Wizard Academy for Gifted Young Men
Duke exhaled slowly, trying his best to ignore the persistent wedgie running up in between the two solid basketball-sized mounds of ass meat sticking out like a shelf in the plastered on lycra wrestling singlet. It was a couple sizes too small for him, due to an unfortunate dryer machine accident caused by Coach Edwards. And coupled with that was how sweaty Duke had gotten over the past hour, but thankfully he wasn't the only wrestler in the training area that was suffering as spread out were other hunks attempting to remain slightly decent in the tight, sheer--basically see through fabric they wore.
Duke glanced to the right and saw that half of Brandon Tull's uncut cock was hanging out of a pant leg; he had to force himself to focus on the slimmer but still muscled wrestler crouched in the "attack" position opposite him. But still he couldn't get the image of precum beading up on the hooded tip of Brandon's dick out of his head.
Nope! Gotta focus here, can't get bogged down with images of dicks, precum, and sucking Brandon until he hoses down the inside of my mouth with that creamy--Goddamn it! Stop Duke, control yourself!
Duke internally yelled at himself and quickly grabbed at the lycra over his crotch, readjusting the growing hard on.
Instead he willed himself to focus on his sparring partner, whose brownish-green eyes seemed to be brimming with excitement and curiosity about the night of action Duke had experienced.
"So, what happened after you noticed the guys trying to rob that old man?" Robbie questioned.
Duke grunted in response, a clear tell that he didn't want to discuss his nightly activities as a superpowered vigilante.
"Come on Duke, I mean I tell you every time I either fuck someone or they fuck me, like last night I sucked off Brandon at dinner with his parents. So I think the least you can do is spill a little for your old pal Robbie, yeah?" The curly brunette-haired beefcake named Robbie Reed, had been friends with Duke for many years and had gotten good at using the classic technique of repeated annoyance to convince Duke.
"Wait? You sucked off Brandon?" Duke was surprised despite Robbie being a huge slut with a bottomless appetite for cum. He glanced back over to the guy in question, watching as he easily overpowered and pinned Song Yi to the mat, but only after cheating and giving the buff Korean American hunk a pinch to his admittedly oversensitive pink nipples.
"Yeah, but tell me about last night, I want to know realllll bad!"
Duke relented with a deep sigh, "Fine dude but only if it'll get you to shut the fuck up for a little bit and you better tell me about that dinner with Brandon later."
Robbie smirked and pumped his fist in victory.
"Ok so, after I saw that the three guys were beating and manhandling the old guy, I crept through the shadows of the dark alleyway and surprised them--"
"With a cool one-liner?" Robbie interjected.
"No!" Duke whisper-yelled back, trying to hold back his annoyance at Robbie and keep a low profile at the same time. He didn't want to draw the attention of anyone else, especially Head Coach Reyes.
He glanced around the room, not taking long to find the Coach, who was distracted with helping a wrestler correct his form. Duke admired the older man, who was less of a man and more of a behemoth towering over everyone else in the entire school; he had to be at least close to 7 feet tall, not intimidating because of his height but because he was covered in muscles. It wasn't like those disgustingly roided out bodybuilders, but it was definitely close.
Every part of his body, every muscle group seemed to strain not just against the small tight clothes he wore, but against his skin--Robbie one time remarked that it seemed like if someone poked him with a needle, he would pop like a balloon. Football-sized biceps covered in tattoos that raced up and down his arms, thick robust thighs, and watermelon-sized pecs that jutted out like firm boobs.
Coach Reyes screamed dominance and Duke could sometimes hardly resist not looking at the man, forcing himself to look away but sometimes finding himself, or getting embarrassingly caught by Coach that he was staring at the man's chest or ass. Duke might've had a very round ass that was pure fat with a layer of muscle, Reyes' ass was two globes of pure beef and they seemed like they could bend steel.
Even now, Duke had to force himself to turn his gaze from the man, before he was caught again and went back to his story, clearing his throat which he found to be very dry.
"I...I surprised them with a roundhouse kick to the biggest dude's scarred face, he then bumped into the other dude and while everyone was confused, I sucker punched the third one and knocked him out cold."
"The other two were so surprised and off their game, they remained tangled up with one another on the ground of the alley. It almost looked like they were fucking or something."
"Fuck dude! That's awesome!" Robbie stopped crouching and straightened his back some, moving his hand down to stroke at the growing bulge in his crotch.
Duke noticed immediately what was happening and responded appropriately, "Are you getting off on this dude?!"
"No, keep going." Robbie replied with a chuckle, although the hand over his crotch never stopped moving.
"Fucking hell, okay, so after I knocked that guy clean out I turned my focus on the other two were starting to get to their feet. I moved quickly and grabbed a round metal garbage can that I noticed, flinging it towards the shorter of the two."
"Mmmmm fuck...what did the shorter guy look like?" Robbie asked, his hand moving a lot quicker than before.
"Um he had piercings all over his face, but he was around your size but wore a mesh tanktop, leather jacket, and some black skinny jeans I think."
"I bet they were so tight you could see every inch of his tree trunk thighs through the sheer denim...did he have a big muscle butt too?" Robbie mumbled, his teeth were biting his lower lip hard as he imagined himself doing whatever to the burly criminal.
"I mean I guess...he definitely had some perky pecs, I could see them bulging through his tanktop and I think he had nipple piercings too."
"Oh fuck yeah! So fucking hot!" Robbie was really stroking his dick now, Duke could even see a growing spot of precum on the front of the white singlet.
