Turning the tables

Samy Fattah had gotten some attention, as Janko had noticed. Attention from the same girl Janko was targeting. Janko did not quite understand what she was seeing in Samy. Sure at eighteen years old his once skinny frame had filled out a bit, due to years of being a swimmer; but his ass was the only thing you could consider big.  His arms were thin, his legs and body were slim, his head wasn't big either, maybe his nose (with a big maybe), but his pouty lips, big brown eyes and oval face made him still look like a little boy. The floppy dark brown hair that was either drawn back into a bun or was falling over half of his face did nothing to change that. But he guessed some girls liked that look, but that it was his girl did bother him.

Janko was legendary throughout the school; he’d lost count on how much pussy he had plowed through over the last 3 years. With his worked out body and impressive cock he found it easy to do so, even fucking one of the younger female teachers on the staff, not officially of course. To make it short, it was his mission to wreck as much pussy as possible and Samy Fattah was an obstacle on that path, one he was hell-bent to eliminate, whatever the cost.

So when he found himself in the school locker room after practice, with blue balls, full of hormones and with Fattah - dressed just in a towel – he was ready to set everything in motion.

‘Everything alright?’ he leaned against the locker next to Samy.

‘Sure,’ Samy mumbled, apparently feeling unsure why Janko even addressed him.

‘Want to have a good time?’

Samy froze, with a look of confusion on his face.

‘What?’

‘Want to have it with my girl?’

Samy flinched – Janko took it as a sign that he was right.

‘Don’t panic Samy,’ he said. ‘I can understand why you would want to; I want to eat her out as well.’

‘I don’t -‘

‘Sure, now you don't want to,’ Janko chuckled. ‘But I'm not buying it . . . ‘ he stepped in front of Samy and trapped him between his big arms, pressing the guy against the locker.

‘I was thinking’ – he grabbed the edge of his boxers - ‘you would be much better’ - he slid the boxers down slowly - ‘at sucking my cock.’

The dick came free; Samy’s mouth fell open as Janko's eight-inch rock-hard tool sprang out. Janko took the opportunity and forced the boy down.

‘Stick that tongue out.’

Samy looked up at him with slight fear in his eyes.

‘Stick it out, boy, you're not going anywhere.’

Janko’s eyes widened in delight as he slapped his fat, heavy shaft three or four times across the boy’s face. Samy stuck out his tongue and Janko shoved in his cock.

‘Oh fuck yeah,’ he growled. ‘Suck me, bitch.’

Samy responded immediately, his lips stretching over Luke’s cock as he took down half the shaft, his tongue massaging the meat. As his hands came to rest on Janko’s muscled thighs, Janko pushed forward. His dick slid in deep, stretching out the teenager’s throat as his balls came to rest on Samy’s chin.

Janko muttered, ‘Fuck Yes.’

He thought back to his girl and how she had looked at this loser in front of him. Now he was on his knees, lips stretched obscenely wide, big brown eyes looking up at Janko in submission. A perfect picture.

He took a firm hold of Samy’s head and rocked his head back and forth a bit, grunting with pleasure as Samy tried to hold on to the cock every time Janko left his mouth.

‘Fuck YES, cocksucker. You're not getting my girl, you're getting my dick. Now work it, you bitch!’

Janko decided to pick up the pace, this time he just held Samy in place. His hips took over the work, driving his fat, dripping cock deep into the willing hole. Samy gurgled around the piece of meat; his body shook with each thrust but he didn’t resist it; Janko had a goal and what Samy wanted was of no concern.

As Janko kicked it up a nod, driving his cock into Samy’s willing mouth, Samy looked up at Janko and Janko could see how he was stroking himself. The bitch liked sucking cock and Janko congratulated himself for a job well down, when he would be through with him, no girl would ever be a point of interest, because he would be as much of a bitch as they were.

In fact, he would be a bigger bitch. No girl ever let herself be used the way Samy did, none of them sucked as hard as he did. When Janko let go Samy continued by himself. He cupped Janko's balls, he licked his head, kissed it and licked along the shaft, all the while stroking himself. Janko was sweating and breathing heavily. His balls were full and wanted to unload, his eyes rolled back in their sockets from the pleasure he received and when he looked down again, stroking Samy's head, he saw the boy smiling back at him. Samy wiggled his eyebrows and something inside Janko's head snapped.

Before he knew what he was doing he had pushed Samy down on the floor, lay beside him, pushed his cock back into that heavenly mouth and grabbed Samy's hard dick. He observed it, not sure what to do. It seemed to call to him, basically shouting 'take me.'

When Samy sucked him again, Janko lost it. He engulfed the cock and was in paradise. He could feel a mixture of spit and precum dripping out of his mouth as he worked Samy, the way Samy worked him. He was almost delirious; a thick, hot cock was buried in his mouth. His lips felt stretched, the thick flesh of Samy’s cock widening them out; his mouth was so full, his tongue tasting precum, stoking the flames in his body even more.

Samy’s hand on hips felt so right. His cock in his mouth felt so right. Janko had always loved eating pussy, but this was something different. He loved going down on Samy, sliding along the shaft, cock in his mouth, one using the other to get off. He’d never been happier.

His moans hit fever pitch as his surroundings became a blur, Samy sucking him furiously, his lips clamped down around Janko’s cock; Janko yelled out in pleasure as his big balls churned, before his huge cock twitched, blasting jet after jet of thick, potent spunk into the Samy's willing hole.

Janko was almost spent, he was breathing and sweating heavily, his mind was racing and all he could do was catch his breath, the cock in front of him forgotten.

 ‘Oh no, you faggot,’ came a growl from behind. ‘I’m so fucking close, you don’t get to leave me hanging.’

Janko was dragged to his knees, no power left to resist; he got Samy's cock shoved into his mouth. ‘Take - my - fucking - cock.’ Punctuating each word with a brutal thrust, slamming into Janko’s willing mouth, caressed by his tongue.

Dazed, glazed and with a throat full of cock, Janko reveled in being used as a fleshlight.

 ‘TAKE MY LOAD, YOU LITTLE SLUT! TAKE IT ALL!!’ Samy grabbed Janko’s head, slam-fucking the jock’s face, and then roaring in pleasure as he held Janko still, his cock half in that stretched mouth, blasting jet after jet of thick, sticky cum. Janko was gurgling and gulping the load down like he was hungry for it. Samy slowly withdrew his big dick from Janko’s swollen lips, the bigger guy slurping enthusiastically along the length, cleaning that cock exactly like a good little slut should.

Samy slapped Janko in the face with his sticky, semi-hard cock, and looked at him with a grin.

‘See you in the showers.’ With a cheerful whistle, he stepped over Janko, grabbed his towel and sauntered off towards the shower without a second glance at the cum-glazed, panting jock on his knees.

Janko joined him shortly after. They did not talk with each other, both standing close but no eye-contact, just showering. Suddenly Janko felt his buttock gently squeezed and Samy whispered into his ear. ‘You're not getting my girl.’

All what had happened between the two came crashing down on Janko and he answered. ‘YOU'RE not getting MY girl!’ Before he went down on his knees and took Samy in once more.

The battle was on and it was time for round two.