Once Kingsley finished rimming Sean, he sat in the latter's chair and told him to kneel between his splayed legs, prompting the classmates to cheer.
"Go, Sean!"
"You can do it!"
"Go, Blondie, show us what your upper core can do!"
Amid the cheers, a bashful Sean made his way to Kingsley and slowly knelt, his palms resting on his knees, which weren't splayed.
"Please me, Sean, if you want a good fuck," Kingsley said, his tone quite deeper than usual.
How could Sean dare to disobey?
Though his hands trembled a bit, they promptly landed on Kingsley's crotch. He could feel the latter's bulge was restless, demanding liberation to showcase its mightiness.
And that freedom, Sean would give.
Before long, Kingsley's dick made its grand appearance and the classmates who saw it had their eyes growing wide, including Sean.
Brett even whistled in amazement, "Oh wow! Kingsley, you didn't quite look like you'll have this kind of package between your legs. Oh Sean, you're in for a treat!" he emphasized the last word smilingly.
"Lucky Sean. He landed such a fat dick. I so want to shove him aside and choke on Kingsley's cock right now," said Ayla, who was about to drool, her eyes flashing silver.
"Me too. That cock is too rare. And just by its look, I'm already feeling so turned on. How delicious will it be if my snatch gets to taste it? Sean, you're so effing lucky. Show your appreciation and choke properly on that cock for us," said Katricia fervently.
With all these words, Sean grew even shyer, but he knew what needed to be done.
He wrapped his fingers around the base of the mighty length. It was rigid and leaking pre-cum. He inclined his head to lick off that bead of cum while gazing at Kingsley.
Then, he started working his hands along Kingsley's shaft while simultaneously nodding on half the dick's length. At a point, he rested his palms on Kingsley's thigh and inclined his head further, his cheeks hollowing as he tried to accommodate as much of Kingsley's length as he could.
"Go lower, Sean. Choke on that cock!" said Anita.
Kingsley placed his palm on Sean's head and exerted strength, making Sean take him deeper. As the cap impaled his throat, he gagged, but Kingsley warned, "If I feel teeth, you're toast."
That spelt denial of a potentially good fuck. How dare he make Kingsley unhappy? He lacked the courage to do so.
So Sean could only choke on the mighty pecker, even as tears rolled down his face.
"Go, Sean. You can do better than that," yelled Katricia as drool trickled down the blond's chin.
Shortly after, Kingsley rose and grabbed Sean's hair, before beginning a series of vigorous thrusts that had his dick repeatedly impaling Sean's throat.
"You're built to be a slut. My slut," he said in a husky voice, increasing his pace slightly.
Sean had his hands held behind his back by Brett, so there was no way to push Kingsley back or gesture for him to go slower.
Finally, Kingsley cummed in his mouth and slowly pulled out. Strings of drool were attached to his length.
Brett finally let go of Sean, who had to swallow the thick cumwad before patting his chest and coughing.
"Clean it up," came Kingsley's order as he brought his still-erect dick to Sean's face. Without complaint, the blond obeyed, inching forward to lick off every bit of the love gruel.
Kingsley then fisted his hair again, and Sean opened his mouth. Kingsley started sliding only a quarter of his thick length in Sean's oral core, repeatedly pulling out.
"Oh, goddess. Kingsley, let me replace that fox." Ayla cried with longing but was held back by Anita and Katricia. "Please, Kingsley, I'll die if I don't taste your cock today,"
"He's not the only one with a cock," At that, Brett unzipped his pants and freed his cock, which was half-flaccid.
Sure, he wasn't as big as Kingsley, but he didn't lose out to Kaydrian. And so, Ayla happily knelt before Brett, who was now seated on a random chair.
As she was nodding on Brett's cock, Nathan went behind her with his cock already freed and hard.
He used his cock to smack her right cheek, which was already hollowed from sucking Brett's cock deep. Ayla gladly started stroking Nathan's cock while nodding on Brett's.
When she finished pleasuring Brett, she took Nathan's length into her mouth and started bobbing her head while stroking Brett's erection.
Before long, she was lifted by Brett, who placed her back against the wall and started fucking.
"Fuck me, please," said Anita, who raised her skirt, revealing the naughty black thong she was wearing.
And so she was placed on one of the desks, and Nathan stood between her legs and started fucking her after shifting her thong to one side. She was already wet, so it was easy.
So now things had spiralled into an orgy as several others paired up, not willing to be left out.
"See what you've done? You made them 'bond' with each other in wonderful ways," said Kingsley, who was still repeatedly pulling out of Sean's mouth. "Now, I'm going to reward you," he said as he placed his hands over Sean's ears, covering them as he shoved his length deep in the blond's throat. "Hands up," he commanded.
Sean lifted his hands.
"Until I command it, you can't drop them," Kingsley commanded. He didn't wait for Sean to nod before he started thrusting, profanities spewing from his mouth.
Sean's throat was no longer virgin, but he still gagged and drool escaped as his throat was mercilessly pounded.
Minutes later, Kingsley pulled out. He hadn't yet cummed.
"Drop your hands. Strip. Leave just your birthday suit,"
That was literally asking him to make himself mother-bare. But did Sean have a choice?
After he finished undressing, Kingsley had him recline his upper half over a desk and rimmed him once more before finally pushing himself in Sean's tight bussy.
Seeing the way the werefox's arse stretched around his cock, constricting around it as if silently asking him to never pull out, Kingsley traced his finger around half the rim of Sean's ballooned knot.
This made the latter bite back a moan, but his hips started moving on their own. A slap to his left butt didn't stop Sean's waist from sensually rotating and swaying from side to side. And he kept pushing back his hips as he did so.
His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he increased the tempo of his backward hip thrusts. The tolerable discomfort he'd felt when Kingsley first pushed into him had morphed into sweet, fiery pleasure that pooled in his gut.
"Oh fuck~" he moaned, pushing back his hips faster. In truth, he was only riding half of Kingsley's length, but he didn't care. He was just happy that there was a wonderful dick that he could ride at his own pace.
Suddenly, Kingsley gripped his hips, putting an end to his persistent backward thrusts.
Sean turned his head to look at Kingsley while arching his back properly. "Fuck me, please, Daddy,"
And just like that, his plea was answered.
Kingsley's intense and swift pace outmatched all the others. The sound of his skin clapping against Sean's flesh was the harshest.
"Oh goddess~" Sean purred, drool escaping his mouth, eyes half-lidded, his right cheek pressed against the desk's surface, his elbows splayed and arched.
However, Kingsley fisted his hair, making him prop his upper body on his elbows. "Such a wonderful hole you possess and you dared to keep it to yourself all this while, hm?"
"Agh~ Ahh~ I... Aaa~ I'm sorry,"
"That's not enough, you slut. Forgiveness can only be earned by how well you take my cock," Kingsley said before letting go of Sean's hair and gripping Sean's hips with a painfully tight grip. And with that came fiercer thrusts. "Will you dare to hide this good hole from me again?"
He thrust fully into Sean, whose eyes widened, albeit for just a moment, before becoming half-lidded. "Ah~ Yes, no...fuck~"
"You're still unrepentant," Kingsley said, slapping Sean's right butt cheek harshly, making the blond yelp.
His thrusts slowed down, but the spanks were quite frequent and harsh. Sean's butt, already blushing from all that banging, now had his palm prints crisscrossing it.