Date: Sat, 31 Dec 2022 15:17:43 -0500
From: Sky Larkin <skywindswine@gmail.com>
Subject: The Super Jock Sluts - Ch. 5

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Tommy's Bedroom

Tommy's room was cozy with the walls painted baby blue, pairing nicely with
the white ceiling and white carpeted flooring. Opposite of the door leading
into the room was a queen size bed covered with an outrageous amount of
fluffy blankets. To the right-hand side of the bed was a large and tall
wooden bookcase that took up two-thirds of the wall; it was filled with
various books, journals, a salt lamp, a candle or two, some colorful knick
knacks, etc. On the third row were two framed photos; one was of Tommy
wearing a mesh croptop and skinny jeans sitting next to a taller teen in
typical "bad boy who rides a motorcycle" wear.

The boy in the photo was Tommy's boyfriend of six months, Damon, and his
muscular, broad shouldered physique exemplified the complete difference
between the two. Tommy was a pale, blonde-haired, crystal blue-eyed twunk
smiling wide and brightly with his cheeks dimpling. Damon had shaggy black
hair, a five o'clock shadow, piercing dark brown eyes, brown tanned
skin. Although he was barely cracking a smile, he still seemed happy next
to Tommy.

The other photo was of Tommy and his dad on a beach wearing matching pink
speedos; Simon was laying on his stomach, wearing a pair of black
sunglasses and had his solid ass high in the air. In the background of the
photo, two guys grabbing at their hardons could be seen and were hungrily
staring right at the scantily-clad Wernik men.

The floor was unusually messy, although that was mainly Damon's fault who
had hurried to undress to continue making out with his boyfriend. He
discarded his jacket and t-shirt, removing his shoes as he climbed onto the
bed and hovered over Tommy, who grinned like crazy. Leaning into Tommy's
neck, Damon lovingly kissed at the sensitive skin there, quickly devolving
into rabid licks, bites, and sucks, sure to make deep dark hickeys form on
the lean teen. He knew that Tommy's neck was one of his many erogenous
zones and went crazy there. But it was worth it for him, when deep guttural
moans and high-pitched squeals escaped past Tommy's full pink lips. It made
Damon grin and his eyes light up with mischief.

"Oh, did you like that, baby?" He smirked.

Tommy could barely respond, basically reduced to putty under Damon's
tongue. The smirk on Damon's face turned into a smile.

Damon went back to work and every so often, he would pause briefly and ask
his stunning boyfriend a perverted question--he loved to ask how good Tommy
felt during their makeout sessions.

"You like sounding like a horny little slut for Daddy?"

"Bet you would like me to lick and suck in between your phat ass cheeks,
huh baby?"

"You like my warm wet tongue here? Or here?"

Of course, by that point Tommy's mind couldn't form any words at all,
instead relying on a set of moans, squeals, and groans to convey how he
enjoyed everything that Damon was doing. All of a sudden, Tommy's hips
jerked upwards straight into Damon's solid, meticulously sculpted torso,
poking him with his rock hard cock.

Someone is definitely happy to see me!

Damon lightly chuckled, sliding his hand down Tommy's completely hairless
defined 8-pack abs to grab a handful of his boyfriend's erect cock. It
strained against the purple thong pouch and leaked a small amount of precum
onto the soft mesh fabric. Damon couldn't resist and squeezed Tommy's
length, causing more precum to ooze out.

"Goddamn baby, you're so fucking beautiful," Damon paused to swipe some of
the clear pre off the tip of Tommy's barely hidden dick. "Here, give it a
taste, babe..."

He brought the sample of Tommy's own pre up to the blushing teen's lips,
which opened wide enough for Damon to push his fingers inside Tommy's
mouth. Tommy didn't really do anything at first, then began to suck hard
pushing his crotch back up into Damon's midsection. His hole was winking
and itching like crazy, which the thong strap wasn't helping to relieve at
all.

All of a sudden, Damon felt a strange sensation unlike any other he had
ever felt in his life--it tickled as goosebumps formed all over and his
hair stood up, then in a literal blink of an eye--along with some wispy
pink energy...Tommy was the one on top. He straddled the startled hunk,
sitting firmly atop Damon's bulging crotch with his fat ass cheeks.

"You ok, babe? What just happened?" Damon instinctively gripped both sides
of Tommy's waist tightly, his voice full of concern for him although he had
trouble keeping his focus on Tommy's face, constantly drifting downwards to
stare at the teen's stiff pink nipples poking out from his chest.

Tommy didn't even notice that anything had occurred, just gazed down at his
boyfriend in confusion. His body did feel a little tingly, but besides that
nothing else seemed out of the ordinary to him and eventually he responded
to Damon.

"Sorry Damon, I guess I got a little carried away." He grinned with cheeks
blushed slightly red from embarrassment.

"Hope I didn't hurt you?"

