Caught The New Kid Getting Fucked

Everyone in the following story is 18+.

The new kid at school, Ethan joined mid semester. No one really knew him yet, so he was kind of a blank slate. He was kind of plain looking, blonde, curly hair, but also on the handsome side. I barely registered that he existed, except briefly thinking he might be somewhat of a new competition for the chicks in school. On his first day, we got assigned as project partners in anatomy class. I wanted to get an early start, so we decided to meet after school at his house. When I got there, he didn't offer much conversation.

"Any siblings?" I asked, opening the textbook.

"Younger brother," he answered shortly, playing on his phone.

He didn't even bother to return the small talk back to me. He seemed bored with the whole thing, and barely looked up from his phone while we discussed what to do for the assignment, except to briefly point and giggle at an anatomical illustration of a man's reproductive system. While he continued to tap and scroll on his phone, I heard a bunch of notification sounds I didn't recognize, and saw he was on some chat app with a yellow and black theme, and lots of pictures being passed back and forth in the conversation, but they were too small to see what they were. Just as I was about to suggest we get started on the written portion, he abruptly said "be right back" and left the room. Of course he just fucking ditches me at his own house.

I got annoyed after a few minutes and went looking for him. I heard him in the garage, through the side door by their kitchen, and it sounded like there was another voice in there. Pissed that he was ditching me to hang out with his little brother and make me do the assignment by myself, I opened the door ready to confront him, but, to my surprise, I was greeted instead with the muscular butt cheeks of some late 20s dude, who clearly enjoyed going to the gym, while he was pounding into ass of my project partner. This faggot ditched me to get fucked in the ass, I thought to myself, pissed.

Ethan had his hands against his Mom's car as he had angled his ass to take the older guy's big cock. They both turned to look at me, not even bothering to stop fucking. They just paused briefly, when Ethan said, "Join in or get the fuck out." This pissed me off further. I just stayed there glaring at him, and the muscular man fucking him just went back to pretending I wasn't there. After a moment, Ethan looked up to me and said, "Well?"

I don't know what came over me, but I decided to take him up on his offer. If he wasn't going to be a good project partner, he might as well pay me back by pleasuring me. And I wasn't even planning to go easy on him, since, honestly, I had no respect for him after he bailed on our project. I tugged down my sweatpants and let them fall to my ankles, and walked up to him, wearing only my socks, and presented my dick and balls.

"Wow not bad," said Ethan as he turned to me and looked at my floppy cock, "Let's see how big it gets."

He leaned down and hoover suctioned my cock into his mouth without using his hands. I gasped a little at the sensation, making the older guy chuckle. He seemed to be picking up the pace, and Ethan started to moan on my cock. Within seconds I was rock hard. He put his hands on my hips and squeezed hard to steady himself, but soon he was groping my ass cheeks and trying to pull me harder into his mouth. His short, curly blonde hair was getting sweaty as he struggled to get me into his throat. I always knew I was bigger than the average guy, but seeing a smaller dude trying his best to fellate my hog made me feel like a king. He couldn't even get half the shaft inside him, and the thickest part of my cock is right in the middle. It stretched his lips pretty obscenely, making him look like a choking victim, but he carried on battering himself and, I'm sure, bruising the back of his throat with his energized attempts at deep throating me. I admired his perseverance, and I really wanted to make him squirm, so I grabbed his head and helped it along. With the strength it takes to open one of those impossible jars of sauce from the kitchen, I pushed firmly down on his head until I finally felt my cock penetrate a barrier. From the sight of his bulging neck I could see I had entered his throat. He made some demonic sounds from deep inside, like gagging but stronger. I held him until he stopped squirming, then pushed in further.

"God damn," the older guy chimed in. He held Ethan's hips close to him and looked like he was trying to go as deep as he could inside him, matching my energy.

