The Story of Max and Jack

Chemistry class was always boring for Max. It didn’t help that it was last block, and neither did Fridays.

“Mr. Smith, can I go to the bathroom?” Max asked.

“Sure, but be quick, this is important material.” Mr. Smith replied. He got out of the tiny desk provided to him, and began roaming the halls.

Oh thank god, I never thought I was getting out of there.

After a couple of minutes wondering where he could be by himself for awhile, Max decided on the gym changing room. People were busy throwing dodgeballs at each other’s faces, so the changing room should be empty - or so Max thought.

He wondered into the room full of lockers, and found a stall for those who didn’t like to participate in high school banter or getting whipped with towels.

Click. The door audibly locked.

Finally, some peace and quiet, Max thought to himself. Maybe I could jerk off for a bit before heading back to class.

He pulled his pants and underwear off, throwing them onto the customary bench, and lifted his shirt off himself exposing a figure that looked like Michelangelo himself had made.

Max had a magnificent body for a barely 18 year old. Evenly tanned across his entire body, which was muscular, but fit. Round pecs protruded from a hairless chest were above an amazing six pac. He worked out daily, and his progress was showing. A neatly trimmed happy trail pointed towards a big, beautiful brown bush. Max loved his huge hairy dick and balls - he loved any hairy cock and balls, but couldn’t admit it.

Anytime he watched porn - which, besides working out and occasionally doing homework, was all he did - he was fixated on the bulging cocks. In and out. In and out. In and out, stretching out assholes (anal was the only straight porn he watched).

Max’s muscle memory began taking over as his arm pulled itself towards his uncut cock. Even when soft, he was a solid 5” and he knew sooner than later he would reach his full 9”.

Spitting on his dick for some lube, Max began tugging furiously. Slosh. Slosh. Slosh.

“Fuck, this feels so good.” the 6’1” stud moaned.

Knock knock. Max froze.

“Care if I join? I already have you moaning on video, so you kinda have to say yes.” came a strange voice.

“Uhh, I-I-I guess.” Max told the strange voice as he unlocked his spacious stall. “What do you want?”

“Take a guess dip shit. Get me hard. I don’t care how, but if you don’t I’ll have to punish you.” said the boy who Max finally recognized.

“Jack?” Max was confused. His best friend hung out in the changing room to make people jerk him off?

“In the flesh. Now get to work, you only have 30 minutes before school ends and everyone else joins us.” Jack demanded.

“Ok, ok, just don’t make me suck you off.” Max pleaded - although he hoped he would get to suck his best friend’s dick - as he moved his moist hand towards the first dick besides his own he had ever touched.

Jack had an equally amazing body. His happy trail directed people’s attention to his nice 7” uncut cock. Max was equally as excited and nervous as his trembling hand reached Jack’s dick.

“Good idea, faggot. Be a good fag and you won’t even hurt when I fuck you. Lick my nice hairy balls and look at me while you jerk me off. You will only call me daddy now by the way.” advised Jack.

“Yes daddy.” now excitedly said Max as he feigned fright as he moved his tongue and lips towards some very full looking balls. I hope he blows this huge load in me, Max thought. Jesus, I really am a fag. Oh well.

With his tongue stuck out, Max took a huge lick of his companion’s balls. From the taint to the base of his cock, Max missed nothing. Every hair - and there were a lot if them - on Jack’s balls were touched. Max did this while affectionately looking into the eyes of his captor.

“Who’s a good boy? Max is! Keep it up fag, and I’ll cum in no time.” Jack complimented the natural man pleaser.

Max took this in stride, lightly sucking Jack’s balls. Fuuuuucccckkkk… this is awesome. Maybe he’ll make me suck him off soon. I’ll keep being a good boy toy for him.

He started to swirl his tongue around the amazing tasting balls of Jack. Just the right amount of masculine musk and cleanliness. Mmm… he tastes so good.

Without realizing it, Max was still jerking Jack off the same as he would himself, complete muscle memory. He knew at the moment he would never be able to satisfy himself with enough cock for the rest of his life. His grip was firm, but it didn’t cut the very active blood circulation to Jack’s fully erect cock.

Screw it, I can’t wait longer. “Does daddy want his dick sucked now?” Max asked with a mouthful of balls.

“Yes, you can. You make a pretty good faggot already, don’t let me down.” Jack told Max.

With that, Max grabbed Jack’s cock, and pointed it directly at his mouth. He stuck his tongue out, just the same as he had done for Jack’s balls, and made contact with some lovely foreskin. He kissed the foreskin better than any girl he had ever tried to make out with. Slowly, he retracted the tight foreskin.

A pink, moist glistening head appeared. Max licked the very present piss slit for awhile, before licking the rest of the head. Oh my god, his dick tastes even better than his balls. Next I’ll go down to my hand.

The head of Jack’s cock was quickly engulfed, but Max underestimated the sheer size of the cock he was dealing with. He could fit the cock in his mouth, but he worried about what would happen if his throat was too small - and for good reason.

“Aww, the faggot is scared of a little pain? You’re doing good, but take your hand off. If you can make me cum with just your mouth, you’ll never have to do this again. Well, maybe you will, but we’ll see.” intimated Jack.

Cautiously, Max removed his hand.

Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. He felt inclined to start bobbing his head, getting a little deeper each time. Maybe I’ll try sucking in my cheeks and tightening my tongue. That was a huge mistake. Seconds after he started doing it, Jack responded by thrusting his hips. It felt amazing for Jack. Really tight lips going from the tip of his dick to halfway down. He needed more.

Max felt Jack place strong feeling hands on the back of his head. He knew what was going to happen next, and although he loved what was happening so far, he still worried about his throat.

Wham. Bang. Wham. Jack drew his hips back, pulling his cock almost out of Max’s mouth, and slammed it back in. In and out. In and out. In and out. Again and again.

Aargh. Max repeatedly gagged. I hope this is over soon, my face being fucked isn’t nearly as fun as before. Just relax, and it will get easier, he reassured himself. And it did get easier. A few minutes after trying to relax, Max could breathe somewhat normally between face slammings, so much so that he noticed something. Jack’s bush smelled so good. He was perfect. Is Jack gay too? I could do this every day.

“Wow, I take back what I said. You’re definitely doing this every day,” noted Jack. “Oh, and by the way, I’m gonna cum soon. You’re the only guy that’s gotten me this close, so you’re also gonna be the first guy to swallow my load. I’ll take my cock out and shoot it over your face. Miss a drop and you’ll be eating mr out after I shit.”

“I… won’t… miss…. a… drop… daddy.” Max replied when he could catch his breathe.

“Good. Here it comes.” Jack held Max and place and slammed his entire dick down Max’s throat before pulling out.

A glorious show began. Thick white cum shot from Jack, directly onto Max’s face, and inside of his eager mouth. 4 streams in total. Max savoured the sweet and salty cum of his friend before swallowing. I hope Mr. Smith won’t mind. Max smiled at the joke he made to himself.

“Now clean up. I don’t need my cum displayed to the whole school. Clean my dick off too.” Demanded Jack.

Max was more than happy to oblige. Slurp. Max made sure that Jack’s dick was clean, or at least that’s what he told himself.

Thank you for reading. Please don’t hesitate to make suggestions in regards to how I can improve my writing, or edits I need to make for clarification, fixing grammar, etc.