Tommy felt all over his boyfriend's chest, letting his hand rub through the
thick body hair before innocently groping at the hunk's beefy pecs. Damon
grunted with pleasure when Tommy clinically pinched at his dark brown
nipples--it was so fucking hot! As Tommy continued to meticulously examine
his amused boyfriend, unknowingly bouncing up and down on Damon's crotch,
Damon was definitely feeling the effects and began to grind his growing
dick into Tommy's ass. He had intentionally skipped jerking off before
riding over to Tommy's place that morning to sneak into the teen's bedroom.

"Babe, I think everything up here is okay, but I think I got injured down
there." Damon hinted at his package, trying in vain to get across the
message that his dick needed some `special' attention, but it went right
over his sexy boyfriend's head.

"Oh God, Damon! Let me give it a look!" Tommy exclaimed with pure,
oblivious worry and without even a second thought, made Damon's pants
disappear with a flick of his wrist and a quick, bright flash of pink
light. Damon didn't have to worry though and he really didn't at all,
because they reappeared a second later on the floor next to his other
discarded clothes.

With the skin tight black jeans gone from Damon's lower half, the only
thing that remained to hide the area that Tommy needed to examine was a
tiny, stretched out white jockstrap over his dick and balls. It was like
Damon had stuffed a very thick, very veiny Italian sausage into the small
garment, causing the pouch to stretch out from his pelvis and show off a
considerable degree of black wiry pubes. For now, it didn't seem too
unmanageable, since Damon was just semi-hard but he knew that once Tommy
thoroughly "examined" him, that Little Damon would become Big Damon in no
time.

Tommy scooted backwards, then gently wrapped a hand around the middle of
Damon's dick, giving it a light squeeze as Damon grunted from
pleasure. Tommy misunderstood the noise and quickly let go of his
boyfriend's member like it was on fire.

"Damon--Oh God you're really hurt! I'm so sorry!"

Damon wanted to tell Tommy the truth, that his dick wasn't injured but he
decided against it at the last second. His judgment was clouded by the need
to unload his balls into a warm deep hole or down a particular someone's
hungry throat.

"It's...okay Tommy, but maybe focus on my balls instead? Just to give my
dick a rest for now." Damon faked a wince to keep up the act.

Tommy nodded his head, "Of course, but I'll be gentle."

Tommy handled Damon's large hefty balls with care, but still couldn't tell
if the cum-filled orbs were alright or not. Slowly, he grabbed the elastic
hem of the jockstrap and pulled it off, letting out a surprised gasp when
Damon's erect cock of ten inches smacked him right in the face. It was
really fucking heavy and felt like getting getting hit in the head with a
fleshy pole.

"Be careful babe, wouldn't want you to get injured too." Damon joked.

Tommy nodded again and grabbed ahold of Damon's cock, keeping it from
swinging around before slowly sliding his hand up and down the thick
shaft. It started pretty thick at the root and as it rose from the messy
nest of pubic hair, got even wider in circumference. Tommy was taking his
time, trying his best not to irritate the injury that he had caused by the
accidental teleportation, but the unintentional teasing was driving Damon
crazy with arousal. He knew that he needed all of this to speed up if he
wanted to cum like a fire hose down Tommy's mouth, or maybe even stuffed
deep in between those lily white cakes of his. Although deep down, Damon
knew that probably wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

"Hey babe...maybe you could try another way to examine me?" This got
Tommy's attention, who glanced up from staring directly at Damon's dick. He
looked so slutty and cute like that with his boyfriend's huge piece of meat
pointed right at his mouth. If Damon wanted to, he could easily slide his
member in between Tommy's lips.

Tommy was curious about the different way Damon was about to suggest, but
being in such close proximity to Damon's dick was having a drastic effect
on his attention span. It was becoming difficult to keep focused on the
problem at hand and if this wasn't a medical emergency, that cock would be
lodged deep down his throat.

Maybe that's exactly what Damon needs! I'm such a smart boyfriend! Tommy
grinned.

Before Damon could even begin to come up with some embellished truth, Tommy
swallowed all ten inches of cock within an instant, burying his nose into
Damon's musky pubes and breathed deep.

"FUCK!" Damon shouted in ecstasy, trying his best to be quiet but Tommy got
the better of him. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, as Tommy
began to unconsciously suck around his cock.

Unfortunately, Damon's cries echoed through the house and carried all the
way into the kitchen, where Simon Wernik was cooking breakfast. He was a
handsome, blue-eyed, blonde-haired man of 5'11" stature, wearing a flowery
apron over his lean nude physique. As he paced back and forth between the
flat top of the stove and the waffle maker behind him, the apron he had on
would reveal just an inch of his low-hanging nutsack and sizable dick, but
the man seemed to have little care if anyone peeked through the
curtain-less bay windows.

Simon Wernik generally was oblivious to anyone's attraction toward him,
thinking that the passing glances and "accidental" grazes and ass pinches
were merely that: accidents, friendly, harmless accidents. Just like the
accident that happened a couple hours earlier that morning with the next
door neighbors' teenage son Lucas. Now Simon had a degree of
self-awareness, knowing that he was clumsy and said clumsiness could cause
these accidents and incidents, but that the people involved never had
ill-intentions against him--they just caught up in his own mistakes.

