As he flips over couch cushions and asks Colby for help, Colby slyly tucks Max’s glove underneath a pillow, further obscuring it from Max’s view. In his quest, Max bends over to look behind the couch, giving Colby perfect access to deliver a playful smack to Max’s booty. “Fuck dude, just stay home today,” Colby pleads, his hand sliding over Max’s backside. “You can’t keep fucking doing this,” Max retorts half-heartedly. “This will be your second practice you missed… the first time was barely my fault.” Colby grins in response, motioning to capture Max’s lips in a passionate kiss. As they intertwine, Colby’s hand remains firmly on Max’s ass. Kneeling on the couch, Max unties Colby’s drawstring, his hand venturing down over Colby’s boxers to rub the outline of his cock. Pulling Max in close, Colby gently tosses him onto his stomach, ready to undo his baseball pants and reveal his cute little twink booty. Tiny slaps on either cheek echo as Colby plunges his tongue deep into Max’s hole, eliciting immediate moans. “You don’t want to go play baseball,” Colby whispers, pulling out his thick, meaty dick. “You want to stay here and get fucked by me all day.” He teasingly slaps his cock against Max’s hole before diving in with his tongue once more. With a swift motion, he flips Max onto his back, preparing to penetrate. “You want it all?” Colby asks as he slides in deep, their bodies igniting with every inch. “You are so tight, oh my god,” he groans, thrusting faster with growing intensity. Pulling Max close again, Colby growls, “daddy’s little fuck toy!” as he slaps Max’s ass, the heat of their passion overwhelming him. Max’s sparse words of ecstasy are drowned out by his needs, desperately calling out, “Fucking give it to me!” Still deep inside Max, Colby shifts them 90 degrees, positioning Max’s ass at the edge of the couch cushion. “You my MVP? You my fucking MVP? Fucking say it!” Colby commands, a wide grin spreading across his face as he gazes into Max’s eyes. Breathlessly, Max responds, “Yes daddy!” overwhelmed by the size of Colby’s thick cock within him. “Fucking punish that hole… fucking skip practice two weeks in a row?” Colby growls, quickening his tempo, their bodies colliding with fervor. Spreading Max’s legs and lifting his jock strap allows Max’s hard cock to rub free as Colby pounds away. The intensity builds until Max is on the brink. “Ah fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he exclaims, releasing himself while smacking his cum-covered cock against Colby amidst the continued thrusts. “Flip that ass over,” Colby commands with urgency. “I can’t fucking wait for you to cum inside me,” Max replies slyly, excitement shining in his eyes. Colby’s eagerness manifests in the ferocity of his thrusts. “You want to see something? You’re not going to get mad, no?” Colby asks, beaming as he retrieves Max’s glove from under the pillow and places it beneath Max’s head, pushing his face down into it. “That’s your fucking glove!” Colby exclaims, pressing down as he resumes thrusting hard, “Fucking say it! I didn’t want to go to practice!” Max obediently replies, “I didn’t want to go to practice.” Colby encourages him further, “I wanted to get fucked by you, daddy.” Max cries out through moans of pleasure, “I wanted to get fucked by you!” Grabbing the waistband of Max’s jock strap, Colby mounts him with vigor, spanking his ass a couple of times before spitting on Max’s backside to ease his entry. “Ah yeah, I’m going to flood your fucking guts!” Colby growls, twitching inside Max’s hole. He pulls out, painting Max’s cheeks and hole before plunging back in. “OH GOD, I’m still fucking cumming!” Colby exclaims, his body trembling as he massages his cock head in and out of Max’s ravaged hole. Sliding back onto the couch, Colby slips the glove onto his hand, teasing, “Still get to practice if you want.” Max declines, leading Colby to suggest quitting baseball but keeping the uniform. Max agrees, allowing Colby to keep the glove, as Colby takes a deep inhale of Max’s glove…

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