No, that’s not a clickbait title. Well… I guess it kind of is. You see, the Toronto Blue Jays stadium has a hotel attached to it in the outfield. You can rent the rooms out, and watch the game from inside the hotel. So, while I was technically at the game while this took place, I was behind some fairly reflective glass, and there was a very slim chance of anybody catching us. That said, people have been caught before. I believe they were pressed against the glass though.
I had been seeing this guy for a little while who we’ll call Rick. He was a pretty stereotypical trust fund kid in a big city douche, but he took me fancy places, and the sex was good so I put up with that because I was having fun. He was 25 at the time, and around 5’8”, athletic build. Short brown hair, and brown eyes. Clean shaven, and I’m not sure he could grow a full beard if he tried.
I’ll describe myself a little bit too now. I’m 23 now, but was 19 when this took place. My blonde hair was down to about my mid back at the time. I’ve got a 34DDD chest, and I’m fairly thicc. I’ve been called fun to squeeze on more than one occasion.
Rick had rented one of the aforementioned hotel suites for a couple of nights. One of those nights was a game night, and the other he was going to take me out in Toronto. I have very little interest in sports whatsoever, but I did my best to pay attention to what was going on. It was sort of a weird vantagepoint watching the game from that far away though, so I got bored after the first few innings and started teasing Rick both to cure my boredom, and because I am an amazing girlfriend.
He wasn’t paying much attention to me at first. He had spent the whole day nerding out over baseball to me, and was actually very excited for the game as he had never been inside one of the suites there before. I had to up my ante a little bit, and I got down on my knees in front of where he was seated a little bit back from the window, and unbuckled his belt. That finally got his attention, and he grinned down at me, calling me a naughty little girl. I smiled up at him, tugging his shorts down and told him to just relax and enjoy the game for a little while.
Rick had a really nice cock. Not massive by any stretch, around 5.5-6 inches, but it was just really well proportioned and he paid close attention to grooming. I never minded going down on him, and I enjoyed taking my time and making him squirm. That’s just what I did. For the first half inning, I was slowly kissing up and down his shaft while half watching the game over my shoulder, then going back to kissing over his cock.
When the teams switched sides, I took him into my mouth and he let out a moan as I started swirling my tongue over his cock. For a little while, I amused myself by timing the speed of his blowjob with the sound of the crowd cheering out the window. They get louder, I bob my head faster and begin playing with his balls. They quiet down, I rest my head against his stomach, and lightly lick at the tip.
During an exciting bit of play, I sped things up a bit too quickly for him, and he suddenly announced he was going to cum. I slid my head forwards, taking the whole of his cock in my mouth and reached up to run my hand over his chest as I felt him throb and cum in my mouth. I swallowed it all, then he kissed me, pulling me into his lap and we cuddled for the rest of the game.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x6rvse/i_went_down_on_my_boyfriend_at_a_baseball_game_mf