Jason and Lana had exchanged cell numbers and he called her on Thursday around 4:00.
"Hi, Lana."
"Hi, Jason. How are you?"
"I'm fine, thanks. You?"
"Good too."
"What are you up to?" Jason asked.
"Just studying with Carey."
"I'm sorry."
"About what? My studying with Carey?" she asked with a cute giggle in her voice.
"I think I missed wishing you happy birthday on Tuesday."
"Oh, yeah. Thanks. But how did you know?" Lana asked.
"From your file at the infirmary," Jason offered.
"Oh, what else do you know about me from my file?" Lana asked, again with the cute little giggle.
"Nothing much else," Jason fibbed.
"Well, thanks. It wasn't much of a birthday, really. My parents and brother called and Carey got me cupcakes from a bakery. That was nice."
"That's why I'm calling, other than to say hi. I wanted to make it up to you. Are you free later?"
"I've more studying but not too much. Why?"
"You like baseball?"
"Yeah. I do."
"I have tickets to the minor league team in Trenton. It's opening day game tonight at seven o'clock. You want to go?"
"Sure, but what's the temperature going to be like?"
"It could be in the low sixties by game time. You should dress somewhat warmly."
"Okay. Sounds like fun. I can make it if I keep at my work," Lana claimed.
"Great. I'm borrowing Mark's car again. I'm going to have to buy a cheap car from the money I'm making at the infirmary," Jason stated.
"Yeah. He might not like you borrowing his all the time," Lana agreed.
"We better leave at 6:15. We can grab something to eat there. Can you be ready by then?"
"Sure," Lana said.
"Okay, see you then."
Jason picked her up at the appointed time and followed the directions Mark had given him to the field. They were through the gate and seated by 6:45. The seats were great, right behind the home team's dugout. They could have sat anywhere they wanted because not too many people were there, though some were still filing in.
Jason asked her what she wanted to eat. He left her there for a few minutes while he went to get them food and drinks. Lana zipped up her jacket and was glad she wore the sweater underneath. The temperature was dropping quickly as it got dark. It was still early spring and though the days were getting into the seventies, the nights could dip into the low sixties to fifties.
Lana watched the pre-game practice until Jason returned with the food. One hotdog for her and two for him. He had nachos too and Cokes. They were both hungry and polished off the food just as the game was starting.
The Trenton Thunder was playing the team from Harrisburg. The Thunder, a minor league organization for the Yankees, had a great record of sending quality players to the Yankees. The talent had allowed them to be very competitive among minor league teams and they had a great winning history, including the previous year.
Harrisburg jumped out early and took a two run lead into the bottom of the third. The Thunder's pitcher had settled down after the rocky first but the offense had yet to contribute. That changed in the third when the clean-up batter with two on hit a homerun to right-center to put the Thunder up three to two. The score remained that way until the sixth when the Harrisburg team got a solo homer to tie the game.
It was still dropping temperature-wise and Lana leaned against Jason for warmth and to block the slight breeze. They got hot chocolate in the sixth inning and that helped warm them inside. Lana was cheering every good play by the Thunder like Jason and he felt she was having a good time. She was good company too.
"You enjoying this?" he asked.
"Yeah. It's a good game. Little cold but not too bad," she said, with a smile but a little shiver too.
Jason realized her small frame probably couldn't handle the cold as well as he could. He put his finished hot chocolate down and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Lana wished the damn armrest wasn't in the way because it prevented her from really snuggling close to him.
The Thunder scored twice in the bottom of the seventh to take a five to three lead. Both teams had relief pitchers in and were playing hard despite the temperature. In the top of the eighth Lana spoke up.
"I could use the bathroom," she said.
Mark had used these tickets many times before and told Jason of a bathroom down the far end of the bleachers. He said if it wasn't crowded that bathroom was hardly ever used.
"Okay. I could go too. I'll take you there," Jason offered.
"Great," Lana said.
They walked hand in hand to the bathroom. Neither had gloves and they were keeping their hands in their jacket pockets. Jason's were fairly warm, Lana's were like ice.
"You're cold, huh?" Jason asked as they walked.
"A little," Lana said bravely. "The hot chocolate helped."
"You want to leave?"
"No. I'm okay, really. It's a good game. We shouldn't leave yet."
"Okay, but tell me if you are too cold," Jason stated.
"Sure. Where are we going?" Lana asked. "Aren't there bathrooms back closer to our seats?"
