6

Weeks later...

It was the last day of school week. Everyone in class was excited for the weekend.

Ever since that class orgy last time, things changed somewhat.

Nowadays, when class ends, you could see one or two couples making love with the female seated on either his or her own desk.

No one reported to any teacher of course coz it was a great time to watch premium entertainment.

And of course when the dude is making the girlfriend moan like crazy, many would cheer, whistle, even clap.

No one recorded. It was something they'd all silently agreed on—If two people were fucking, no cameras.

Even if you caught them doing it in private, watching was okay but no recording.

Sometimes, after a girl's man finishes fucking her in class, one or two guys will ask the boyfriend if they can have a shot at that pussy.

Sometimes the boyfriend would say no and the girlfriend would say she's open to fuck, especially if the dudes asking already had their dicks out and were way bigger than her boyfriend.

Big dicks made life more meaningful.

Sweet tight pussies were also to die for.

This made unserious ones start to behave and study well, especially when their partner promised them mind-blowing sex.

Sean, who started it all, now had more friends. And thanks to Kaydrian and other rich kids donations, he no longer had to work multiple jobs just to stay afloat. He could now focus properly on his studies.

Kingsley took him to buy outfits one day. In the clothes store, they ran into Kaydrian. The two then sat on a couch, watching Sean repeatedly step out of the dressing room with clothes that flattered his body a lot.

But knowing his personality, they kept shaking their heads whenever Sean asked for their opinion on the various outfits.

After the umpteenth try, Sean could no longer take it anymore.

He stepped out in a simple soft pink hoodie and white trousers.

He didn't even bother asking for their opinion.

Also this outfit was the cheapest out of all the ones he's been trying on earlier.

Although it still cost a whooping hundred bucks. The others he'd been trying on cost several tens of dollars.

Even though he was now practically a millionaire thanks to the classmates' donations, he wasn't going to blow it all on luxurious clothes.

He felt more at home at the thrift store but Kingsley wouldn't agree and that's how they ended up here in the first place.

"Look, I don't care what you think. This is the outfit I like the most. So keep your damn opinions to yourselves, alright!"

Without waiting for them to reply, he turned to head back to the changing room just so he could change back to the simple grey t-shirt and blue jeans he'd come in here with.

However, he found he was unable to take another step forward.

Peering over his shoulder with furrowed brows, he saw that the two had gotten up from their seat.

"Kingsley, unfreeze me," he demanded.

The latter pretended not to hear him.

"Kaydrian, come on, talk to him," the blond pleaded.

"Why should I? Besides, clothes do make a man. Look at you, looking so tasty even girls want to jump your bones now,"

Having said that, he and Kingsley started walking away, planning on settling the bill.

"Hey, pack up all those outfits he tried on. The one on him too, I'm paying for that. The clothes he came with, burn them,"

"Hey, don't you dare!" Sean yelled from where he was. Unfortunately, no one paid him heed.

The salesgirl put his phone and house keys in the pockets of his new pants, then she giggled and left after using her fire powers to reduce the outfit to nothing in front of him.

Only then did Kingsley undo the freezing spell.

Sean stormed towards Kingsley. "How could you? Those were my clothes,"

"The one on you is also yours," said the unfazed fellow, arms folded.

"But..."

"Look, Sean. Those clothes make you look like a beggar."

"Beggars are people too," Sean reasoned.

"Yeah right. But you aren't other people. You're my friend. And as a friend, I don't wish to see you looking unfortunate."

"This outfit is enough. And I can even pay for it. You don't have to pay for the others I tried on earlier either,"

But it seemed his words went in through one ear and exited through the other.

...

Hours later, they were in the tastefully furnished apartment close to school that Kaydrian had gifted Sean.

And on the floor were shopping bags of various sizes and colours.

The two men seated on the couch before him had decided to compete on who could spend on him better.

From shoes to jewelry, to wristwatch, down to nightwear, perfume and even underwear. Thankfully, they didn't have him model the underwear or else he'd have yelled at them.

Sean let out a defeated sigh and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Seriously, guys..."

Before they came here, the last place they went to was a really fancy restaurant. He got to eat dishes he never even seen or heard of before.

And damn, they all tasted so fucking delish. Then it came tine to pay. His eyes bulged when he heard the total cost of the dishes.

A whopping ten million.

And this two almost fought just because they each wanted to be the one to pay.

So he suggested they each pay half. He had thought that would simply solve the problem.

Unexpectedly...

"Who are you looking down on?! Not happening." Kingsley was the first to disagree.

"Splitting the bill? Over chicken change?" Kaydrian had said, making Sean facepalm at the time.

An argument inevitably ensued. It was then that Sean discovered that Kingsley could outdo Kaydrian when it came to cursing.

So shocking!

Who would believe this nerdy guy had a gutter for a mouth when pissed.

And then...they were at each other's throats. Literally.

Until Sean decisively broke several things that finally totalled ten million.

"You pay for the food, I pay for the damages," proposed Kingsley.

"Why do you get to decide that, four eyes!" Kaydrian snapped.

And just like that, they were at each other's throats again, practically wrecking even the walls of that private dining room, causing quite a bit of commotion.

Not until Sean threatened to scale the window did they stop. If he really did jump, even if he survived the fall, his bones would be broken, he could even end up an invalid for life.

That wasn't what either of the two guys wanted.

And so, the 20 million bill morphed into a hundred million bill.

Actually, it wasn't originally up to that. But these two idiots just had to compete on who would gift the restaurant a bit of 'charity money'.

"Do you two understand what shame means at all?" the blonde upbraided, hands akimbo.

"Does shame pay the bills?" Kingsley asked, a brow raised.

"Shame doesn't exist in my world. In my world, if licking dog shit publicly is gonna get one a higher-up's absolute trust, he doesn't hesitate,"

"I see," Sean nodded sagely.

Then he just went upstairs to shower. Who knew these two would come to join him completely naked?

A little banter soon morphed into an intense fuck session in the shower, each one taking turns to fuck Sean in different styles.

The sound of skin hitting skin was a melody that spurred each of the two Ass Gardener's to perform their very best.

Then they progressed to the bed where Sean eventually showed his twerking skills on both men's dicks.

And in return, they pounded his ass together, the bed creaking for dear life, salacious moans spilling from Sean's mouth that seemed to have forgotten how to close.

The End!

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