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Off to English class!

...he's a nerd on this timeline. It... should have been obvious when Edmund added the bit about how students in good academic standing could be used for relief that he would get the fucking best academic standing ever.

And he can't even disagree with that, he's gonna be such a good fucking student for this dumb class. Ughhhhhhhhh.

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"Good morning mister Orland, mister Pevensie." Mr. Dresden's voice is much warmer than James remembers from the other timeline. "I'm handing back the summer reading work today, and I must say I'm impressed by your work, both of you. I already knew James had a brain in his head, but having two such gentlemen in the same class is really more than I could have hoped for."

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"Um. Thank you. I'd already read Pride and Prejudice, to be fair."

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"Mister Pevensie, I'd recommend you take compliments when you get them. Also, the fact that you've read Pride and Prejudice at all puts you head and shoulders above most of your classmates."

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Double vision whiplash again, yikes.

"Thank you, Mr. Dresden. And to be fair, Pride and Prejudice is great. I actually read Sense and Sensibility first—or tried to—and couldn't get into it for some reason when I did. I think there was something about Austen's style that didn't really click in my head until P&P? But after that it was kind of opening the floodgates."

Oh God what kind of suck-up nerd is he, and he even means every word he's saying.

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"Oh, yes, I'd never recommend Austen in chronological order. Sensibility is - first of all it's grim, second of all it's got a lot of commentary on 19th-century British inside baseball that has absolutely nothing to do with your life as an American teenager. Prejudice is lighter, fluffier, and all around a better introduction to Austen's style. Have you watched Bridget Jones' Diary, it's - well, honestly it's raunchy nonsense but you might well enjoy it. It's based on the novel. Distantly. - anyway you should get to your seats, it's about to -"

Bell!

"Yes, that."

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"I haven't, actually! But I'll give it a go later, thank you, Mr. Dresden."

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Class ensues! About fifteen minutes in, Matt (whose mesh jockstrap is stretched out well past capacity at the moment) raises his hand.

"Yes, mister Murtagh?"

Matt puts his hand down and massages his crotch. "I need to use a volunteer."

A sigh. "It's the first class of the day, did you not - well. Far be it from me to deny the bare necessities of life. Mister Orland, will you accompany mister Murtagh to the restroom?"

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"Yes, sir."

He is a proper student who will not show undue glee especially given that most of the glee doesn't even come from this timeline.

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Matt leaves the classroom. The nearest restroom is across the hall, and Matt heads inside.

Another moment of double vision; it's more spacious in here, the stalls all about the size that would've been reserved for a handicap stall. There are several kneeling pads against one of the walls. And it's much cleaner; it barely smells at all like stale piss.

"Right. Knees," Matt grunts, once they're at a station.

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Onto his knees like an obedient little relief toy.

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And Matt tucks the strap under his balls and shoves his cock down James' throat. Unlike Edmund, he has absolutely no desire to make this easy on James. He's rougher than average even for a random relief candidate, really. He might have some aggression to work out.

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That does make it harder for him to apply his whole host of techniques here but honestly it's still kinda really hot. He's already hard and leaking himself, and reaches down to start jerking himself off with one hand while the other hand helps his mouth with the job of giving this pent-up boy a great orgasm.

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Matt makes a mildly disgusted noise. "Of course you're getting off on this." His booted foot nudges James' balls. "Bitch-boy."

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He moans at the nudge, but Matt is not small by any means and he has no space to speak.

Not that he wants to, of course—bitch-boy, getting off on being used and humiliated by the het. It's hot.

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Matt's motions get faster and harder, his pelvis bashing into James' nose. "Yeah, take it - fucking take it -"

The door to the restroom opens, admitting another boy - looks to be a senior. Matt doesn't notice or care as he steps up to the urinals.

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James is now moaning more or less continuously. He is also finding that this timeline has achieved his goal from the other timeline of completely training himself out of a gag reflex. He was making good headway before! But now it's done and it's fucking glorious, and the precum he's leaking is pooling on the floor.

Someone new arriving, of course, does not help at all, which is to say it helps a lot because now he wants to make it a show—arc his back and focus a bit more on what his face is doing and jut his dick out forward for better visibility and—

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New boy glances over from where he's standing. "Your slut wants attention pretty bad," he notes.

"Yeah, he gets off on it," Matt grunts. "Fucking annoying."

Silence but for groans, grunts, and porcelain splashing.

The senior's stream dies down: he shakes dry and strolls over, stroking himself languidly. "Mind if I butt in?"

Matt rolls his eyes. "If you really gotta."

The senior chivvies James up onto all fours and starts fingering him open, gently but without unnecessarily asking his permission first. "Yeah, there we go, good boy," he murmurs. "Good slut."

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Oh yes please. He's a good boy, such a good boy, such a good slut, he'll do whatever they want. He doesn't need a ton of prep, he's always ready for dick, or so he'd like to think. He perks his ass up and makes sure to not stop sucking but he doesn't need words to communicate more, please.

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And soon he's being spitroasted in the school bathroom! The senior fucks him thoughtfully but thoroughly; Matt continues pounding his throat like there's no tomorrow.

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Honestly given how much they've been changing reality lately there might not be a tomorrow, from some perspectives.

But who cares James is pretty sure the moment he stops holding himself back he's going to come. He's even stopped jerking off because he doesn't want to end too soon—definitely he should only come after he's filled in both ends.

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Matt soon yanks his cock out of James' mouth and slaps him a couple of times with it before starting to spray a ridiculous volume of cum all over his face and hair. "Fuuuuuck," he groans.

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James kind of wanted to swallow, but you know what, facials are still pretty fucking hot. He moans louder now that his mouth isn't filled with cock and keeps bouncing against the senior.

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The senior slaps his ass and starts filling him, as Matt decides he's sufficiently painted and slips back into his mouth to deposit the rest of his load.

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Oh best of both worlds, Christ yes he lets himself release it and comes all over the floor.

(Should he go back to class painted and dripping cum? We'll see, for now he's too busy having a fucking fantastic orgasm.)

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