Maine bra ke upper se hi unhe chumna suru kar diya, mera haath uske trouser ko kholne main laga tha. Aur uska trouser nikalne ki liya maine usse isara...kiya to usne apne chuttar thoda upper kar diya aur maine usse tangon se bahar nikal diya. Ufffffffffffff uski gori aur moti jaanghe dekh kar mera loda payjama pahdne ko taiyar ho gaya. Mujhse ab raha nahi gaya. Maine apna payjama aur underwear nikalkar phenk diya. Wo mere khada lund dekhkar boli- puneet ye lund meri chut main kaise jayega, maine. If she only knew how right she was! I did not have a real good disguise on since I did not expect to need one. I was looking like my fake ID, a fake wig to change the length and color of my hair. Glasses to hide the real shape of my face, and buck teeth that were suppose to be for fun but looked too real! Colored contacts hid my eye color and loose fitting clothes to hide my body size.My reason for making the trip was done and I had planned on looking for a woman, but fate seemed to provide me. I told him that something was wrong tonight. All my prep time was off or rushed, and I was still hungry. We didn't have time to eat before game time.Joe and Jim laughed at that, but I was uncomfortable because I was hungry, so it made a difference to me.The first inning was easy as everyone looked at a fastball strike, swung at a curve, and dodged a slider over the plate.Joe had me batting fifth today, so we watched the Detroit pitcher convince our men to hit into easy outs.My second inning. I found it mesmerising to be stuck between the two, surrounded by a mass of grunting muscle. Truthfully, the two guys weren’t very well-endowed and with my cock being the pick of the crop, the less said the better.Their enthusiasm, however, as the two swapped positions frequently, made up for everything. What really amused me was the vintage corny dialogue they uttered as we meandered on our way. It was as if I was stuck in an old Jeff Stryker porn video without the huge dick. Our encounter was.