"Yeah, but these are probably more private and cleaner," Jason offered.
"More private? What do you have in mind?" Lana asked jokingly.
"Nothing," Jason tried to say innocently, but his smile suggested otherwise.
They got to the bathrooms and indeed no one was around. The small crowd was huddled mostly between home and the bases on the first and third sides. No one was in the outfield or down the lines but a few diehards and couples wanting to be alone.
"There's the ladies," Jason said pointing, the men's across the way.
"No one's here," Lana remarked, her cute dimples showing with the smile.
"I told you," Jason stated.
"How about I just come in with you?" Lana offered, still grinning, her green eyes sparking in the bright overhead lights of the inner stadium.
"Why not," Jason said, smiling back.
It was warmer inside the stadium and they found out the bathrooms were heated as Lana followed him hand in hand through the door. Jason did a quick check and they were alone. Lana hurried to one of the stalls and Jason grabbed the first urinal. She could hear the telltale sounds of a guy peeing as she too went. He was done first and washed his hands. Lana seemed to be taking forever.
"Come on. We're missing the game, slowpoke," Jason said jokingly.
"I think my zipper's stuck," Lana said. "Can you help me?"
Jason smiled and walked to the stall. Lana let him in and Jason closed the door to keep it from hitting him in the back and also for her privacy. There was no need for that though. Her pants were just fine.
"What are you...?" Jason questioned.
"Want to be naughty?" Lana asked with a devious smile.
Jason loved the way her eyes sparked and her dimples shone when she smiled. He looked at her wondering, then thought through the possibilities, and realized they were probably safe.
"Yeah. What do you have...?"
"This," Lana said, reaching for his zipper.
Jason watched her small hands deftly undo his zipper. He couldn't help but think she might have done that a few times before. She fished her hand into his boxer's slit and pulled his flaccid cock out into the open.
"Oh, god, your hands are cold," Jason moaned with a laugh.
"Sorry. I tried rubbing them against my pants while I peed but I guess it didn't work too well," Lana snickered.
"Now what, little girl...Oh, shit...," Jason growled.
Lana took him right into her warm mouth. The sensation was incredible and he groaned with delight. The heat from his cock seemed to be warming her working hands too. Lana tried to get his balls through the slot as well and succeeded. Her left hand fondled and teased them as her right helped get him hard. She scratched her fingernails over his loose hanging balls as his cock hardened in her warm wet mouth. Her tongue was like an active snake, teasing the head as she sucked.
'Oh, god! She can sure suck cock,' Jason moaned to himself. 'No wonder her boyfriends were happy to stop there.'
Lana had her own thoughts going. 'I love this big cock. I got to learn to take him down my throat,' she decided, as she savored the big meatstick now hard in her mouth.
Lana wanted to go slow but knew this was unfortunately not the time or place for that. She'd finish him as quick as she could so they could get back to the game. She too was curious to catch the ending.
Lana listened to Jason's reactions to her administrations to his cock. Her experience was that ever guy had some things they liked best and she played off those. Yeah, it was universal that all guys liked having the head sucked and the underside teased, but from there things varied. Her last boyfriend liked to have his balls squeezed when he was excited. The first one had liked fucking her mouth. Ryan, from her church, whom she had sucked a couple times while on a church retreat, loved to have her jack him off into her mouth, as she sucked hard on the head. Ben, from summer camp, had enjoyed her rubbing her lips up and down his cock as it was lying on his belly. He would cum onto his stomach from that.
Jason seemed to like it the deeper she could take his big cock, so she tried taking him as deep as she could. Most guys did like it when she took them deep. Though the cocks she had sucked before were more normal sized, once she had learned to relax her throat, she could easily take them down. She just had to angle her throat right to fit the head past the beginning entrance to her throat. Jason's girth made her task a lot tougher.
Lana pushed Jason's cock against the back of her mouth, where the big cockhead wedged into the opening. She tried to relax and forget about her gag reflex. Unfortunately it was tough to do with him and she choked a little. She pulled him back. Licked the head a few more times and tried again. This time she succeeded in forcing the head deeper but gagged and had to pull back. Jason moaned loudly through the whole series.
They heard the door open and Lana quickly backed off his cock. She smiled up at him and pulled her legs up off the ground. She had pulled her pants up and sat on the seat cover, so now when she pulled her legs up someone looking would only see Jason's feet. They listened to the guy peeing and giggled quietly. The guy left without washing his hands and they were alone again. Lana smiled back up at him.
