This week’s ColbyKnox release opens with Max Mabry hurriedly searching for his baseball glove, running late for practice. As he frantically checks under couch cushions and asks Colby Chambers for help, Colby sneakily hides the glove under a pillow, making it even harder for Max to find. While Max bends over to look behind the couch, Colby takes the opportunity to give Max’s butt a playful smack. “Just stay home today, dude,” Colby suggests, his hand lingering on Max’s backside. “You can’t keep doing this,” Max protests weakly. “This will be the second practice you’ve missed… and the first time was barely my fault.” Colby grins and leans in to kiss Max passionately, his hand still firmly on Max’s ass.
Kneeling on the couch, Max unties Colby’s drawstring, his hand exploring down over Colby’s boxers to feel the outline of his cock. Colby pulls Max close, gently flipping him onto his stomach, ready to undo his baseball pants and reveal his firm, athletic butt. Colby delivers light slaps on each cheek before plunging his tongue deep into Max’s hole, drawing out immediate moans. “You don’t want to go play baseball,” Colby whispers, pulling out his thick cock. “You want to stay here and get fucked by me all day.” He teasingly slaps his cock against Max’s hole before diving in with his tongue again.
With a swift motion, Colby flips Max onto his back, preparing to penetrate. “You want it all?” Colby asks as he slides in deep, their bodies connecting with every inch. “You are so tight, oh my god,” he groans, thrusting faster with growing intensity. Pulling Max close again, Colby growls, “Daddy’s little fuck toy!” as he slaps Max’s ass, the heat of their passion overwhelming him. Max’s sparse words of ecstasy are drowned out by his needs, desperately calling out, “Fucking give it to me!”
Still deep inside Max, Colby shifts them 90 degrees, positioning Max’s ass at the edge of the couch cushion. “You my MVP? You my fucking MVP? Fucking say it!” Colby commands, a wide grin spreading across his face as he gazes into Max’s eyes. Breathlessly, Max responds, “Yes daddy!” overwhelmed by the size of Colby’s thick cock within him. “Fucking punish that hole… fucking skip practice two weeks in a row?” Colby growls, quickening his tempo, their bodies colliding with fervor. Spreading Max’s legs and lifting his jock strap allows Max’s hard cock to rub free as Colby pounds away. The intensity builds until Max is on the brink. “Ah fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he exclaims, releasing himself while smacking his cum-covered cock against Colby amidst the continued thrusts.
“Flip that ass over,” Colby commands with urgency. “I can’t fucking wait for you to cum inside me,” Max replies slyly, excitement shining in his eyes. Colby’s eagerness manifests in the ferocity of his thrusts. “You want to see something? You’re not going to get mad, no?” Colby asks, beaming as he retrieves Max’s glove from under the pillow and places it beneath Max’s head, pushing his face down into it. “That’s your fucking glove!” Colby exclaims, pressing down as he resumes thrusting hard, “Fucking say it! I didn’t want to go to practice!” Max obediently replies, “I didn’t want to go to practice.” Colby encourages him further, “I wanted to get fucked by you, daddy.” Max cries out through moans of pleasure, “I wanted to get fucked by you!”
Grabbing the waistband of Max’s jock strap, Colby mounts him with vigor, spanking his ass a couple of times before spitting on Max’s backside to ease his entry. “Ah yeah, I’m going to flood your fucking guts!” Colby growls, twitching inside Max’s hole. He pulls out, painting Max’s cheeks and hole before plunging back in. “OH GOD, I’m still fucking cumming!” Colby exclaims, his body trembling as he massages his cock head in and out of Max’s ravaged hole. Sliding back onto the couch, Colby slips the glove onto his hand, teasing, “Still get to practice if you want.” Max declines, leading Colby to suggest quitting baseball but keeping the uniform. Max agrees, allowing Colby to keep the glove, as Colby takes a deep inhale of Max’s glove.
