Luke's Post-Workout Protein Snack

    After an intense workout, the pump always got to Luke’s head. He checked himself out in the mirror. Even he had to admit, he was a specimen. Broad shoulders, meaty pecs, and some decent abs. His biceps were big, but not nearly as big as his best bud Manny’s. He turned around and looked over his shoulder. “Fuck, it really IS big…”

His ass was even more enormous. He had tried skipping leg day completely, but his booty was determined to grow in size. He even had to get refitted for his uniform pants. Even with the looser size, it still looked like he was smuggling two soccer balls in his pants. And his butt wasn’t even rock hard. No, despite its size and muscle, it was jigglier and bouncier than ever. Sitting on it felt like a cushion. If he wasn’t careful when he was running, his cheeks would clap audibly. Even Luke had to admit, he would fuck an ass that big and glorious.

His tank top and workout shorts were stained with sweat, as well as his floppy brown hair matted down. Except sweat wasn’t what was the source of the big stain on the rear of his skin-tight workout shorts. Incidentally, all of his shorts were way too tight. He tried his hardest to resist getting new ones, until he ripped more than a few pairs, and the gym staff had to reprimand him for ‘obscene clothing’. Anyways, Luke knew that, for some reason, his hole was dripping a sweet, clear, slippery fluid, staining his shorts.

After working out, he always got hot and bothered. His hole would tingle, drip juice, and he’d get dizzy. It would get so bad Luke would be practically paralyzed from the intensity of the sensations. More than once, he’d get home and be stuck in bed all day as the throbbing from his hole clouded his mind. By accident, and luckily, Manny and he had discovered what could help this serious problem. All it required was a quick dose of cum to clear it all up, at least for a day or two.

Manny had been such a great bud, always eager to help out Luke whenever he flared up again. Luke could be sitting in class, starting to feel that itchy sensation, and immediately grab a bathroom pass and text Manny. By the time Luke would get to the bathroom, Manny would already be there, waiting for him, thick Latino cock hanging out, semi-hard, dripping precum, and ready to dump a load up his best bro’s straight jock pussy. Lately, Luke had tried getting on his knees and stuffing his throat with that Cuban sausage, slurping down the bro juice with abandon, feeling that boiling hot, chunky load hit the back of his throat and fill his body with warmth as he chugged it all the way down to his stomach. Luke noticed that while it still “hit the spot”, the relief didn’t last as long as when he got his jock hole filled to the brim with cream.

Luke came back from being lost in thought. Luke strode over to his gym bag, an old beat up duffel, and pulled out a large water bottle. His protein shake was oddly white, and especially thick. Just from opening the squirt top, a pungent smell filled the room. “Fuck, it reaks, but smells kinda good too,” Luke brought the bottle up to his nose and inhaled deeply, eyes fluttering with each deep breath as the intoxicating scent filled his head and sent shivers down his spine. He winced as he felt his heightened state induce a thick glob of juice from his hole, splattering onto his mesh shorts. He couldn’t wait any longer.

Luke tossed his head back and shoved the bottle tip into his throat. In fact, he opened so wide that he even fit his lips around the thicker top of the bottle, and his tongue swirled around the nub as he suckled and slurped the creamy bro juice down his gullet.

Mmmfff mmffff... Deep moans were punctuated by gulps and groans. Luke secretly loved the taste, and sometimes even preferred to savor it, most of the time he was so hungry, so starved, for the only thing that could provide relief from his burning pussy. He savagely gobbled all of that Latino jock juice, his Adam’s apple working overtime to get each mouthful down his throat without spilling a drop. After the bottle’s contents were completely exhausted, Luke continued to suck on it for a couple of seconds to make sure he got every last drop. He pulled the bottle from his lips, gasping for eye, and let out a satisfied burp.

Luke patted his stomach, his six-pack now less noticeable due to his full stomach now audibly full of Manny's thick seed sloshing around inside him. He sighed in relief as he felt the burning, tingling sensation in his hole subside. Luke was long past thinking any of this was weird. He was grateful to at least get some relief, and found himself enjoying it more and more each time. He should really thank Manny properly some time. Luke is lucky he has a best bud willing to go to such trouble to help him.

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Manny stepped into the dingy bathroom and locked the door. He dropped his bag onto the floor and pulled out a large, clear plastic bottle. He pulled up his shirt over his head, revealing an incredibly furry torso, with a flat stomach and two large, hairy pecs. He fished his thick cock out of his shorts and squeezed the meat in his hands. A couple of hocks of spit should do the trick.

As he stroked his cock up and down, paying special attention to his head, his mind wandered. He thought about his best bud Luke. Or, more specifically, he thought about Luke’s massive mounds of assmeat, bouncing and clapping as Manny buried his cock up into those white jock boy guts. Manny knew Luke liked it hard, always grabbing his bro by the hips and slamming Luke with full force.

“Fuck yeah, take that cock…” Manny mumbled, lost in his thought as his hand worked overtime to beat his meat. His mind imagined Luke grabbing a bottle full of his cum, tossing his head back...slurping it all down, then opening his mouth wide like a little kid to show he didn’t miss even a drop. And still asking for more.

“You fucking cum hungry slut…” Manny groaned, and quickly grabbed the large bottle, inserting his cock into the opening right in time for shot after shot of his thick, creamy load to hit the inside of the bottle. A full two days worth of nut was now accumulating in the bottle, filling it almost three quarters of the way. After thoroughly emptying his balls, Manny quickly screwed the cap on.

“Fuck, my cum reeks. I hope Luke doesn’t mind.” He chuckled to himself. He put the bottle back into his bag. Once he had filled it to the top, he’d make a quick delivery to Luke. Anything to help out a buddy.