So when he caused Lucas to trip and fall face first into his meaty pecs,
the kid's mouth engulfing one of his sensitive pink nipples, he knew that
it was a horrible accident. Simon apologized profusely to the teen, whose
mouth was still filled with his nipple, and Lucas's surprise caused him to
bite down, drawing a big moan out of the DILF; embarrassingly enough Simon
spurted a significant amount of precum into his thong when Lucas bit down.

God, I hope Lucas didn't see the stain through my thong--definitely
wouldn't want him to feel like I was being a perv. Maybe I'll make a basket
of baked goodies and bring them over to his family--just to smooth things
over, in case he mentioned anything at all.

As his thoughts wandered, it allowed him to forget about the waffles in the
waffle maker and it began to smoke; thankfully, he was able to remove the
black burnt waffle at the last second before a fire started. Simon
eventually went back to cooking, pulling his thoughts away from the teenage
stud muffin and his skintight compression shorts showing off every vein of
his impressive six inches of flaccid cock.

NO! STOP IT SIMON!

Shaking his head and running a hand through his slightly damp blonde hair,
he flipped the eggs, continuing to make breakfast for himself and his son
before he had to head to school. He started to make the table, just as
cries of passion came from his son's bedroom, making him perk his head up
in confusion.

Tommy usually isn't up and about until a little bit later...I wonder what's
going on in there?

"Son?" Simon questioned but got no response in return, and that worried
him. He decided that maybe checking up on Tommy wouldn't hurt anybody and
made his way to the teen's room.

Meanwhile, Tommy pulled back on Damon's dick, just until the fat
precum-spewing tip remained in his mouth. He got a good dose of pre on his
tongue, tasting the hints of musky sweetness hidden there and sucked harder
around the cockhead. All of a sudden, Tommy felt a familiar and annoying
wetness in between his ass cheeks and let out a muffled gasp.

Oh fiddlesticks! Not my puck getting all wet again, that's the fifth time
this week! Dang it, dang it, dang it! Gotta plug up the leak before Damon
sees and freaks out!

Worry filled Tommy's mind, but he continued to act natural. He silently
reached back behind himself with his unoccupied hand, trying his best to
get into the deep valley he called an asscrack. But it seemed impossible.

Freaking fudge face! Gotta use my other hand and hope Damon doesn't
notice. Be cool Tommy--be cool!

Tommy's other hand was previously busy with squeezing and fondling Damon's
warm, spunk heavy orbs, but with it now removed, Tommy sucked Damon hands
free.

With both hands working together, Tommy was finally able to grab a hold of
his phat ass cheeks, pulling them apart and providing enough room for him
to push a finger toward the hidden pink boy pussy. Unfortunately, he had
forgotten to pull the soaked thong strap back, so as he did this the strap
got sucked in too.

SSUUCCKK! GLORP! SLAM!

Tommy's pussy was hungry as fuck, sucking him in knuckle deep with the
strap wrapped around his digit. The mesh fabric of the thong tickled and
rubbed really good against the walls of his pussy, making Tommy insert
another finger into himself. The simple "plugging" that Tommy intended
swiftly turned into a loud, lewd slimy fingerfucking.

GLORP! GLORP! SLAM!

"Ah--MMMMHH! God!" Tommy gasped around Damon's dick, sending pleasurable
vibrations down his length and directly into his ballsack.

"YES BABY, RIGHT THERE!" Damon couldn't help himself and grabbed the back
of Tommy's head, pushing his mouth deeper onto his dick. "God--baby--fuck!
That feels so fucking good Tommy!"

Although the impressive hands free blowjob hadn't been going for long,
maybe a few minutes, Damon was close to blowing his spunk into Tommy's
stomach.

"I want to fuck you so bad baby, fuck that sweet pink pussy until it's
gaping and leaking my cum--would you like that baby? Would you like your
cunt to be creampied by daddy?!"

Tommy couldn't reply clearly but muffled out a response of "Fuck yes
daddy!"

Before Tommy knew what was happening, he had slipped a couple more fingers
into his hot wet snatch as pussy juices began to flow out of his hole like
crazy and soak into his satin bed sheets. Instead of a simple
fingerfucking, Tommy was nearly fisting himself. Damon felt his hips lift
up from the bed as the cum coursed up from his sack and through his cock,
but right before he was about to blow...the door opened and Mr. Wernik
stepped into the room.

"Son? What is going on..." Simon drifted off, his green eyes going wide at
the shockingly erotic sight in front of him.

Tommy was sucking and slurping around Damon's huge cock like a natural-born
cocksucking slut while his boy's bouncy bubble butt was arched high into
the air.Tommy had almost his entire fist wedged deep into that ass. Simon
couldn't help but pop a boner right then and there, as a loud gasp escaped
his mouth.

