Shower, Sir
Franklin Delgado was no idiot, he knew that calling someone near his own age, sir, was a little weird.
However, when he had first seen Conor walking through the school doors, he knew that he wanted to get close to the gaming professional hunk. Gym classes had soon become his favourite, with Conor often deciding to go shirtless. Showing off his ripped six pack to the whole class and in particular one nerd that kept staring at him. Something that was definitely making Franklin enjoy classes as he watched his sir shooting hoops in the gym, with the teen quickly working up a sweat as he practiced on his dunks.
A sight that always had Franklin a little more interested in his sir.
Today, unfortunately was not one of those days. Conor's shirt was becoming dark with sweat and yet still covering him up. It was a frustration for the very slightly younger boy who wished Conor would have ripped his shirt off and had given the show that kept his eyes interested.
"L-looking good, sir! Keep throwing the ball in the… um, thing!" Franklin encouraged.
Conor snorted. The boy was nearly as stupid as his cousin's adopted brother when it came to anything sport. At least that boy came from India, so had a minor reason for not understanding anything. His cousin however, was basically his clone when it came to interests in sports, individuals and looks.
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Conor's deep chocolate eyes set themselves on the metallic orange hoop some 10 feet above him. Hopping from side to side, he held the basketball firmly between his palms. Then he took off from the ground, leaping high and letting the ball leave his hand. It soared high into the air and straight through the hoop, perfectly aimed. As soon as it touched the Gym floor, Conor's hands raised in silent celebration. Dorkily he even beat his chest a few times. The lone boy left with him cheered the goal, in spite of never understanding sports.
Gym was their last period, so the two always stayed around an extra hour or so shooting more hoops. But Conor knew his friend was there to perv on his body, not that he minded or cared. Instead, he thrived from knowing that he was wanted by his friends, with at least two of them now openly craving his body. Conor had left his shirt on that day for a reason. He'd woken up late with a rock hard cock he couldn't take care of. So teasing Franklin all day to make him desperate would mean an easy ass to tap. Leaving him now with the best of both worlds. If he wanted to tap some ass, he had Franklin and when he wanted to pound some pus, Ashley was begging for it.
"Wrapping up now dude, go wait in the showers?" Conor called out with a smirk as he put the ball back onto the rack. Looking over his shoulder, he winked with a hand on his dick. "Shot ten goals, you know what that means…"
A stuttering, blushing, mind-blown Franklin could only just focus on walking to the school showers in that moment. The wanna-be gamer ready for what was coming.
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Franklin's heart was running a mile a minute, and his hand refused to leave his breast. With every shuddering breath he could feel the rapid heartbeat. Pacing up and down the long line of lockers and running Conor's words to him over and over, Franklin couldn't believe that he was finally getting to see more than just Conor's shirt come off again. And with ten goals, there was going to be a lot more than looking at one and others naked body.
With Conor knowing that he would be getting a lot more than just ten shots to dunk inside of Franklin. The young teen had recently became a little more than the pro gamer's best friend, and through he wouldn't let Franklin call himself his boyfriend since he didn't really believe that he was completely gay and was equally as close and sexual with their mutual friend Ashley.
He did, however, let Franklin call himself his fuck buddy when it was just them.
But to Connor, just fuck toy did it with the way he would just use the boy like a very willing slave. The boy literally would do anything that Conor wanted him to, and the whole 'sir' thing was definitely a turn on for the former professional gamer. The gamer smirked internally as he pictured both Franklin completely naked and begging to pleasure his sir in any way that Conor wanted as he pushed open the door to the locker room.
"H-hi, Sir!" Franklin grinned. The boy standing their just in a pair of baby blue boxer briefs.
Conor snorted internally at the dork. But smiled.
While he knew that most boys showered completely naked, Franklin hadn't really gotten comfortable enough for that so the boy had chosen to keep his underwear on even when by himself. It was a little embarrassing for him to do this in front of Conor since he didn't want his sir to think of him as a dork but he just didn't feel confident in front of rest of the boys who hadn't fooled around with him. Through for most of the boy's, he didn't want to even think about fooling around with them, for example Wendell who was definitely no match for the chiselled god that he called his sir. Conor's cock was the only one for him, and if he couldn't get Conor's then he wasn't going to play with anyone's or show them his. The fat monster swinging between his toned legs was, for a lack of a better word, perfect.
"Still showering in your undies?" Conor questioned. The boy rolling his eyes, not knowing why his friend hid that sexy little body of his.
Especially from him, since he had already seen everything that his younger friend had to offer. That cute twinkish body with a pale white squishy ass. It just made his mouth water.
"Y-yes… Sorry sir..." Franklin stuttered. The boy couldn't help but blushing a little at the fact the gamer was asking him about showering him in his underwear. He knew it was a little embarrassing to be in this year level and still showering in his underwear but unlike Conor, he wasn't so impressive that the rest of the school craved to be like him.
