Campus Goon Bros pt.2
Part 2
By the time they got back to their dorm, both of them were half-hard again. Adam’s jeans were still sticky and obvious, and Kyle’s fat cock was tenting his tight grey shorts like it was trying to break free.
The second the door slammed shut, Adam shoved Kyle against it.
“Fuck, I’m still so horny. That pit sniff wasn’t enough, bro. I need more.”
Kyle laughed, but his breathing was already getting heavy. “You’re such a fucking goon.”
He pushed Adam toward the bed. Hidden under Adam’s mattress was their shared secret — a thick, double-ended clear plastic pussy stroker. The toy was completely see-through, soft and squishy on the outside, with two realistic holes on each end. They’d bought it together after one drunk night and it had become their favorite thing to destroy each other with.
Adam stripped fast, his thick cock springing up, still messy from the load he shot in class. Kyle peeled off his tank top, revealing his sweaty pits and toned chest, then dropped his grey shorts. His heavy cock slapped against his abs, already leaking.
They climbed onto Adam’s bed facing each other, legs spread wide. Adam lubed up both ends of the toy generously, the clear plastic glistening.
“C’mere,” Adam grinned. “Let’s goon together.”
They slid the double-ended pussy onto both their cocks at the same time. The stretch was tight and hot. Because it was clear, they could perfectly see both of their throbbing dicks sliding against each other inside the toy — heads bumping, veins rubbing, precum mixing together in a nasty, sloppy mess.
“Fuuuuck…” Kyle groaned, staring down. The visual was insane.
They started slow, rocking their hips in rhythm, fucking the toy together. Every thrust made their cockheads kiss inside the clear tunnel. Adam reached over and grabbed Kyle’s sweaty thigh, pulling him closer.
“Eyes on it, bro. Watch how we’re both fucking the same pussy,” Adam muttered, voice already getting that dumb, gooned-out tone.
They picked up speed. Wet, filthy squelching sounds filled the dorm room. Kyle’s hairy pits were still damp from the lecture hall, and Adam kept leaning in to sniff and lick them while they thrust.
“Keep going… don’t cum yet,” Kyle panted. “Let’s edge. Proper goon session.”
They slowed down every time one of them got too close, pulling almost all the way out so they could watch their cockheads throb and leak inside the transparent toy, then slamming back in. Precum and lube made everything shiny and messy. Their balls slapped together on every thrust.
Adam started talking filthier.
“Look at your fat cock rubbing mine, dude… we’re both so fucking hard. This is our pussy now. Gonna fill it up together.”
Kyle’s head fell back for a second, but Adam grabbed his chin.
“Nah bro, eyes on the toy. We goon properly. Stare at it.”
They kept that rhythm for almost an hour — thrusting, slowing down, breathing heavy, sweating, calling each other “good goon bros,” taking turns sniffing pits and licking necks. The clear toy was completely flooded with their mixed precum.
By the end both of them were shaking, desperate to blow.
“You ready?” Kyle growled.
“Together,” Adam nodded.
They locked eyes and started pounding hard. The double-ended pussy made obscene wet sounds as they railed it. Seconds later they both exploded at the same time — thick ropes of cum shooting out of both cocks inside the clear toy, mixing together, flooding the tunnel until it overflowed and dripped down their balls.
They kept slowly thrusting through their orgasms, milking every drop, watching the cum swirl inside the transparent plastic.
“Best fucking toy we ever got…” Adam laughed breathlessly, still twitching.
Kyle smirked, pulling his spent cock out with a wet pop.
“Round three after dinner?”