Clarence knew all about Franny's ass fetish. Clarence knew that Franny liked to tongue Lola's ass and beat off.
Lola didn't mind that Franny fancied her butt. It made her feel special. With her petite size, previous boyfriends had told her that her butt was small or even flat. It was refreshing that Franny would tell her it was perfect. And honestly, it was a pleasurable experience having her asshole licked, cleaned and tongue penetrated.
But that was as far as the two of them had gone in the bedroom. Lola getting a thorough ass licking while Franny masturbated his little penis with his thumb and index finger. Lola wasn't ready to be naked in front of Franny anyway, so she'd change into her swimsuit before squatting over Franny's face. He'd get so turned on from french kissing her sexy butt, he'd reach down and beat off his little weiner.
Lola's rule was that Franny had to be butt naked. She felt more relaxed if he was in his birthday suit and perhaps unwittingly vulnerable. She also wouldn't let him touch her pussy either. He only had permission to make out with her butt hole, that was all.
Seeing Franny naked, she would think that his stature was rather small. Small hands, skinny limbs and a small frame to go along with his tiny penis. Come to think of it, at five foot seven, he seemed to have a figure that more resembled a woman than a man.
Lola let it slip out one time while talking to Clarence that Franny was licking her ass. It pissed him off. He wanted to get into her pants. Her pussy specifically. He wanted to fuck her little hot body with his big black dick. So when he heard that Franny was tonguing her ass, well, he'd decided to come up with a plan to end their relationship.
When you live in an apartment with a bunch of people, privacy is harder to come by. So each time Franny licked Lola's butt, they'd lock the bedroom door. Roommates and friends moved so freely through all the rooms that locking the door kept everyone out.
There was a keg party on the weekend with lots of people over including Clarence. Lola openly flirted with Clarence, but Franny was afraid to challenge this behavior or confront Clarence because he was intimidated by him. So when a group of them went to the clubhouse hot tub-Clarence and Lola included-he stayed behind and drank another beer.
A little later that night, Clarence noticed that Franny and Lola had disappeared. Clarence noticed the bedroom door was locked. In this apartment, a simple nail pressed into the hole in the doorknob would pop the mechanism and unlock the door. This was Clarence's plan. He would pop in on them.
Sure enough, there was the small breasted, swimsuit wearing, petite Lola straddling Franny's buried head. She looked so fuckable in her tiny swimsuit. Lola's thighs over Franny's ears meant he didn't hear the intrusion. Franny's pale, little feminine-looking body was completely naked and his index finger and thumb were stroking his tiny erect penis, which Clarence noticed was so small just one finger practically buried it's puny appearance.
Clarence motioned a shhh sign to Lola. She giggled. In her slightly drunken state, she thought it was funny that Clarence stood there and watched. When it looked like Franny was closing in on an orgasm, Clarence moved closer and lowered his swim trunks just far enough down so his large black cock could appear in the flesh. Even though it was flaccid, it was massive, dangling there all impressive in the moment.
Franny must've sensed how Lola gasped. He thought it was from his tongue probing her butt; actually it was from her eyes gazing at Clarence's impressive cock. Franny opened his eyes. He was absolutely stunned. Here was Clarence standing directly over him with his big black cock just inches from Franny's face. And this unfortunate timing was just at the start of his penis squirting.
As he shifted to perhaps get up, he felt like Lola's strong runner thighs clamped down on his ears even harder. Does she not want him to stop? It hadn't occurred to him to stop stroking. If he didn't want to squirt in front of Clarence, it was too late. His tiny little penis splooged snot bullets all over his hairless belly.
It didn't occur to him to shut his eyes or look away either. His wide-eyed stare of Clarence's big black cock accompanied each stroke that coaxed his sperm out in orgasm. And even though he was tonguing Lola's ass hole and gasping into her butt cheeks, his eyes were fixated-completely locked onto-Clarence's cock, whose tip was very close to his forehead.
Imprinting. That's what was happening to Franny's brain. It was imprinting a big black cock in connection to his orgasm. The image of Clarence's impressive tool ran through the synapses in Franny's brain connecting the idea that his pleasurable orgasm was somehow synced to Clarence's cock.
Lola looked over her shoulder to notice this, too. She wasn't sure if Franny was just shocked or if perhaps seeing a cock so much larger than his tiny penis was why he couldn't take his eyes off it. She giggled because she could tell that Franny's orgasm was longer and stronger than normal. She wondered if he had voyeur or cuckold fantasies.
This couldn't have worked out any better for Clarence. He exited as quickly as he entered. So when Lola got up to hand Franny some tissues, Franny started to complain to Clarence-who he discovered was no longer in the room.
Now was the hard part. What would Clarence tell other people at the party? What would Franny say when he came out of the room?
Franny was self-conscious about how small his penis was. He didn't want that word out. He was afraid to leave the bedroom.
"I'll go talk to him," Lola offered.
Clarence came right out and asked Lola to drop Franny and go out with him.
"I know you like me," Clarence said confidently.
Lola wasn't ready to break up with Franny."
"Well, you do know he is gay, right?" Clarence teased.
"Very funny. Wait. Why did you just say that?" Lola became concerned.
"You saw the way he stared at my cock. Straight guys don't stare at cocks, Lola."
Lola didn't believe him. They debated it for a bit when Clarence offered a plan.
"How about this? If I can prove to you he is gay, will you drop him and go out with me?"
Lola offered a resounding, YES.
Clarence went to the bedroom to find Franny, who was still afraid to come out.
"Dude, you've got a problem."
"I can explain! I wasn't expecting you..I wouldn't have thought that...what were you doing in the bedroom anyway?!"
Clarence didn't address Franny's question. He started to explain that he knew that Lola was attracted to him.
"But you've got bigger problems. What's up with the way you were staring at my cock? And dude, cumming while admiring it? How embarrassing! Unless you are gay. By the way, are you gay?"
"No. No. I was cumming anyway. I just wasn't expecting..."