"Come on dude, live a little… shower naked with me…" Conor smirked.
Antagonising slowly, the sexy gamer hooked his fingers around the hem then slowly peeled off his sweaty shirt. Wetness stuck to his ripped chest, and the shirt being pulled away left his six pack abs glistening. When it was finally off and flung away, Conor was smirking and chewing the corner of his lip. Franklin caught his eye and tinged bright pink.
"Oh gosh…"
The slightly older boy and professional teen gamer closed the distance between them while kicking off his sweatpants. Conor's body was perfect, and the black boxer briefs did nothing to hide the meat between his legs.
Using two fingers he made Franklin look him in the eye, then kissed the blushing dork.
His voice became husky. "Take them off. Now."
"U-Um… yes sir! Right away!"
Franklin nervously hurried to remove his underwear to reveal his soft cock. His blue boxer briefs sat around his ankles and the boy bit his lip, cursing his body for getting all sweaty and stiffening up all over in front of his sir. Slowly his dick was rising at the view of those sweaty abs Franklin wanted so badly to lick clean.
As Conor removed his own boxer briefs with just one thumb to reveal his larger low-hanging cock, it sent the younger boy over the edge.
Conor grinned at Franklin who was blushing and covering up his rock hard dick, something he did, every time that they fooled around.
"You know… since there is no one else in here…" Conor growled lustfully into his toy's ear, both hands feeling up either side. He could feel how he made Franklin's breath shiver and shudder. It was comforting feeling those shaking warm breathes against his skin. "How about we use this privacy, to have some fun…? You can scream as loud as you want in here,"
With the hands gliding slowly up his body, the short boy let a moan escape him. "I… Um, ar-are you sure, Sir…?"
Conor simply smirked. "Mhm, I want you to scream and beg for me, Franks."
"Oh gosh…" The younger boy gulped as a shiver ran down his spine, "I-I'll moan as l-loud as you want sir."
In a swift push and a loud grunt, Conor pinned Franklin up against the lockers. His cock throbbed, with the older boy slowly licking up his willing toy's neck, "Mmm… fuck yeah, you sexy little slut... I love it when you call me sir…"
Having already checked to make sure no one was going to interrupt, Conor grabbed onto his younger friend and pulled him in for a forceful, deeply passionate make out session, his lust and desire flooding through the kiss. It didn't take long for them to feel each other wrapping their arms around the other's neck, pulling their bodies closer together. The boys lips played and pressed together harder, breaking away for not even a second before locking together. Conor played with his toy's hair, slipping his tongue inside the other boys mouth and over powering his tongue.
'Oh god…' Franklin moaned internally, as his body was pressed up against Conor's. He could feel every one of the older boys defined abs against his own pale undefined chest.
The kiss intensified until Conor was pushing Franklin backwards, pressing against a locker and deepening the kiss for a few moments. Once the kiss finally broke, a desire filled Franklin felt his knees wobbling and his legs giving out, forcing the boy to slide down to rest on the floor of the dirty boys locker room.
"Say wow and I'll spank you," Conor growled.
Franklin couldn't help himself and said it anyway. He yelped and whined loudly when the hand came down hard on his bare ass.
"How is it that fucking soft? So hot to smack it, don't you think?" The younger boy simply whined a little, wanting more then just Conor's hand coming down on his ass. Conor rolled his eyes at the younger boy. "Since you don't want to give me a answer, then I just have to fuck it out of you…"
Taking something from his bag, Kid Fury took Franklin's wrist and dragged him into the Gym showers. The floor was still wet and slippery, with steam rising from the floor. Franklin felt his cock twitch as he realised what Conor was about to do once he saw what was in the stud's hand. Then a little roughly shoved the boy against a wall and turned on the water so it cascaded down their sexy naked bodies. For a few minutes Conor ignored his friend as he washed the sweat from his abs, letting the water run through his dark curls and make him drip with more than just lust. Franklin stole his courage and used the soap to wash his sir's body, feeling up every inch of muscle he could. He loved how the soap really made the abs glisten, and that if Conor wasn't looking he got to lick the stud.
"Now, it's time you reunite yourself with my favourite toy on the Pro Circuit." Conor smirked, once he gotten himself glistening from the water.
"N-no sir, wait! I don't like-" Franklin couldn't get it out in time.
A hand pushed his chest back against the wall before Conor took both of his wrists, and clasped a cuff around one wrist. Once the chain was looped over the shower pipe, the stud took his other wrist and locked up Franklin around the pipe. The soles of his feet were having a little trouble touching the ground. He moaned softly because like that Conor could literally do anything he wanted to him, but being unable to move around scared him slightly. Thrashing around, his hard cock slapped around between his legs and twitched when he caught Conor's eye and saw the hunger in them.
"Damn, you look good like that…" Connor smirked, slowly jerking himself.
"Let me go, C-Conor!" Franklin pouted, hating being unable to use his hand on the sexy body of his Sir.
