Chyan

Dance with me daddy ;)

Chad watches as Ryan's firm masculine hands grip the shaft of the pulsating baseball bat. The eye contact ryan makes with him is the epitome of horniness and chad can't help but shiver at just a glance.
He puts his sweating, shaking hand on top of Ryan's on the bat, their fingers making a quick and voluptuous connection for one brief, almost orgasmic moment.
Ohhhhh how he handles that bat, how does ryan do it, how does he get such a barbaric and erotic response from him. No woman or man had ever quite tingled chads sperm before, Ryan was the blood running through his veins so to speak. As Ryan puts his hand on top of the bat one last time, winning the deciding struggle.
That moment would feature in chads dreams every night that month, haunting his erotic imagination. The look ryan gave chad at that moment, the sexual sparks that flew off of his steely gaze, the mutual raw primal sexual urges and frustrations, the sweat dripping down the bat and trickling over his fingers, warm and wet like Ryan's own man milk.
That moment was forever the defining point of chads sexuality and the source of many of his subsequent almost feverish erotica's.
All of a sudden they both just pulled back, aware of the prying eyes all around them. Chad now found himself at the home plate, staring at Ryan's velumptuos body and supple butt cheeks.
'I can't hold back for much longer', Chad think to myself, sweating with lust and raw sexual power. Ryan gives him another enticing look, challenging him further,
"Come dance with me, daddy 🥺", he beckons, chads body flushed with heat as these words leave his mouth. Butterflies bust into his stomach, pushing him to a level of horny he had never experienced until now. He can feel each beat of his heart in his man sausage, each one harder and stronger than the last. Finally Ryan bowls the ball. As he stretches his muscular and agile arms high, and lifts his sexy thighs high up, he comes down with such force and power and prowess that chad can't handle it.
"Gah-" a small gasp escapes his mouth as his tight fitting baseball pants are filled with his warm, gooey liquid love. His whole body convulses as his body strains and twists every single drop out of him. He unleashes a monstrous moan as he collapses to the ground.
'Oh no, please no', the embarrassment. Everyone will be able to tell, the pure intensity of the sexual vigour that emanated from his mouth, everyone will know. He looks up, tears in his eyes, ready to face the music, but no one has reacted yet!
In fact, everyone is so speechless that they aren't even moving, not even blinking. Except Ryan, who stares at chads teary eyes, looks at his wet bulge, and looks back up with a grin like a child on Christmas morning.
Ryan too has a wet patch on his pants! He must have came at the same time as chad. He looks around some more, everyone is frozen still. The ball that Ryan had pitched, frozen! In mid air! There was no breeze, and it was the quietest chad had ever heard, not a single sound anywhere.
"Wh-whats going on" He stutters, unable to properly produce words after that body numbing orgasm.
"Isn't it obvious" Ryan taunts, that kinky grin still splayed across his face, "Our combined orgasms produced so much quantum sex energy that we have broken the space time continuum", he says in the silkiest flirtiest voice you've ever heard.
"Well, how do we fix it then", says chad, blushing already just from his voice.
"Well daddy, if you times two negatives then you get a positive. So we need to add another negative into this equation ;)", chad's whole body stops working for a second. His heart skips a beat. He doesn't mean, s*x?!!?
"Now why don't you take off those pants and show me a real baseball bat😉" he says, already taking off his pants.