Foul Play

Locker room air is thick after practice. Jake Perry swings his locker open and a pile of dildos spills onto the floor. Jimmy Durano says nothing, just watches. Jake drops onto the bench, spreads his legs, and arches his back. Jimmy grabs the fattest toy and rams it straight in. He doesn’t stop there. He snags a baseball bat from the rack and tells Jake to get on his knees. Jake obeys. The bat disappears between his cheeks, inch by inch. The sight lights a fuse. Jimmy yanks his cock free and starts pounding his fist. Jake wraps a hand around his own ten-inch dick and works it hard, knees spread wide, jockstrap pushed to one side. Sweat drips. Muscles shake. Jimmy grunts, steps forward, and paints the bat with thick ropes. Jake follows right after, shooting across the floor until both of them are spent and breathing hard.