Chapter 24

Beneath his pants, he felt the gentle caress of fingers curving over his buttocks. ::Do you feel this?::Matt asked.

Vic closed his eyes, savoring the invisible touch. The ball whizzed by unnoticed, and behind him, the umpire yelled, “Strike one!”

With difficulty, Vic shook off Matt’s phantom hands. ::Stop it, Matty. That’s not playing fair.::

::Is this?::Matt asked, a tease in his voice.

The familiar mold of his lover’s hand cupped Vic’s cock, the feel of skin on skin so palpable, it took Vic’s breath away. He saw the pitch this time but was so distracted, he swung too soon. The bat whooshedthrough the air; a second later, the ball hit the catcher’s mitt with a solid thock!

“Strike two!”

::Matty,::Vic growled. Even if he hit the next ball, how would he manage to run the bases? His dick chafed in his jock strap, his balls ached, and the handle of the bat creaked under the pressure of his grip.::Knock it off, will you? Don’t make me have to come over there.::