Tommy didn't even have to turn around to know that his daddy was in the
room and let his magical instincts take over, teleporting Damon off of the
bed and right in front of Simon at the open doorway. Tommy lewdly pulled
his fingers from his still hungry boy pussy, strands of ass juices flying
all over his already wet bed sheets and blankets, then covered himself with
said blankets. He watched as everything unfolded and should've felt bad,
but honestly it was hot as fuck to see Damon lose his self-control all over
his daddy.

Although Tommy instantly realized what was happening, it took Damon a
second, his eyes still closed awaiting his long overdue orgasm but sensing
that something was off, he peeked just a little bit. Just the image of
Simon's almost nude body, covered by a thin white--basically see through
apron and his mouth wide open made him bust like crazy.

"OoooooohhhHHHH FUCK--FUCKING FUCK! OH GAWH--NNNNGHHHH!!!"

Damon couldn't hold back even after being magically teleported across the
room and came buckets all over the place. Most mainly fired directly at
Simon and his apron, chest, and face, painting him with the white hot,
gooey ropes of spunk. Damon watched as more than one rope landed directly
into Simon's wide open mouth, right onto his wide tongue and instinctively
the hot daddy swallowed the protein down. That made Damon cum some more,
these heavy loads splattering and squirting across Simon's already
cum-drenched face.

Damon wasn't left out of the cum shower with his face having a couple stray
ropes dangling from his chin.

Finally, the last few weak loads oozed from his sensitive purple cockhead
onto the carpet. Damon felt weak in the knees and his balls ached, but
waves of pleasure radiated through him before the dreaded post-nut clarity
would begin to set in. Tommy was so turned on watching Damon shower his
daddy in cum that he had restarted the self-fingerfucking, quickly working
himself to a strong climax with a couple watery loads soaking into his
blankets.

Definitely going to do some laundry tonight if Daddy doesn't take care of
it...

After Damon finished cumming, everyone just remained in silence for a
couple of moments, before Simon regained his ability to speak. He had to
clear his throat of the chunky loads that clogged it up and acted
lighthearted despite what had just occurred.

"Jeez Damon, I haven't had a bath like that since college," Simon chuckled
heartily, patting Damon on the shoulder. He tried to look the stud in the
eyes, but his gaze dropped downwards and lingered on Damon's still cum
oozing cockhead.

"But next time you want to pop off, at least aim at the floor, Son--and not
on my face, okay?" Damon numbly nodded, trying and failing to cover his
crotch as he blushed a deep red all over.

"Now, I just wanted to see if you were alright, Son--but I can see that you
definitely have your hands--or should I say your mouth full!" Simon winked
at Damon, giving them both a light ribbing.

Simon turned to walk out of the room, slowly closing the door behind
himself as his chubby ass cheeks jiggled and bounced with every step,
reminding Damon of Tommy's similar cakes.

"Breakfast is ready by the way, don't fill up on anything else!" He yelled
out over his shoulder.

As soon as the door shut, Simon hurried into the bathroom down the hall and
turned into a cum-obsessed freak, scooping the spent spunk off of his
cheeks and face to feed it directly into his mouth. He was too shocked to
savor the protein-rich, delicious tasting seed that Tommy's sexy boyfriend
had fired onto his tongue, but now he wouldn't let the opportunity go to
waste.

He tried not to take too much time, knowing that the two lovebirds would
probably rush to get dressed and come out for breakfast before school, so
he attempted to imprint the images of Damon's dick cumming right into his
memory. Yes, it was super perverted and wrong of Simon to harbor intense
sexual feelings for his son's beloved boyfriend, but he knew that Damon
wanted to act on his natural bull instincts and breed him like the daddy
slut Simon was.

For months since Tommy had introduced Damon to him, Simon would play with
his DILF pussy until he passed out coated in his own semen, just
fantasizing of Damon brutally railing him in every dirty, naughty position
imaginable. Spanking his chubby cheeks scarlet red, spitting into his
mouth, fisting him until he was gaping for weeks--the daddy was going crazy
with lust. He knew that doing this was going to both satisfy his urges for
a little bit, but also make his seemingly harmless attraction to Damon
evolve into full-blown obsession.

And as he licked the remaining bits of cum off of his red lips, he knew
that he had to get that ten inch dick stuffed deep into his guts...while
also trying his best to avoid hurting Tommy. Because despite all of his
intense desires, he would never forgive himself if he had hurt his sweet
baby boy.

Back in Tommy's room, post-nut clarity had set in full force for Damon as
he hurried around, frantically grabbing discarded pieces of clothing from
the floor. Tommy could see that he felt embarrassed and guilty for
something that wasn't his fault at all and it made Tommy's heart hurt.

