Luke's Hallway Fingerfuck

    Luke was not looking forward to next period. Math. His worst subject. He hoped at least Manny did the homework, so he could copy the answers he didn’t get. If he failed this class, he might get suspended from the team. He was finding it harder and harder to concentrate lately, simply because his ass and hole wouldn’t stop twitching and making a mess whenever he tried to hunker down and study. And all of his study sessions with Manny would end up with Luke getting plowed by his friend’s big, thick cock. Luke lost himself thinking about his bro’s stocky, muscular body slamming into his jiggly cheeks… Suddenly, he felt a sharp sting over his large, bouncy ass that caused his cheeks to jiggle obscenely in his tight shorts.

“Hey bro! Did you do the math homework last night?”

“Yeah, I’ll lend it to you.”

“Nice dude, you’re the best.”

The two best buds bumped fists, but Manny never took his hand off Luke’s ass. He gave it a gentle squeeze, and Luke involuntarily let out a low moan as Manny sunk his fingers into Luke’s bouncy flesh. Luke looked around. There were still a few stragglers in the hallway, but most of the other students had already gone to class. Manny leaned in close and whispered into Luke’s ear.

“Getting wet down there already, huh? Need some help?”

Luke really needed to get to class, he couldn’t afford to be late. But, his hole was already fluttering and he could feel himself getting wet. There was no way he could sit through math when his ass already felt like it was on fire. Luke’s eyes quickly darted around, hoping none of the students were noticing what was going on. Manny's and his bond was well known throughout the school, so most students didn’t even bat an eye at the overly-affectionate jock bros. Once the hallway was empty sans the two buds, Luke looked at Manny and nodded almost imperceptibly.

Manny’s hand lifted off of Luke’s bubble and started to dig into Luke’s waistband. It was tough, considering just how tight Luke’s shorts were, but the latino stud finally managed to insert his hand in between the soft, pliable flesh and the taut fabric. Luke leaned forward and widened his tance to spread his cheeks so Manny would have easier access.

Manny’s fingers traced around Luke’s tight, wet ring. He could feel the juice dripping out of the all-american jock boy’s hole, slicking up his fingers. The ring relaxed at his gentle contact, allowing Manny to slip a finger inside. Luke leaned forward and banged his head against the locker, eyes fluttering and letting out another moan. Luke’s other hand found itself pawing at Manny’s crotch, feeling the thick cut of latino beef growing and getting harder in his grip.

“Fuck, buddy, looks like you’re hungry for more.” Manny was leaning in so close, Luke could feel his hot breath on his neck, his bro’s lips almost brushing up against his skin, causing the hairs on the back of Luke’s neck to stand up and giving him goosebumps. For some reason, Luke almost kind of wished Manny would lean in just a little bit more, so his lips would make contact with Luke’s neck, to feel his best bud’s hot lips for the first time. Manny’s mouth on his neck, his tongue up against his skin, pulling him deep, taking care of him...

Lost in thought, Luke yelped again when a second finger breached his hole, and Manny dug further into the wet, slick, and pink caverns of Luke’s enormous bubble butt. Manny used his two fingers to spread open Luke’s slit, making it gape as globs of cunt juice dripped out of the winking pussy.

“I...I can’t be late… math, I’m gonna…” Luke gasped out between the sharp intakes of breath and low moans as Manny began to rhythmically finger fuck his best friend. Manny got the picture, and started to pick up the pace, slamming his fingers all the way inside then pulling them out. Without warning, he slid another finger into Luke’s, causing the fat-assed white boy jock to yelp in surprise. Luke shifted his hips, pushing his ass back to meet Manny’s fingers, and widened his stance to let them deeper into his pussy. Unconsciously, he rubbed his thumb over Manny’s now fully-hard cockhead and felt the precum leaking through Manny’s shorts. Manny’s hips pulsed forward, his tent thrusting in and out of Luke’s cupped hand.

“God-fucking-damn, I can’t believe how hungry and phat this cunt is…” Just those words were enough to bring Luke to the edge. His entire body shuttered. Right as he opened his mouth to yell out in orgasmic relief, Manny clasped his hand over Luke’s mouth to shut him up. Somehow, that just made Luke’s cuntgasm even more intense, causing his eyes to roll back into his head as he felt a gush of sweet juice spill out of his stretched-out ring and all over Manny’s hand. Luckily, Manny was there to catch most of it, preventing too much of a spill onto the tile floor. The janitor was used to there being small puddles wherever Luke went, but Luke tried to minimize creating more work for others as best he could.

After his orgasm calmed down, Luke’s body relaxed. He turned towards Manny. The two bros stared at each other's eyes for too long, both on the edge of saying something, letting out feelings that they were keeping so deep inside, even hidden from themselves. Luke was so grateful for his bro, who always had his back, and could help him with this dark, shameful secret. Luke reached out to grab Manny’s still-throbbing boner, but he saw the clock on the wall and realized he had less than a minute to get to Math or else he would be marked late again.

“Fuck! I’m sorry bro, I gotta go. I’ll pay you back later. Thanks for the help!” Luke called back over his shoulder as he jogged down the hallway. Manny was almost hypnotized at Luke’s enormous bubble bouncing, his shorts stained slightly in the back. His boner throbbed, and he realized he was still cupping a handful of Luke’s pussy juice in his hand.

Manny stepped into the bathroom and closed the stall door, ripping his pants down and covering his veiny dick with Luke’s natural lube. He tweaked his nipple with his free hand while stroking his pole, the image of Luke’s fat ass bouncing on his cock filling his mind. He looked to side at the graffiti on the bathroom stall.

“LICK MY COOCHIE” in big bold letters, with an exaggerated cartoonish caricature of a stick figure with enormous asscheeks, bigger than the circle he had for a head.

“FUCK!” Manny groaned, and shot his wad all over the graffiti, covering the crude caricature of his friend with his load. He wished Luke was really here, so he could paint that ass with his jizz for real.

He slammed the toilet paper dispenser and wadded up the thin paper to clean up his cock. He thought about cleaning up his mess on the side of the stall, but decided to leave it as is. Something felt so right about letting his cum dry over that drawing of Luke.

He chuckled to himself, as it was now becoming clear to the other students that something was going on with Luke. He felt kinda bad for Luke, the poor guy was so sweet and oblivious he hardly noticed the stares, jeers, and jokes directed at his insanely fat ass. Luke felt a surge of desire to protect Luke, to help him out and keep him safe from whatever was going on with his body. If only the other students knew the whole story...