Holy crap. I met Cal Ripken Jr. today.
I can't believe it. 
I was sitting outside the Ralleys on Claiborne street, drinking a banana milkshake and eating a large order of rallyfries, when I saw a white SUV pull up to the store across the street, "Cherrry". I didn't think anything of it, but I almost choked on a mouthful of banana milkshake when I saw Cal Ripken Jr. get out of the SUV and go into Cherrry, the porno store!
I'm such a huge fan. I forgot all about my rallyfries and ran with my milkshake across the street, almost getting hit by a school bus on the way across. Even though I am still six months away from being 18 years old, I HAD to go in the store and see Cal Ripken Jr. 
So I went inside, and tried to look nonchallant, and there he was! Cal Ripken Jr was haggling with the cashier over the price of a giant rubber cock! My eyes were as wide as dinner plates.
I was afraid they were going to call the cops, since I was underage, but Cal has been my hero ever since I was a little kid. 
I marched up to him and asked him for his autograph. 
Since I didn't have anything to write on, Cal Ripken signed his name on a copy of "Tranny" and gave it to me! But that wasn't all he had to give me.
It turns out cal is a really nice guy. The owner was eying me, and asked me for ID, but Cal said "no, it's cool, he's  with me" I couldn't believe it! We started to talk about his incredible consecutive game streak, while Cal browsed their assortment of vibrating butt plugs.
After a little while, he asked if I wanted to see his orioles tatoo, and you better believe I didn't say no. 
He gave the cashier a 20$ bill and took me back to one of the private booths, taking with him several of the dildoes and vibrators he had purchased. 
Cal Ripken was as good as his word, when we got back to the booth, he wasted no time whipping out a nine inch cock, with a tatoo of the orioles logo on the big meaty head. 
"Batter up!" Cal exclaimed, and jammed his big hot cock down my throat so hard and fast that my hand clamped down on my bananna milkshake, spraying it all over Cal Ripken Jr!
Fortunately it did not get on my autographed copy of "Tranny" but whoa man! 
Cal Was pissed!
He took me over his knee and spanked me mercilessly, yelling "Bad boy! Do you know what happens to bad boys?"
"Lick it all off!" Cal said, then he squatted over the viewing bench. I licked all the banana milkshake off of cal's hot hard body, but that wasn't  enough for him.
"You missed a spot!" cal ripken jr shouted, and he bent over and pulled down his pants and silk boxers, displaying the chocolate starfish that played more consecutive MLB games than any other. "Lick it ALL OFF!"
I was humiliated, but felt I had no choice but to lick Cal Ripken Jr's sweaty asshole.
I licked Cal's ass for maybe three minutes, then he swiveled around and came explosively on my face. What the fuck! I'm only 17 years old. 
Cal Ripken Jr. cinched up his pants and left, leaving me with nothing but my autographed copy of Tranny to show for it. I didn't even reach orgasm. 
And none of my friends believe my story.
But maybe YOU believe.