Rhys and Arnie

"Alright, nerd, ge- woah!"

The two bullies that had been terrorising David earlier had come back to open the locker. Their teacher had noticed David missing and a tattle-tale said she'd seen Rhys and Arnie harassing the geek. The teacher ordered them to go get David and, because they were already on thin ice as graduation neared, they begrudgingly went. What they didn't expect to find was the scrawny nerd with his pants nearly torn open and a cock that was bigger than the both of theirs combined.

"What the fuck are you doing David?" Rhys asked, eyes locked on the massive appendage.

David couldn't formulate a response, as he rubbed his horse cock with vigour. His thoughts had melted away only to pleasure. He couldn't fit his hands around his cock, electing to rub the sensitive glans. He was slightly shaken from his singular thought when he felt his bullies yank him from the locker.

"Snap out of it geek," Arnie ordered, though he wasn't looking at David's face, "this is sick."

David couldn't help but moan as he felt Rhys' hands touch his rod. They felt warm and shaky, their touch enough to send erotic feelings throughout David's body.

"Dude, what the hell!" Arnie yelled, though he wouldn't dare admit he wanted to do the same thing, "Are you a fucking fag?"

"I can't help it man." Rhys stammered, moving his hands across the donkey dong, "It's unhuman."

Arnie tried to resist touching David's dick. He tried to hold out and cling to his heterosexuality, determined that giving in was giving in to the gay agenda, whatever that was. However, power radiated from that monster jutting from David's groin. Arnie eventually gave in, letting out a deep moan of satisfaction as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

David was overwhelmed by the sensations. He was a virgin and had dreamed of the day he would finally get some sexual contact. He'd never imagined the two guys who made life hell would be there, let alone performing any acts, but David didn't care. He was moving back and forth slightly, encouraging the two guys to rub his whole length.

Rhys couldn't believe what he was doing. He wasn't a fairy, he strictly fucked girls! Why was suddenly enraptured in touching this big, long, meaty, sexy dick. What the fuck? Even his thoughts were going gay on him. But there was something about the fuckstick in his hands, something that had a hold on him. He licked his lips, imagining what it would be like to taste it, to feel it sliding into his...

"Rhys!" Arnie yelled, in excitement rather than concern, "Feel his balls, dude! They're like fucking baseballs!"

Rhys, without any second thought, dropped his hand to the wiry balls hanging below and holy fuck! He'd never felt anything so big and heavy! They had to be bigger than his fist! How can such a small guy carry such big privates? Through his elated shock at the feel of the testes, he didn't hear David murmur something.

"Huh?"

"I said," David repeated, a smirk on his face, "You can suck them if you like."