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Mind Games Part 2
I decided that Tyler deserved a little something for the embarrassment I had caused him. The other kids teased him constantly, taping Depends to his locker, making the poor kid's life a hell only a high school student could understand. I thought he could definitely use some cheering up, and I knew just the way to do it.
Eric rubbed the soap across his broad chest, feeling the smooth bulge of his pecs. He had the shower room to himself now, and from the smell he could tell that most of the other guys on the football team had already been in there. The musky, sweaty scent of the lockerroom had always turned him on, even before his encounter with Pete. The thought that he was breathing in the aromas of the beefy bodies, rippling muscles, and bulging jockstraps of his teammates stirred his six inch dick. He dropped one hand to his crotch, idly tracing the fat tube with his fingertips. A clear picture of Pete's eight inch monster floated before his eyes, and he wondered at the turn his life had taken. Since that day in math class, Pete had fucked his ass four times, and the feeling of that iron-hard rod stuffing his bowels was hotter each time. He had been having the most intense orgasms of his life as Pete's cock rubbed over his prostate, and now he didn't seem to be able to cum without it. He could jerk off for hours without his nuts ever tightening up, and his one attempt at using a candle to work his ass had proved that it was the real thing or nothing. The last time Pete had dropped him a load was six days ago, and the almost week's worth of cum was starting to strain at his balls. He'd have to see if he could catch Pete alone at his house tonight.
A sudden noise made Eric turn his head toward the door. A kid stood there with a towel around his waist, watching as Eric played with himself. "What are you looking at, you little fag?" Eric snarled. The kid didn't say anything, but dropped his towel to reveal a hard six inch prick. As Eric watched, speechless, the boy padded forward on his bare feet, stopping next to Eric and reaching over and turning his shower off.
"Wha...", Eric mumbled, as the kid shoved his torso forward, so that Eric had to brace himself against the wall with his hands, his widely spread legs leaving his ass sticking out. Picking up Eric's bottle of body wash, the boy stepped around behind the muscular jock-body, squeezing out a slippery handful of soap. Eric heard the squish of the kid's hand jacking his cock, and then felt two slim fingers press between his ass cheeks. They went straight to his hole and plunged in, bringing a wince from the teen stud. Eric began to pant as the kid twisted his fingers around, loosening the tight man-cunt for the assault to come.
The piss slit of Eric's cock gaped open, a thick stream of precum drooling out and puddling on the floor. His cock was rock hard, jutting out over his tightly clenched nutsack. The boy added a third finger, finding the lump of Eric's prostate and teasing it with a fingertip. Eric was rocking his hips now, trying to push his ass back onto those wonderful fingers. The kid chuckled and thrust his hand forward, burying his digits and stroking the insides of Eric's love chute. He suddenly pulled his hand out, leaving an emptiness that begged to be filled. Eric felt the boy cuddle up to his back, the stiff boy-prick nestling between his hairy legs and prodding the back of his ballsack.
The boy moved his hand up to Eric's face, caressing his slimy fingers over the jock's raspy cheeks and pouty lips. He dropped his hand down to Eric's hip, and the older boy felt the kid's cock slide out from between his legs and trace up his ass crack. The thin, spongy head pushed forward, finding the parted rosebud and slipping easily inside. Eric gasped as the boy's cock slid into his chute, pressing hard against his lovenut and rubbing the velvet walls of his gut. The kid began a slow, deep, thorough fucking of the football player's meaty ass, grunting softly each time he pushed in.
Eric's cock was rock hard and drooling his usual flood of precum. He reached down and grabbed it, jerking as fast as he could. The kid's thin cock really didn't compare to Pete's massive tool, but it was jabbing right against Eric's prostate. The rhythmic waves of pleasure washed over him as the kid's thrusting quickened. His own balls were churning now, ready to blow, and his hand was a blur on his dick. With a deep grunt he exploded, jets of cum spattering the wall in front of him. His ass clamped around the kid's shaft, bringing him to his own climax after a few more thrusts. The scalding boy cream flooded Eric's ass, squelching loudly as the kid pounded away.
After six or seven squirts the kid began to slow down, gently working his cock back and forth in the stud's ass. He stopped as it softened, and the head pulled out of Eric's abused hole with a soft plop. Leaving Eric leaning dazed against the wall, the boy picked up his towel and walked out of the shower room, the door banging shut behind him.
Eric, covered with sweat and with a stream of fresh jizz trickling down the inside of his leg, turned his shower back on.
Tyler moaned as the last of his load shot into the hot, velvet mouth of the girl. She was the one who had yelled that he peed his pants on the bus, and I thought this a fitting payback. She leaned back, licking a stray drop of cum off her lips, and Tyler zipped up his pants, just in time to get off at his house. I closed my eyes, letting the chatter of the other kids wash over me, waiting for my own stop to come.
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