Chapter 18

Vic’s weakness was his size; Matt had seen as much at the game earlier that evening. Matt’s team would have to exploit that somehow. He knew Vic only came up to bat when the bases were loaded, so Matt’s objective had to be to keep them free from runners. A strong infield, and a good catcher on first base, would ensure easy outs. If Vic were never called on to hit a ball tomorrow, Matt suspected they mighthave a shot at winning…

Beneath him, his lover groaned in his sleep. Matt finished undressing Vic, pulling off his T-shirt, easing down his briefs. His hands glanced over Vic’s thick cock, warm and dry to his touch. His fingers rubbed along the length from head to base, then smoothed out the wrinkled sac beneath, the papery skin of Vic’s balls like velvet beneath his fingertips. Vic moaned softly, once again grasping at the sheets. Matt plucked at the thin line of muscle that stretched between Vic’s cock and nuts, then scraped the tender flesh with one thumbnail.