"Oh fucking Christ, I'm sorry Tommy! Fuck! I didn't mean to do that,
cumming right in front of your dad like that, God I bet I looked like a
disgusting pervert, blowing my load all over his body--I don't know how I'm
going to show my face around him again! Shit! He might not even let me back
over here! What are we gonna do--"

Tommy silenced his extremely worried boyfriend with a firm kiss to the
lips, slipping his tongue past Damon's pursed lips and not waiting long for
him to return the favor. The two deeply kissed for a while before breaking
apart breathlessly and Tommy hugged Damon close. His tiny body pressed
tightly against Damon's own.

"Everything is going to be okay--yes, maybe it might be good to apologize
to Daddy--but don't worry too much about him trying to separate us or
whatever. He would never, EVER do that to us, or to me, okay?" Tommy spoke
into Damon's chest, so his words were slightly muffled, but Damon heard
every word clearly.

Tommy didn't hear a response from him, so he pulled back from his chest and
glanced up--seeing a grinning Damon staring back at him. His usually
hostile and guarded dark brown eyes were soft and caring, which made Tommy
smile wide.

"Are you good now?"

Damon just nodded and kissed Tommy on the forehead, making him blush.

"Good, now let's get ready and go eat because I smell waffles and I need to
feast!" Tommy said excitedly, rushing to get dressed in his Wizard Academy
uniform.

Damon did the same and very soon, the two hurried into the kitchen to scarf
down their breakfast, before leaving for school.


Wizard Academy

Pulling into the student section of the Academy's private parking garage,
Damon carefully parked his sleek black Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle in a spot
where no one could mess with it. He moved to hop off the bike, but first
had to pry Tommy's arms from around his midsection since the teen was
scared shitless the entire ride there. It was cute throughout for Damon,
loving how tight Tommy had his face buried into his muscular back.

The two walked hand-in-hand into the building, heading for Tommy's
favoritest place: the Library, so he could finish some of his History paper
over the Battle for Earth due later that day. And maybe they could chat
with Luis and Kai, if they were there hanging out.

The library of Wizard Academy wasn't a safe haven of peace and quiet for
just Tommy, but a number of more academically-inclined students and was a
center for low-key socializing. It was definitely a unique location within
the school; a round room with three wings extending out containing computer
labs, private study rooms, and a section of antique books. The middle of
the library had semi-circular conversation pits underneath a large stained
glass dome--Tommy loved laying in one of the pits and staring up at the
beautiful, intricate stained glass artwork.

Before the two entered the book-filled sanctuary, Damon paused, bringing
Tommy to an abrupt halt before he could pull open the giant wooden carved
door leading into the library.

"Sorry babe, why don't you head in and meet up with Luis and Kai, while I
take a quick leak?"

"Sure, I'll see you in a bit!" Tommy smiled, his cheeks dimpling.

They hugged briefly before separating; Damon going one way towards the
bathrooms and Tommy the other. Tommy walked into the library, heading
toward the Student Help Desk--a large circular desk to ask some questions
of the head librarian at the Academy: Mr. Peters.

Unlike some of the other faculty members at the private school, Mr. Peters
looked like the poster child for nerds. He was a skinny beanpole of man
with raven black hair and beady dark brown eyes, if Tommy had to think of
something that reminded him of Peters, it would be a crow. He was usually
seen wearing round black frame glasses and sweater vests over long-sleeve,
button-up t-shirts with some jeans. He spoke softly and never really raised
his voice, leaving that to the other librarian Mr. Bell. Still, he was one
of Tommy's favorites who never teased him about his phat bubble and was
extremely helpful with answering any question that the twink posed.

As he neared the main desk, he didn't find Mr. Peters there which was
extremely odd and made Tommy a little worried. The librarian was always at
the desk, reading an sci-fi paperback or typing at the speed of light on
his keyboard. But now he was nowhere to be found and Tommy decided that it
wouldn't hurt to look around for him.

First, he checked the open computer labs only seeing a couple students
working on some last-minute assignments or napping to get those final
moments of rest back. If he looked a little more closely, he would've
noticed one of the students watching a raunchy compilation on PornHub
titled: "Ultimate Man Getting Creampied Vol. 35". It looked like the guy
was enjoying the video by the spent loads covering the mousepad and
keyboard.

He moved over to the Stacks as everyone else called the many rows of
bookcases, looking down the empty aisles in between the shelves. He saw
nothing else but books and the very few couples making out in the more
shadowy, hidden areas of the library. Tommy blushed at the sight and
scurried off, heading in the direction of the study room area.

Tommy didn't want to check every single room for his friends and figured
that using a little, tiny bit of magic wouldn't hurt anything.

Ok here goes nothing.

Before he started the process of casting this simple "locating" spell, he
had to make sure that no one was nearby or watching--checking for cameras
that he knew could be in the library. Thankfully, no one was near and no
cameras were secretly recording this feat of magical power.

Tommy sighed in relief then closed his eyes and attempted to focus for a
moment.

Think of nothing Tommy, think of nothing but Luis--Luis and Kai--Luis and
Kai, your two best friends--Luis and Kai, one of your favorite
couples... While he concentrated on the mental image of the couple, he
muttered what seemed like incoherent gibberish under his breath.

