"Yo, bro, wakey, wakey, I promised mom and dad to make sure you ate a good breakfast before doing your cho-" Brad said as he threw Chad's door open, his jaw dropped and he continued his sentence without any conviction, " ores, while they're away on their Anniversary cruise. " He glared at the blond twink with Chad's baseball sticking out of his butt, as he knelt sleeping on his bed. Brad said, "What the fuck? Cbad's sodomizing twinks now?" Brad asked.
Chad kept sleeping.
Brad wearing only his y-fronts and a tank top emblazoned with a logo proclaiming Super Stud Stallion. His y-fronts were now tented, as he walked closer to the blond twink in Chad's bed. He looked closely at the sweet boy's drooling face. The twink looked like a younger version of Chad. Damn, he was hot. Hey, wait, thought Brad as he noticed Chad's bat in the corner behind the door. He looked at the bat handle.
"Hey, that's my bat!" he said grabbing the handle and pulling it out.
Chad woke with a start and a yelp as his butt made an awful plopping noise as the bat evacuated his bowels. A white liquid sloshed out of Chad's stretched butt hole and splittered, splattered on his bed, Chad turned around on his mattress on his hands and knees. He sat on his haunches revealing his tented green metallic thong pouch. He was staring at his brother's tented y-fronts hungrily.
Brad glared at the slimy bat, and then at the twinky version of Chad. He felt incredibly horny. He muttered, "So you liked having one of Brad's bats up your ass? Want another one?"