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Chapter #6
Baseball time for crotch man
by: Unknown
"You guys got to watch me snack. Now how about a little sports?" I ominously tell them. I can tell by their eyes that they have no idea of my plans, but are afraid of whatever I decide to do. I set the four guys on the ground warning them, "Don't try and escape, or you will be even sorrier."
I slide down my jockstrap and my semi-hard meat pops out. They stare up in amazement. Their friend is in a very precarious position. I notice that one guy is slowly moving away as not to attract attention. I pretend not to see him. As I taunt my little crotch man, I notice out of the corner of my eye the guy making a run for it.
"Big, big mistake you little shit!" I boom. I reach down and pick him up. "I could easily crush you or eat you like your deceased friend, but I want you to stew over your decision to disobey me." I hold my head back and dip him in my mouth to get him good and slick. Then, I reach around and shove him up my chute. Holding my hand up near my nose, "Man that stinks. You guys can't imagine how hard it is to find toilet paper in the woods. Don't worry, your friend won't die back there, but he sure will wish he could. Back to what I like to consider baseball."
I pull out crotch man and take a big whiff. I can never get enough of my own scent. I can feel the guy in my rear clawing and attempting to escape. I turn around and crouch down so that my butt is close to the remaining three dudes. I bet they can see their friends feet. I let out a few huge farts. One after the next. When I stand up, I am pleased to see that the noxious gas knocked all three guys down.
All of this humiliating these little punks is getting my "bat" good and ready. I lightly toss crotch man high in the air. I hear screaming and yelling as the guys watch in slow motion as their buddy starts plummeting to earth. I grab the base of my stick and get ready to swing. SLLLAMMM. I thought he would fly a huge distance. "Oops," I kind of giggle looking down at the guys. I lean back down to show them what happened. "Looks like he splattered and stuck to my bat. You guys hungry?"
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