In a flash Jake had Trent back in the stall and pinned against a wall, his ass jiggling like jello as Jake pulled down his tight cheerleading pants to reveal his winking hole. Trent moaned as one of Jakes large fingers breached his tight hole. "Fucking beautiful..." Jake muttered as he stared, reverence in his eyes. In that moment, this was all that mattered to him. Sex and Trent. As he stretched out Trents hole, preparing it for his now 13 inch, coke can thick cock, he used his free hand to grab Trent gently by the jaw, causing his already thick dick sucking lips to puff out "You are fucking beautiful Trent." he whispered, before capturing the other boys mouth in his own. Trents heart gave a flutter as this happened. Usually guys were just interested in getting off, but Jake seemed to care about how he felt too. Slowly Jake stuck his throbbing hard cock inside of Trent, causing the twink to moan wildly. Staring off slow and picking up speed, Jake began to fuck Trent, his muscular thighs slapping against Trents thick behind. "Yes, yes! Fuck me you absolute stud!" Trent moaned out, causing Jake to grin cockily. He was an absolute stud now, and soon everyone would know it. As he fucked Trent he began to fantasize about all the ass and pussy he would get once he got on the football team. About walking down the halls of the school, wearing his lucky jacket, a sexy cheerleader or two on his arm. About fucking Trent again and again and again. About being the king of the school. With that thought he roared back his head in victory and came buckets inside of the moaning twink. As he did Trents own 6 inch cock shot out a small stream of cum which coated the stall wall. "Fuck... you sure know how to keep a guy happy..." Trent panted, out of breath as he put his clothing back on. Jake smirked as he pulled up his pants, his cock already hard once more. Fuck this thing was gonna take some getting used to "You're not so bad yourself hot stuff." Jake said, patting Trent on the ass "See you later." Jake gave a casual wave before he strut out of the room, basking in the afterglow.