"Finally," Finn said, laughing, as Jeff walked over to his Jeep where Finn was waiting for him. "You look like you've got it seriously fucking bad, bro." After an unexpected after-hours shower room romp with Coach and their friends, the two transfer jocks were heading to Coach's fuck nest where Jeff expected to lose himself utterly in Max until at least the next day, and where Finn was hoping to lose his anal virginity in the least painful and most satisfying way possible.
"Is it that obvious?" Jeff asked as he unlocked the doors.
"Dude, no," Finn replied, "it's way more fucking obvious than that." They both burst out laughing as they pulled out of the parking lot.
"I don't know, man," Jeff said, "you could probably say that I fall in love with every guy I've ever fucked, most of 'em, for a minute, anyway...but I haven't fucked Max yet and I'm totally fucking consumed by him. It's not love, though, is it? I mean, I've known him, sort of known him, for a few weeks, thought he was cute, good looking, whatever, but young and presumably straight, obviously I'd never seen him naked before because, like you, he's got an unforgettable penis...but I can't tell you where his locker is or even swear that I've seen him wearing only a towel, although I do seem to vaguely recall a scene like that...the idea of having sex with Max never fucking crossed my mind...then I see him on the floor riding Coach's cock like a fucking beast, the way Coach rode mine the first time I topped him...and when Max got up and turned around...and I saw his cock...he seemed so...feral...maybe? And Boom! So, I see some kid's big dick and suddenly I can't live without him? That doesn't make any fucking sense..."
"Temporarily," Finn replied.
"Huh?"
"You can't live without him, temporarily," Finn said. "Neither of us thinks Max is going to be the great love of your life just because you're temporarily consumed by him. Hey, but if it turns out that way, all the better. And, by the way, just in case you're blind, that stud is at least as hot for you as you are for him. Stop analyzing this shit and enjoy the fuck out of each other before the fire burns out."
"I know, I know," Jeff said, groaning. "I just haven't felt it quite like this...so suddenly...and so overwhelmingly before."
"Hey Jeff, would you mind swinging by my house so I can grab some clothes?" Finn asked.
"No can do," Jeff replied.
"No?" Finn asked, surprised. "Look, fuck nut, all I've got is this sweaty T-shirt and these sweaty running shorts..."
"Which is way more than you're gonna need, although those shorts do accentuate your giant dick nicely," Jeff said, reaching over and playfully glomming a big handful of his new friend's meaty cock through his skimpy, damp shorts. "We're butt naked 24/7 at Coach's, trust me. And you can borrow my toothbrush. When you're tired of fucking and sucking hot jocks, let me know and I'll get you an Uber."
"OK, OK," Finn said, quickly resigning himself to hanging out naked with a bunch of hot nude dudes, and fucking and sucking them until he was sated. "So is Max what you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Not really," Jeff replied, "well, kind of, one of the things is related to that. I mean, I really do think you're hot as fuck, Finn, and I badly want to fuck you...you felt so fucking good inside me a little while ago and I hope you want to fuck me again. So, I kind of wanted to say I'm sorry I let Max get in the way of whatever you and I were going to do tonight...but I honestly cannot fucking help it. Not tonight, but tomorrow, or soon, I want to get all in your junk again, and do all kinds of vile and unspeakable shit with you."
"Jeff, no worries," Finn said, "we're going to have plenty of time to do all kinds of vile and unspeakable shit together."
"Like me burrowing my tongue into your asshole?" Jeff asked, laughing.