Faint but glowing wisps of the same pink energy from earlier that day
floated off his fingertips like smoke, while the palms of his hands glowed
with the energy too. The muttering became clearer although it still sounded
like no known language on Earth, while Tommy moved his hands closer
together as the pink energy got brighter and brighter.

Luis and Kai--Luis and Kai--Luis and Kai, where are you guys?

A sudden warmth spread through his body, goosebumps formed all over
himself, and he sucked in a breath as he struggled to disattach his hands
from one another. He finally did, having somehow transferred the energy
that was once in his left hand into the other, then swiftly closed his
right hand extinguishing the light.

Opening his eyes and hand, he saw a brightly glowing pink arrow pointed in
the direction of Luis and Kai like a mystical compass. It didn't take long
at all to find the right room that had his friends inside and with a quick
shaking of his hand, the spell faded in and out until it disappeared. Tommy
grabbed the cool handle of the door leading into the study room, pulling it
open only to stop right in his tracks.

"Wha--Luis!?"

Tommy got an eyeful of his naked chubby femboy friend, twerking his dump
truck of an ass as he rode a half-naked Mr. Peters right in the middle of
the room. Tommy couldn't help but let his mouth drop while his dick
hardened. Luis's ass cheeks clapped audibly throughout the room with every
dick plugging bounce. His black slick hair flopped all over the place from
the rapid movement. Ever since they had known each other back in
kindergarten, Luis was absolutely shameless and constantly pushed
boundaries with everyone he ever encountered, even "Mister Damon Sourpuss"
himself.

Mr. Peters finally noticed who had entered the room and gasped, attempting
to no avail to push the determined Latino boy off of his dick. Luis firmly
placed his hands against Peters' clothed chest and pushed him back down on
the table, holding him in place there.

"Oh no bitch! Take your punishment and deal with it!" Luis retorted,
grunting as his guts were being rearranged by the older twerp's
surprisingly hung piece of meat.

Tommy couldn't believe what he was seeing and tried to rationalize this in
his head, just before feeling a sharp fleeting ping of pain in his left
arm. He turned and saw Kai sitting in a chair, facing the action with his
dick in hand stroking up and down like a madman. He was handsome, tanned,
and had a lean physique despite being a skateboarder Luis's boyfriend of
three years and he leaned heavily into that chill skater boy vibe he gave
off, but it completely suited his personality.

"Hey Tommy Cakes, what's up?" Kai smiled warmly, continuing to jerk himself
off only briefly pausing to tug at his low-hanging balls. His free hand
went back to playing with his one pierced nipple, twisting the metal bar
there.

"G-good, how about you?" Tommy cleared his throat and replied back, to
which Kai chuckled.

"All good-all good, just watching Mr. P practice with Luis so he can
ABSOLUTELY CRUSH this audition!" Kai shouted at the two still going at it;
Mr. Peters had given up on trying to stop the amazing dick riding from an
energetic Mr. Luna and decided to ride this one out.

"Audition?" Tommy couldn't remember what Luis was talking about, but
thankfully Kai quickly reminded him.

"Yeah, don't you remember?" Kai asked, his pierced eyebrow raised up in
question.

Tommy shook his head and Kai continued, "Luis is trying to get a lead role
in the drama club's newest performance, but he's a little nervous--if he
asks, you didn't hear that from me."

"But thankfully, Mr. P was around and was excited to help out--and it's a
win-win for everyone because Luis was really horny this morning and I'm
kinda tapped out." He gestured at his fully erect, eight and a half inches,
making his statement not entirely believable but Tommy didn't notice
anything amiss.

"Oh wow! Mr. Peters is really cool and if Luis keeps this up, he'll
definitely ace that audition!"

Luis finally glanced up from what he was doing and started to reply to his
boyfriend, but then noticed Tommy there and his whole demeanor changed in
an instant. Dark brown eyes the color of black coffee widened as Tommy
stared at him.

"TOMMY!" Luis never slowed down, but did wave excitedly at his best
friend. "Just give me a sec here--Mr. P is almost done helping me practice
for this audition I got!"

"Don't mind me bro, just focus on getting that audition!" Tommy chuckled.

Luis nodded and went back to work, clenching his asshole around Mr. Peters'
dick so tight that the man couldn't help but blow his load early, filling
Luis up with salty cream. But Luis wasn't done yet and kept going, wanting
to empty Peters' balls until it hurt and he was begging the Latino twink to
stop.

Tommy turned back to Kai, who was using both hands on his perky tits,
pulling and tugging on the sensitive pierced nubs there. His dick looked
sad, standing fully upright just dribbling precum down the veiny shaft and
in that moment, decided to give Kai a bit of a helping hand.

Kai wasn't even surprised or taken aback, when Tommy wrapped his tiny hands
around the middle of his dick only groaning in response, "Fuck yeah Tommy
Cakes..."

