Thanks to SCwalkerxxx, sluttynaughtyjock, Danny Storm, dumbhornyjock, Bubblebuttluvr, and many others for the motivation, inspiration, and help with editing this chapter. - Sky
Wizard Academy for Gifted Young Men
As Mason landed behind the enormous private school, whose building encompassed two entire city blocks and stuck out amongst the glass and steel skyscrapers with its stone Art Deco architecture. He whipped out his phone again and sent a quick text to Sam:
Hey could you let me borrow your extra uniform?
Sam's reply was quick:
Sure. Meet me at my locker in five.
:smiley face emoji:
Mason grinned, thankful that Sam didn't ask any more questions and slipped into the back of the building, making his way through the different hallways. It would've taken longer if the hallways were full of bustling students, but instead they were nearly empty except for a couple of underclassmen sneaking into supply closets, empty classrooms, and bathrooms for a quickie. Mason didn't judge because he could use a quickie too after that fight with Rope Burn, his hole was twitching and puckering, but had been mostly ignoring it so he could focus on not being any more late than he already was.
Just as Mason rounded the corner, he saw Sam there leaning against some lockers with his back to the hunky teen; he was a couple inches taller than Mason at 6'1" and much leaner in contrast to Mason's more bulkier physique. Still it was clear in the skimpy black, gold, and silver Wizard Academy uniform that he was physically strong and athletic. He had a head of fiery red hair that was so much more red than reddish-orange, it almost seemed like he dyed it; a pair of piercing, sharp emerald green eyes--accented by stylish glasses--drew anyone in and added to his dashing handsomeness and charm. He was friendly and extroverted, so it was clear how easily he was elected student body president.
Sam turned around with a grin on his lips, that it was easy to assume that the ginger teen was carefree and aloof, but he was smarter and more mischievous than he looked. To close friends they knew that Sam was a complete horndog, most of his horniness was directed at Mason and it offsetted the "golden boy" title he had unofficially obtained from the school's students and teachers. Still he never let any of it go to his head and remained one of the more nicer popular students.
The first thing that Mason noticed when Sam turned around was how heavy his best bro's cock was in the tight sheer short shorts. The waistline of the shorts were so low, Mason could see a full inch of shaved red pubes and the pale white base of Sam's thick cock. Even after how long they had known each other through their fathers, Mason was still blown away at the fact Sam's dick--when completely flaccid--hung and dangled at an astonishing nine inches with a hefty set of shaved balls. So it wasn't completely out of nowhere that Mason's jaw slightly dropped and he was so distracted, he missed what Sam was saying to him.
"Hey dude, did you hear what I said?" Sam asked, snapping and waving his hand in front of Mason's spaced out face.
Mason came back to reality with a bewildered "Uhhh what?" while Sam just chuckled and repeated his question: "I said, 'what happened to your uniform, that you needed a spare so bad?'"
Mason slowly glanced down at the red and blue costume covering his body and quickly rattled off a bullshit story to Sam.
"Well first, these are a new set of jogging gear that Ty bought for me and the story about my uniform is a little embarrassing to be honest..." Mason trailed off, hoping that Sam would let it be as he grabbed the back of his neck and rubbed it.
Sam stepped forward, still grinning with a smirk, still grinning with a smirk and slowly sliding a hand down his shorts to grip around the monster cock barely hiding underneath the shorts. Mason felt his face get warm when Sam moved closer, the twitch in between his cheeks getting worse while a ping of pain coursed through his blue balls.
Sam used a free hand to grab Mason's shoulder and leaned over slightly to say to him, "I mean it can't be more embarrassing than that time your dad and big bro found us 'helping each other out' a week ago?"
Mason replied, "That was pretty embarrassing and my dad was super pissed, I mean seeing your son on his back and moaning like a slut, as his best bro is close to fisting his tight jockpussy--I think would make anyone fucking angry."
"True, true...still I know you liked it." Sam chuckled again, moving the hand down to Mason's ass and gripping the fleshy globe, like he was palming a basketball.
Mason groaned lowly, unable to disagree with him, "Okay you're right...okay so what happened was that I was jogging to school with my uniform in my backpack--I stopped to take a drink and this other dude came up near me and started to chat me up."
"And he was really buff, dude, built like a fucking Mack truck and must've been running for awhile, because he was sweating like crazy and I could smell the musk off of him, but god he had the biggest dick I had ever seen stuffed in his joggers!"
Sam's eyebrow rose at that and moved to make a comment, but was cut off by Mason's quick edit to his previous statement, "Sorry one of the biggest dicks I've ever seen haha!"
Sam was satisfied and resumed his massage of Mason's ass cheek, to wordlessly tell the shorter hunk to continue on with the story.
"So we were just chatting and I swear I saw his cock get bigger, so I acted like I needed another drink from the water fountain while keeping an eye on his crotch--and I swear to God dude! His cock snaked down his leg, while I pretending to drink and was poking out of his pant leg--it was so fucking hot dude!" Mason exclaimed with a smile, making sure to move his hands about as he went on with the story.
"And you know me, I was making sure to point my buns in his direction and I think I was really causing some problems for him. I started to feel bad so I asked if he needed any help with his 'situation'," Mason put up air quotes and then resumed the story. "He was a little nervous and turned to blush, I knew he wanted it because he just pulled his pants down right there out in the open and I went to town on his cock bro."
Sam's hand was gripping Mason's ass with a little more power, squeezing it tightly and then letting it rest there in his palm, before giving it a shake and then a hefty smack--causing Mason to briefly pause during his story and momentarily lose focus.
"I must have been sucking his dick for five minutes, because I just couldn't get him to cum and I knew he was right on the edge of cumming too. I was holding his hefty cum-filled orbs and when I fucking squeezed those things bro..."
Sam whispered into Mason's ear, sliding his hand underneath the waistband of Mason's shorts and resumed squeezing and groping, "And what happened bro?"
Sam's sultry voice made Mason's pussy go nuts!
"U-uhhh...well he fucking came bro!" Mason whispered back.
Sam liked that detail of the story, rubbing his fingers over Mason's hungry hole with some intensity. For years he was ecstatic to get into his best bro's pants, but wanted to do it the right way although a little fun here and there wasn't breaking that rule...more like bending it a little.
Mason continued on with the "story", "Fucking came right in his shorts and dude his cum fucking stank--but in a good, manly way and was coming down his legs like he pissed himself, like talk about a case of super blue balls am I right haha!?"
