Who gets the last laugh

As I swung open the locker room door, I realized I had left my watch down at the kickball field. “fuck,” I said as I concluded I’d have to walk all the way back to the field.

“I left my watch there too,” Chris chimed in as he overheard my complaint. “I’ll come with you. Wait up.” Just as we both turned to leave, Chris leaned over and yanked down my gym shorts, revealing my orange-squared boxers.
“You fricken fag!” I yelled as every guy in the room chuckled. “Let’s go.” 

Chris was about an inch taller than me. He was thin and in shape, but not muscled. His skin had the perfect tan and he wore his gym shorts low enough to see his own boxer shorts stuck fast with sweat to his ass cheeks. His crack was clearly visible. 

As we made our way down the courtyard, we discussed how glad we wee that it was last period on a Friday and that we couldn’t wait to go home and enjoy the weekend. We both found our watches and began our trek back to the school. The kickball field was a good 10 minute walk from our gym because our school is in town and they didn’t have room for the athletic fields. Being it a Friday, I knew everyone would be already gone from the locker room when we got back. So, I began to plot my revenge for Chris showing everyone my undergarment choice for the day.

Back in the locker room, Chris and I removed our shirts. Both our chests glistened with sweat from the game. No one wore their gym shorts at waist level because they were so short that if you did, your boxers would hang out from under the shorts. With our shirts off, Chris’s ass crack came into perfect view with his boxers falling a little too low. I turned away, leaving my ass to face him as he started to lose his gym shorts. I opened the fly of my boxers and walked over to Chris. I grabbed him by both his shoulders and told him to follow me back into the showers. I can be fairly intimidating when I want and Chris began the walk back to the showers without hesitation. He made a move to scratch his ass and pulled up his boxers. I responded to this activity by slapping his tight butt as hard as I could. He let out a light yelp and faced me. I informed him he had to do everything I wanted him to do or I would let his mother know he smoked pot. Knowing he had no way out, he agreed. I told him I had to piss and then to kneel down. I yanked my 8 semi-erect inches through my fly and stuck it in Chris’s mouth and began to let the warm stream flow. After I finished my piss, I told him to lose his pants and to stand up and bend over. He did as I requested and I went down on his tight crack. I tongued all up and down his crack and then began to rim his ass. He let out another moan and I thrust my tongue in deeper. 

“You like that, you little bastard?” I taunted. “Here comes the real treat.” With one swift movement, I rammed my entire 9 inches into his virgin ass. Then, I began to brutally hump him.

“AWW FUCKIN’ HELL!!” he screamed at first, as I jammed my meat so far in, it almost came out his mouth. His yells subsided and I began to hear a slapping noise. It was Chris’s erect penis slapping against his chest. He was actually enjoying his brutal ass destruction! He started with, “Yeah, fuck my tight virgin ass with your huge cock!” I yanked my dick out of him and told him to lay on the bench on his back. When he did, I entered him again with twice the force. In and out I shoved my huge shlong. Finally, I erupted inside him and the cum began leaking out his asshole. He bent over and cleaned up my junk with his tongue and requested to blow his load in me. I happily obliged and took his hairy 8.5 inches before making his clean my ass out with a rimming. We both dressed and now I fuck him all the time.