Colby Knox
Skipping Practice
This week’s ColbyKnox release opens with Max Mabry hurriedly searching for his baseball glove, running late for practice. As he frantically checks under couch cushions and asks Colby Chambers for help, Colby sneakily hides the glove under a pillow, making it even harder for Max to find. While Max bends over to look behind the couch, Colby takes the opportunity to give Max’s butt a playful smack. “Just stay home today, dude,” Colby suggests, his hand lingering on Max’s backside. “You can’t keep doing this,” Max protests weakly. “This will be the second practice you’ve missed… and the first time was barely my fault.” Colby grins and leans in to kiss Max passionately, his hand still firmly on Max’s ass.
Kneeling on the couch, Max unties Colby’s drawstring, his hand exploring down over Colby’s boxers to feel the outline of his cock. Colby pulls Max close, gently flipping him onto his stomach, ready to undo his baseball pants and reveal his firm, athletic butt. Colby delivers light slaps on each cheek before plunging his tongue deep into Max’s hole, drawing out immediate moans. “You don’t want to go play baseball,” Colby whispers, pulling out his thick cock. “You want to stay here and get fucked by me all day.” He teasingly slaps his cock against Max’s hole before diving in with his tongue again.
With a swift motion, Colby flips Max onto his back, preparing to penetrate. “You want it all?” Colby asks as he slides in deep, their bodies connecting with every inch. “You are so tight, oh my god,” he groans, thrusting faster with growing intensity. Pulling Max close again, Colby growls, “Daddy’s little fuck toy!” as he slaps Max’s ass, the heat of their passion overwhelming him. Max’s sparse words of ecstasy are drowned out by his needs, desperately calling out, “Fucking give it to me!”
Still deep inside Max, Colby shifts them 90 degrees, positioning Max’s ass at the edge of the couch cushion. “You my MVP? You my fucking MVP? Fucking say it!” Colby commands, a wide grin spreading across his face as he gazes into Max’s eyes. Breathlessly, Max responds, “Yes daddy!” overwhelmed by the size of Colby’s thick cock within him. “Fucking punish that hole… fucking skip practice two weeks in a row?” Colby growls, quickening his tempo, their bodies colliding with fervor. Spreading Max’s legs and lifting his jock strap allows Max’s hard cock to rub free as Colby pounds away. The intensity builds until Max is on the brink. “Ah fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he exclaims, releasing himself while smacking his cum-covered cock against Colby amidst the continued thrusts.
“Flip that ass over,” Colby commands with urgency. “I can’t fucking wait for you to cum inside me,” Max replies slyly, excitement shining in his eyes. Colby’s eagerness manifests in the ferocity of his thrusts. “You want to see something? You’re not going to get mad, no?” Colby asks, beaming as he retrieves Max’s glove from under the pillow and places it beneath Max’s head, pushing his face down into it. “That’s your fucking glove!” Colby exclaims, pressing down as he resumes thrusting hard, “Fucking say it! I didn’t want to go to practice!” Max obediently replies, “I didn’t want to go to practice.” Colby encourages him further, “I wanted to get fucked by you, daddy.” Max cries out through moans of pleasure, “I wanted to get fucked by you!”
Grabbing the waistband of Max’s jock strap, Colby mounts him with vigor, spanking his ass a couple of times before spitting on Max’s backside to ease his entry. “Ah yeah, I’m going to flood your fucking guts!” Colby growls, twitching inside Max’s hole. He pulls out, painting Max’s cheeks and hole before plunging back in. “OH GOD, I’m still fucking cumming!” Colby exclaims, his body trembling as he massages his cock head in and out of Max’s ravaged hole. Sliding back onto the couch, Colby slips the glove onto his hand, teasing, “Still get to practice if you want.” Max declines, leading Colby to suggest quitting baseball but keeping the uniform. Max agrees, allowing Colby to keep the glove, as Colby takes a deep inhale of Max’s glove.