and it scares the shit out of me.

I don't know who you are Jeff Pearlman. I don't even want to try and google you. Right now, as a gay-closeted MiLB player I do not want to come out. There are so many reasons why I won't come out and say who I am.

First, I have a feeling that my team would void my contract and then it's pretty much over for my career in baseball. I dream of being an everyday player at a Major league club. The fact that I sleep with men instead of women would end my career. In today's environment I want to make sure I can make the most money for my talent.

If I were an ARod and I were to come out that would be big news. SportsCenter wall-to-wall. If a utility player on the Royals were to come out I think it would be big news for a few days and then the player would quietly be sent down to the minors. The club would also try and let him out of his contract.

Those are the thoughts that go through my head when I think about coming out.

Stepping up to the plate and hearing "You're - a - faggot. clap clap clap clap clap" echo throughout every stadium I show up to. Its really tough to try and think of enduring that.

Do I think that one day it will happen? Yes. Am I going to be the one who comes out. Right now the answer is no.

You can read entries on this blog where I have hidden who I am from my teammates because I fear this.

It would start with talking to my agent about if this is the right move for me to take. I don't think any player out there would have their agent tell him "Yeah. Go For it!"

I respect what you want but I don't think that there is an easy way of doing this.

There have been plenty of gay players playing ball who have come out after the fact. A few years ago hen I got hurt I decided to get an MBA so once my time playing ball was over I had some kind of advanced degree to fall back on.

Right now. Where I am with myself and where I see the business of baseball, you will not see a gay player come out publicly.

The Slump Buster

I have been trying to get over the ex for a few weeks. It's hilarious that a commenter said that I needed a Slump Buster fuck.

When a guy posted that in the comments I laughed my ass off and then jumped into protective mode. Did he know who I am?

The obvious answer is no. But whoever you are Randy, you are obviously a baller.

In college, as I had said in an earlier post, a slump buster was brought into effect when a guy on the team was just playing like garbage. There were a number of girls who would hang at the "baseball house" that just wanted to fuck.

This story is not about that bitch but about my slump buster fuck that happened in the not so distant past.

I was sitting at my apartment. Distraught, sipping on a Miller Light just thinking of the ex and how he could go out a fuck another dude. Many guys here have said to put myself in his shoes and look at myself. With that I knew I needed to get out of this funk.

I decided to log into AIM and see what if anyone was online that I knew in the area. No one. I decided to check out Adam 4 Adam and Craigslist. I have always felt so dirty posting an ad on Criagslist back before I was a taken man.

The site is easy enough to find a guy to just fuck, no strings attached.

I wrote the text to my ad to make sure I had all the right keywords that guys look for. "Masc Straight Bi Top" Preppy Frat Boy. Ect...

I posted my ad and waited nervously. I got some great responses back from people but one caught my eye. He wasn't waht I would normally look for in a guy.

He was skinny but toned. Blonde hair and blue eyes and about 5'10" according to his email.

We chatted on AIM for a half hour talking about what we were looking to get into and he told me that he was new to the city and looking for guys to get to know. To me it sounded like he was looking for friends and a boyfriend. I made it clear that I was looking for a one time thing.

We agreed to meet up for a beer and take it from there.

When he walked in he was better than I expected. He had filled out from his pics he had sent me. We talked about life. I avoided talking about my "job" in finance. Luckily he had just graduated law school and was looking for work in the city closest to me. He is smart and a pretty cool guy. He then bluntly asked when we were going back to his place.

I drove back to his place. A 1 bedroom apartment that was very nicely decorated. He had pictures of him and his friends from college and law school partying on the walls. I really didn't get to look around much because he made the move first. He kissed me.

That led to an intense 20 minute make out session where our clothes kept getting thrown off followed by intense kissing.

I got him down to his boxers and he was hard as a rock and already leaking precum.

From there I pretty much got caught up in the moment. There was foreplay but then he wanted me to just fuck him.

For a cool guy that I would never pick out as gay in a straight bar, he took my cock like a champ.

This went on for about 2 hours or so. Off and on. Stopping to get some water make out and just relax before going for round 2. After round 2 he asked me to stay the night.

I told him that I did not want to stay the night. I hope he didn't take offense to that. It's hard looking for a one night thing with a guy. It's easy for me to pick and choose what kind of guy I want to bang. It's another trying not to be emotional about it and wanting more.

He has text me a few times in the last few days looking to fool around. I may do it again. I know what I am getting myself into and am setting myself up for something that I don't know I want to deal with.

I don't want a boyfriend. I just wanna have a good time.

As far as him being a slump buster, after we fucked I had one of the best games this year. The slump buster works. Especially when he is a hot blonde looking to fuck.

Double treat for you guys who scrolled all the way down. Some hot pix sent in from my readers just like you. Feel free to send some to me.

Thank You

Wow. I never thought I could have this much support from guys here. 22 comments and thank you to each of you who left one.

I also got some e-mails from you guys. I really like that you guys left a note wishing me all the best.

I think Randy had the best comment.

Sorry it didnt work out. Sounded like you had best of both worlds for awhile. Take care. You need a slump buster fuck alright.

-Randy

Haha... a slump buster. I really do need a slump buster fuck.

In college I had a few of those. Mostly with over weight girls just looking to fuck. Those can be pretty funny when you recount the story the next morning in the locker room.

For the most part I have been playing, working out and using my frustration and anger in the weight room and working on my game. It's paying off and I am playing a lot better. Guys are asking me why I am so angry. Tell them that some dumb cunt from home fucked me over. Doesn't know what she is missing.

Randy- shoot me an email. Clubhousecloset at g mail

(I don't want spam)

Here is a link: very not safe for work of a hot guys dressing in a locker room. Should help get your day started. I haven't been sleeping much so I'm up and awake.