
When his sister pleads, “Please, take him,” Danny reluctantly agrees to take his nephew to Little League. The boy’s father is out of town that weekend—but he’s always out of town every weekend! The only redeeming thing about going to Little League is watching all the hot young dads strutting around. His sister tells Danny to take lots of pictures of her boy playing. He does, but he takes many more photos of the hot dads.
One dad in particular captivates Danny. He’s in his thirties, maybe pushing forty—practically old enough to be Danny’s father. A rough-looking man with a mustache and goatee, he’s sitting on the grass not too far away. From the way he yells at the boys on the team, Danny gathers that he has two sons playing that day.
Knowing how irrational straight men – especially married tough guys with families – can get when they catch you eyeing them, Danny is very circumspect as he takes shot after shot of his strong, hairy legs, full pouch, and tough-guy face. These days you never know who’s packing heat, and Danny isn’t about to get into trouble ogling some hot-tempered straight dude.
But when the young dad takes a break to get snacks from his car, he returns, walks up to Danny, squats, and practically forces Danny’s eyes to look at his manpouch.
He gets friendly with Danny and introduces himself as Lars. When Danny shows him the pictures he took of his nephew, the man grabs his phone and sees all the pictures Danny has taken of him.
Does that piss Lars off? Get Handjobs Anthology 50, turn to page 179, and find out.


