Lame at baseball. That's how you were. You loved baseball, but when it comes to play it you just can't. Your mother told you to practice, that way you will learn and get better and thats' what you did. You played it every day after school, but nothing. The popular girls always laughed at you for playing boys sports. Like football, hockey. Yes, you were awesome at all sports, just not baseball and you hated that.

Right now, you were playing all alone baseball, trying to hit every ball that came towards you. You managed to hit some, but still not enough. Tomboy, that's what you were and the fact that you sucked at one sport made your blood boil in rage. After the final ball that you missed, you sighed in defeat and sat on the ground with a sad look on your face. You heard footsteps coming towards you and you turned your head to see Alfred, or Al how he liked to be called. He was the typical bad boy of the school along with his brother Mathew. When he saw you he just smirked.

"Why are you sitting here all alone dollface?~" he said with fake pity. You just growled and got up, leaving, but he grabbed your wrist.

"Hey! I was talking to you! You better don't ignor me, bitch, or there will be some blood on the field." he said with a sinister look. Even though that scared you a little, you managed to keep your cool with ease. I mean, you were the captain of the wrestling team, so nothing could scare you.

"Aren't you [Name]? That tomboy that everyone is talking about?" he asked, a bit shocked.

"Yeah, that's me." you asked in a bored and annoyed voice. You really wanted to get away from him. No, he didn't scared you, but he was annoying to no limit.

"I have to say. I like a girl who could fight and from what I hear you really are a fighter, aren't you, [Name]?~......But...." he said. Oh yes, he said the 'but', that means something was going to happen.

"I heard that you suck balls at baseball. How funny, I'm the best player on the sport. Sadly you're the worst~" he said in a sing song voice. Now you were angry.

"Shut up! Is not my fault! I practice every day and nothing!!" you said red in anger and embarassment.

"If that's it I could help you with your little problem. I could teach you a few tricks." he said oh so causal.

"What's the trick?" you asked. You weren't dumb and you knew very well that Al would never EVER do something without getting something in exchange.

"No trick, dool~....You seem pretty cool and trust me I don't say that to any girl." he said as he wrapped and arm around your waist.

"Yeah. You usually say that they're hot and good enough to fuck, right?" you asked with a chuckle. He seemed taken back by that, but he smirked.

"You read me like a book, girl. I like that. Usually girl are afraid that I will fuck their pussies out. Not you, babe~" he said as he licked your cheek. You pulled away quickly.

"Okey okey, doggie. How about you teach me some tricks on baseball?" you said trying to get his mind of sex. After one two hours of practice, you seemed to hit more balls than normal, thanks to Al. At the final hit he got behind you and trying to show you how to hit it harder. The position seemed a bit awkard and that made you blush like hell. You could feel him grind against your ass and you let out a low moan.

"H-Hey! Wh-What are you d-doing?" you asked all shy and blushing. He just chuckled darkly.

"Nothing, babe~...Just teaching you a few tricks-" he was cut off by someone hitting him in the head. It was his brother, Mathew. He had hit Al with his hockey stick, a frown on his face.

"Stop touching [Name], dickhead." the Canadian said in a deadly voice and he picked you up on his shoulder. That made you yelp and blush more.

"W-What the hell man!!? I was just teaching her how to play baseball!!!" the tanned American yelled, ready to hit his brother.

"More like pushing your baseball bat in her ass!" Mathew yelled. That went for half an hour and you were going to have a headache.

"Alright, how about this? Play a sport with me and who wins gets a date with me and maybe a kiss." when you said that both were looking at you with sparkle in their eyes.

"What sport?" they both said with hopes that maybe is hockey or baseball.

"Hmmmm.......Basketball!" when you said that their jaws dropped. One fact you knw, both of them sucked dicks and balls at basketball! Ha, take that bad boys brothers!!!!!