Tommy loved that endearing nickname, despite not realizing that it was kind
of a teasing one too--referencing the first time that he and Kai ever
met. Kai had just started dating Luis and wanted to meet his friends, or
rather, his one singular friend that he didn't fuck around with. Luis was a
little nervous to have the two officially meet, never actually saying what
he was nervous about instead just avoiding the question, but eventually Kai
was able to get him to cave after putting him into a mating press and
railing at his pink pussy. Screaming at the top of his lungs: "FUCK YES!
AHHHH!! I'LL INTRODUCE YOU--UHHH FUCK!!!"

When they did eventually meet, Kai finally understood why Luis was so
hesitant since Tommy was like a literal walking sex dream, although an
oblivious one at that. And the fact that he was nude sunbathing with his
equally hot as fuck dad next to him almost had Kai taking his pants off for
some mouth to cock service. Thankfully, he was able to restrain himself and
knew that Luis probably wouldn't have minded if anything raunchy happened
between him and the Werniks, since his boyfriend was practically jerking
him off the entire time they were at their house. But the sight of Tommy's
phat booty cheeks bouncing and quaking with every step was what had Kai
going crazy and that's where the `Tommy Cakes' nickname originated from.

Tommy had to crouch down, soon kneeling in front of Kai as he glanced over
his shoulder at Luis working away at Mr. Peters' rock hard cock, while
doing his own work on Kai's cock himself. Being in close proximity to cock
like that was making Tommy feel that familiar tingle all over his body and
he really wished that it wasn't happening.

No! Not now!

But he couldn't help it, already feeling himself become lightheaded as he
breathed in Kai's mix of musky body odor and lavender pear body wash.

Lately, Tommy had felt like his magic was becoming more uncontrollable
every day, going haywire whenever he felt the slightest bit aroused or
turned on. Last night, for example, Tommy was in the shower and he asked
his dad if he could spot any possible stray hairs or strange marks in
between his ass cheeks. He was seriously stressed out and anxious for his
upcoming JockHole photoshoot with the other `Models', having to be
sandwiched in between the hairy muscular Yusaf and the touchy hunk Drake
with his ass pointed towards the photographer and his camera. It was very
important for Tommy because it could lead to him becoming an official brand
ambassador for JockHole and he wasn't about to pass up the opportunity.

It must've been his dad's innocent eagerness in helping out his boy or
those warm thick fingers of his, or maybe even the husky tone of voice he
used in complementing Tommy's ass and rosy pink hole, but things escalated
quickly. Everything went from a seemingly innocent father-son bonding
moment to a full-on fingerfucking and pussy diving session. After
everything was said and done, Tommy felt a little guilty for
unintentionally using his powers on Simon, but he would be lying if the
whole thing didn't feel really fucking good. His doting daddy hungrily
lapping and slurping away, until Tommy coated the shower wall with a sheet
of teenage cum--six ropy loads worth.

His dad apologized as Tommy squirted until his balls were empty, but Tommy
did notice the erection in his daddy's pants. Almost getting hard again as
it grinded against his stomach, while he hugged him `thank you.' And now
the same was happening again with Kai.

Kai himself could feel something happening, but didn't exactly know what
was going on, fortunately for Tommy he didn't really care. His dick jerked
in Tommy's grip as a ping of pain surged through Kai's nutsack. They were
feeling particularly heavy and backed up, which was weird since Luis had
already worked more than the normal amount of cum from them that morning.

"Ah!" Kai exclaimed, jolting in his seat as he felt the pain again.

"You ok, Kai?" Tommy was concerned, hoping deep down that his powers
weren't going to cause Kai any irreversible damage.

"Just a really bad case of blue balls, think you could...?" Kai trailed off
while he ran a hand through his light blue-dyed hair, but Tommy instantly
understood what he was driving at and engulfed his dick without complaint.

"Fuck!"

SLURP! SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!

God, he might be better at this than Luis! Now I see why Luis wants us all
to have a foursome!

Tommy didn't mind helping his friends out in this way and knew that Luis
didn't care either, although Damon would probably have a thing or two to
say about it. But having that cock in his mouth dispelled any of those
annoying thoughts from Tommy's head. He hoped that getting Kai's dick in
his mouth and maybe some fresh cum down his throat, would stave off his
powers that seemed to be hotwired to the dick in his pants.

Unfortunately, it seemed to make matters worse when Tommy's pussy started
to leak and run down his pale thighs.

"Fiddlesticks!" Tommy tried to say, but of course it came out muffled due
to his stuffed mouth.

Kai went to say something, but Tommy just sucked hard around his cock and
the words disappeared within a second. He threw his head back and tightly
clutched the armrests of the chair.

Tommy reached back behind himself, easily slipping a hand underneath the
tight elastic waistband of his uniform short shorts only to find that he
was leaking badly. Thinking fast, Tommy plugged the leak with three
fingers, moaning as he did it.

That should do it!

