"Fuck dude, just stay home today," Colby ple, 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..."