Gym locker

“I left them in my gym locker. I actually know a tucked away passage to the locker rooms from Lacrosse practice. Nobody ever uses it except athletes for after school practices, but class is in session right now, so we should be fine. Hell, it’s actually right over there.” Trent pointed at a nearby door that lead into the school. The duo hastily crossed the parking lot to the door.

The glass on the door was too dark for Kendall to see inside, but he trusted Trent. After all, he’d been nothing but kind and helpful to him. Kendall pulled at the door....

“Locked.” Kendall realized, disappointed by this sudden roadblock. As if by magic, Trent produced one of the school’s keys that the teachers carry to get inside.

“How do you have that?” Kendall questioned.

“I work as a teacher’s aid for the lacrosse coach during my free period, actually. Sometimes I have to get shit from his car for him, so he let me have this.” Trent jammed the key into the door, unlocking it.

“Thanks, Trent.” Kendall smiled at Trent as he opened the door and slipped inside the building. Trent let the door shut behind Kendall as he lingered outside, immediately re-locking the door.

Kendall realized he was actually inside the school’s entrance hall- during lunchtime and passing period it was the most occupied space in the entire school. Realizing Trent had given him the wrong door, which he assured himself was an honest mistake, Kendall turned around to sneak back outside. He pushed at the door to no avail. He tried again. It still didn’t open. Kendall was getting more anxious by now, applying more pressure to his pushes, but still not opening the door.

It was then that the clock struck noon, and the lunch bell rang out. The first few classes of students who filed out into the entrance hall were treated to the sight of Kendall’s gloriously globular asscheeks as he desperately tried to open the door. The next wave of students were treated to the sight of Kendall being pried away from the door by ravenous students, being lifted up into the air and crowd-surfed around, still completely butt ass naked. Kendall felt countless hands pinch his nipples, stroke his abs, tease his dick, and grope his ass as he failed to escape the crowd. Hoisted above the masses, he was in full vision of everyone, with more students filing into the entrance hall every second.

“Damn, I wonder how that kid ended up in this situation.” Trent (who had snuck around to another door in order to get back into the school when everyone else was heading to lunch to avoid seeming suspicious), remarked to his friend, as he watched from the mob of students.