Tommy couldn't help but dig his fingers in deeper, as ass juices spurted
out past the sudden intrusion. He just knew that the back of his shorts and
thong would be soaked with the stuff and hoped that it would all dry before
his first period.

SUCK! SUCK!

"Tommy Cakes--have you been--p-practicing?" Kai groaned.

Tommy again tried to reply, not learning his lesson about talking with his
mouth full. Spit dribbled down his chin as he continued to try and talk to
Kai.

Kai only heard bits and pieces, putting everything together in his head
that Tommy was saying, "Not really, I think it might be a natural talent."

Kai just chuckled and let Tommy continue to suck him off, putting his head
back and hazel eyes half closed as he basked in the pleasure.

He glanced over to his boyfriend and Mr. Peters, who he could tell was
about to unload deep into Luis's guts--and it would be a big one too.

SUCK! SUCK! SLURP! SLURP!

While Kai was thinking about painting Tommy's mouth with his nut, Tommy
could tell that his makeshift buttplug wasn't doing much to stop his ass
from leaking more ass juice down his thighs and onto the ground.

Tommy tried his best to ignore and distract himself from his leaky hole,
sucking so hard around Kai's cock like he was attempting to pull the cum
straight from the teen's ballsack.

It's like he's trying to suck the cum right out of my nuts! Kai was
bewildered, figuring that Tommy didn't get his needed daily amount of
protein from Damon this morning and that was the only reason why he was
acting like this.

"I'm--getting close Tommy--!"

SUCK! SUCK! SSSSUUUUCCCCKKKK!!

"Oh fuck!"

"Tommy! Where are you, babe?"

Tommy abruptly pulled away from Kai's cock, spit strings hanging off of his
chin, pink lips red and swollen, and he was breathing hard.

"I'm in here Damon, just one sec!" Tommy yelled back.

"No, don't stop!" Kai grabbed the back of Tommy's head with both hands,
pushing and shoving his dick back into Tommy's warm, cock loving mouth. It
didn't take long for Tommy to get back into the groove of things,
subconsciously flicking his tongue around the throbbing fleshy pipe, until
Kai busted hard.

"FUCK YEAH!" Kai loudly groaned as he seemed to pump an endless amount of
thick musky spunk down Tommy's throat. He glanced up and made eye contact
with Luis who grunted as Peters unloaded deep into his phat ass, the two
seemed to silently convey between each other that this was incredibly hot
and sexy.

Kai still hadn't stopped cumming like an out of control fire hydrant, but
Tommy needed to leave before Damon found him like this...again. He forced
himself to pull away and caught some friendly fire to the face and chest,
getting drenched with spunk.

"S-sorry--Tommy Cakes, c-can't help--ahhhh fuck--myself!" Kai said in
between groans and moans as he continued to cum, thankfully Luis took over
getting an extra helping of Kai's baby batter.

Peters had completely passed out after getting his world rocked by Luis,
later waking up to students taking snapshots of his partially naked body
and cum-covered limp dick splayed across his hip. It would be embarrassing
but Peters wouldn't be able to help but get rock hard at the implications.

"No problem! Just glad I could help out, I'll see you guys later--see ya
Luis!" Tommy shouted over his shoulder, grabbing his backpack and using his
blazer to wipe most of the stuff from his face, but probably forgot a
couple in his hurry.

"See you later Tommy Cakes!" Kai shouted back at him and tightly gripped
Luis's hair, manually maneuvering his boyfriend's head while Luis sucked
him good.

Tommy hurried out of the study room and rushed right into Damon, almost
knocking the larger teen off of his feet.

"Hey! What's going on?"

"Nothing! Just chatting with Luis and Kai is all, sorry for making you
wait!" Tommy spat the words out fast.

"Nah, it's cool babe--just worried that you were in trouble, maybe with
that asshole Phoenix again!" Damon replied, unintentionally tightening his
grip on Tommy's arms at the mere mention of his boyfriend's ex.

Tommy shook his head, "Nope!"

Damon grinned.

"Good, fucking hate that guy." He leaned in and locked lips with Tommy,
snaking his tongue into his boyfriend's sexy mouth.

Tommy instinctively opened his mouth wider as Damon explored it, but then
Damon abruptly pulled away.

"Did you eat something earlier babe? You taste funny..."

Tommy chuckled, "Had some of Kai's BROtein shake and I think Luis put
something extra in it or something, but it was very tasty!"

Damon nodded, then wrapped an arm around Tommy's shoulder as Tommy leaned
on his hunky boyfriend, before they sauntered out of the library. The bell
signaling that classes would soon begin, rang out across the Academy but
the couple never quickened their pace, just leisurely strolling toward
their first period class they had together.

STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 6!

Happy New Years Eve readers and I hope you enjoyed reading this new
installment in the Super Jock Sluts series! I can't wait to share more
adventures from Tommy, Simon, Damon, Kai, and Luis in Chapter 6 which will
be released in 2023! See you all later! -- Sky Larkin