Soon, Ethan apparently wanted to breathe. I guess he didn't realize that his breathing was my choice at this point, because he started tapping my thighs, pushing against me, and attempting to turn his head. I held him steady on my thick cock until he literally started to turn red from the struggle. Deciding he had had enough, for now, I released him and removed my slimy cock from his throat. He inhaled desperately, coughed and sputtered, and put a hand back on the car to steady himself. The guy fucking him went back to long-dicking him, pushing right up to the hilt and flexing his ass to get that last centimeter fully inside him. Ethan groaned, and I could see his own cock leaking precum in a long string almost hitting the ground. He spit out some volume of saliva mixed with throat juices, then, without looking up at me, simply groaned, "more," and put his hands back on my ass.

I smirked, knowing that there were even more limits to push with this faggot. When I pulled his head back onto me, I noticed my mouth was hanging open as I hungrily looked at this piece of meat in front of me. I found his throat more accessible this time, and, with no mercy, I pushed as deep as I could, until his upper lip was mashed against my pubes. I held him by his throat as his body wretched and attempted to gag. I felt the obscene bulge in his throat from my cock. I pulled back just barely enough to create friction between his throat tunnel and my cock, and pushed back in. I was loving the sensation of this little living fleshlight. Just as I was starting to get a rhythm in the fag's throat, Ethan groaned and the older guy grunted, apparently cumming in his ass. I let him breathe again, and he coughed and sputtered and spit, catching his breath. When the guy pulled his cock out, I saw the white stream of cum leak down his legs, and his gaping hole went through some tensing, like he was trying to close his hole but it was too stretched out to stop the leaking. The guy quickly started putting on his clothes without saying a word. While Ethan was still catching his breath, I decided it was my turn on his ass.

I pushed him to face the car again, and lined up my cock with his cummy hole. He started to say something, but I didn't give a fuck. I took off one of my sweaty socks I'd been wearing all day, and stuffed it into his mouth. I wrapped an arm around his neck, and since he was a couple inches shorter than me, I gave his neck a good squeeze in a headlock. Just as the older guy left out the other side of the garage, I inserted my cock into his warm ass.

Even though he had just been fucked, it was an amazing, sloppy sensation getting to stick my cock into a wet and willing hole, especially since it was the annoying new kid at school. It didn't feel really different than fucking a girl, except no tits to play with, and the smell of sweaty teen boy contrasted sharply with the girly perfumes I was used to smelling during sex. He groaned and whimpered, and didn't even try to spit the sock out of his mouth. But, just for good measure, I covered his mouth with my hand so he knew it was my choice was goes in there.

Still apparently eager to please, he started pushing back rhythmically onto my cock, and slowly rubbing his own, with his chest pressed against the tinted car window. The clapping sounds echoed in the garage, and his Mom's car rocked back and forth as I pummeled her first-born son into submission. Soon I was ready to blow, and I whispered in his ear, "You're getting my cum, faggot."

I felt his hole pulse on my cock as he released a heavy load onto the car, and I was past the point of no return myself, and held my cock in the deepest pocket of his ass until I started pulsing, giving him a second load. I let go of his neck and face, and played with his bouncy ass cheeks as I rode out my orgasm. He spit out the sock, and I pulled out my cock, which made him groan one last time. As I stepped back to survey the damage I did to his ass, he turned around and leaned in to kiss me. Instinctively, I put my hand up in his face to stop him.

"No." I said, simply.

He rolled his eyes, and we started putting on our clothes. Now that I had done this experiment with him, and honestly because I had gotten my rocks off, I was more at ease.

"Let's finish the fucking assignment," I said.

"Fine," he retorted, "but there's time for more study breaks before dinner."

"I'll let you know when it's time for that," I said, curtly, "now be a good boy and open your fucking textbook."

As we passed around the front of the car, I saw something through the windshield in the back seat.

"Is someone in there?" I asked as I pointed into the car.

"Fucking hell, Logan!" Ethan screamed.

I saw some movement inside the car. The back door opened, and out popped another curly, blonde head, with a meek, apologetic look on his face, and a sweaty, shirtless body, wearing navy blue sweatpants, with what appeared to be a big cum stain on them, making my mouth drop open.