Hearing his name made the gaming stud growl. He pressed the boy hard into the wall, "I beg your pardon?"
Franklin blushed. "N-Nothing sir…"
"You never tell me what to do. Or else I will get rougher with you, and just use you like the toy you really are. And remember that those cuffs can get tighter, too."
Franklin nodded.
Smirking, Connor decided that it was time to move on and get to the real thing. "Now slut, it's time for your Sir to have some… fun."
"Y-Yes Sir…"
Starting at the neck, Kid Fury started kissing very slowly downwards and teasing the boy's skin. Roaming the smooth body with his talented hands, Conor's thumbs teased the younger boy's sensitive nipples as his tongue worked on Franklin's earlobe. Hearing the loud sounds of confused pleasure come from his toy turned on Conor to no end, but he had to move down Franklin's body. Peppering him with small kisses and bites, his hands followed down to tease everything he could touch. Franklin almost cried out in surprise when he felt Conor grab his cock and started playing with the mushroom head.
Teasing the boy until Franklin was squirming around in his handcuffs from the feeling of Conor's thumb against his tip. Trapped in an onslaught of passion and pleasure, the dork wanted so badly to make out with his sir again but was denied in turn for loving on his slim body.
"C-Co… Uh, S-sir please!" He whined softly, thrashing.
Conor said nothing as he kneeled down and slowly started to the stroke the boy's length. His wet palm worked the five inch shaft, the slickness getting to Franklin whose head rolled back against the shower wall. Shaking from the teasing, his cock twitched hard and he wished Conor would go faster. But Franklin bit his tongue.
Fondling the boy's balls, the older stud leaned in and took one into his mouth. Conor sucked hard on the orb, teasing it with his trained tongue to make his toy cry out in ecstasy.
"CONOR! St-stop it I n-need to…" The pro gaming stud let go of Franklin's balls with a loud, wet 'pop!' and his hand paused on the mushroom head. He circled his hand around it, teasing the boy with how slick his palm was.
"Oh what do you want now, slut?" Conor asked with a smirk. "Interrupting me twice… you must really want something,"
"I-I n-need to cum, Conor!" Franklin whined out, with the boy feeling his cock begging for release.
"Uh huh…" For not saying 'Sir' he was spanked hard, leaving a red hand print. Conor smirked though and firmly squeezed the throbbing cock, his warm breath blowing against the dripping head. Warm water washed down his face as he looked up at Franklin, his dark eyes full of lust. "Little sluts shouldn't get to cum for being so naughty..."
Conor released the cock and let the shower tease it with steamy water. "I don't think I like you ordering me around that you need to cum,"
As water washed over his sir's sexy body, Franklin could only watch on in frustration and struggle against his restraints. The cuffs were sinking into his wrists uncomfortably. Conor licked his lips at the sight, however, getting turned on seeing Franklin restrained. But for the dork, it was torture to see the hunk straighten up and start washing his abs again, rubbing down his muscles with soap and water while he wasn't allowed to just reach out and touch. To worship that sexiness was a dream for the dork but now could do nothing but watch and whine.
"Pl-please Sir! I really need to cum!" He begged, tugging at the metal chains. "I need you to suck me! Please, sir, i'll do a-anything you want!"
"Now that…" Conor said with a smirk and started to kneel down. With his hands feeling up the smooth, slippery chest, Conor leaned down and took the head of Franklin's cock into his mouth. The way Franklin moaned as he eased the dick into his throat made Conor's smirk grow and he swallowed more of the dorky little dick. He slowly took about half before easing off then back down, teasing it with his tongue. "I can agree to… Since you asked so nicely,"
Bobbing up and down on the length, Conor hummed around it while his tongue flicked the head. After a while of teasing the young boy, making him moan out loud for more and thrash around in his attempt to cum, the gaming stud deep-throated the twitching cock in his mouth. His tongue pleasured the underside as it slid in and out of his warm, wet throat. Their eyes were locked together whenever Franklin could keep them open.
His mouth open in a wide O-shape, Franklin whined. "OH GOSH, SIR! Yo-you're so good!"
"Damn right I am!" Conor grinned and licked up the side of Franklin's cock before swallowing it again. He wrapped one hand around the base and started to jerk it off, pumping the shaft and sucking the head. "Cum for your master, Franklin…"
"Ye-yes sir! I'm going to cum…" Franklin groaned, throwing his head back and thrusting his hips in order to force his cock further into the stud's mouth. Sure, it made the boy growl but he was more than happy to swallow the watery ropes of cum being shot down his throat. Conor swallowed it like a pro, never pulling off until the cock was growing limp and Franklin was a panting mess.
Licking his lips, the older boy showed off his empty mouth. Clean of the sweet cum. After standing up, he simply smirked at his friend. "Tasty cum, dude! Hope you're gonna make more later while I pound you. But… Hmm, I've got an issue, Franklin…"
Both sets of eyes slowly moved to his thick, throbbing cock.
"U-um, yes sir?"