"What Does She See in Him?" (school setting, futa on male)

Story by Kuroshio

Commissioned piece that I did which has turned out to be surprisingly popular elsewhere. I'm not normally one for school setting (my own school was nothing like typically depicted) but this turned out alright regardless. Features futa on male, school setting, big cock, anal sex and creampie.

“So, you heard the word about Laura, right?”

The voice asking was a high-pitched enough to be annoying on its own, without adding the obnoxious volume that was about a half-level too high for inside. Instead, I kept my mouth shut and sat down to a tray of mashed potatoes and mystery meat paddy, doing my level best to ignore Zeke as he spoke. It seemed simple enough, I just looked at my food and started to dig in.

“Hey! Andy! Talking to you here! Did you hear about her?”

He was persistent, I'll give him that. However I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me talk with a mouth full of food. Especially since from the smug, “I've got a secret” tone he took, I was sure what the “news” about Laura was going to be. I looked over his way without moving my head and kept chewing.

“I heard,” Zeke turned his head from side to side, looking at the other students, who appeared to be just as disinterested as I was in listening to what he had to say, before he leaned towards me, “I heard she's going out with tall Andy.”

Obviously when there was a high school of just over a thousand students, there was bound to be more than one Andrew in the bunch. Five to be precise. The confusion was mostly resolved by way of nicknames: one went only by Andrew, another by Drew and a third known as Ander. That left only two for Andy. I was “short” Andy, even though I was five-foot-ten, because “tall” Andy was well past six feet tall and still growing. He was also muscular, outgoing, athletic and funny, which was pretty much winning the cool kid's entrance lottery. I was no slouch when it came to friends (although with “friends” like Zeke, I sometimes wondered) but I was far from being the big man on campus.

I kept looking at Zeke, keeping a blasé expression across my face. Normally, this was the part where he'd add a bit of embellishment if his audience wasn't suitably impressed. I wanted to see what sort of lie he'd tell to see if he could draw attention to himself. Maybe it would be something really dumb like his own annoying girlfriend walking in on the two of them having kinky sex and she totally had pics on her phone, but wouldn't share because... reasons.

Watching him go through the motions of ever escalating exaggerations (knowing that they were lies) was usually more entertaining than the story itself. But that was a low bar to clear and I would have just preferred if he'd stopped talking. Thankfully, this time he appeared to have nothing at all and folded his arms as if I'd taken his toy away, “What? Are you suddenly going to pretend like you don't care? Like you haven't had a crush on Laura since eighth grade? Get out of here.”

Slowly, I finished chewing and swallowing, wiping my mouth with a napkin before speaking, “Oh, I definitely care.”

“You don't act like it,” he shot back, almost accusatory in tone. Sitting right next to him, a black girl named Octavia rolled her eyes, which looked especially comical because the whites of her eyes (which were huge) contrasted so sharply against her blue-black skin tone. A few of my friends on my side of the table snickered and Zeke looked even more huffy. “I don't know why I even bother telling you shit anymore.”

'Because it makes you feel important' was my immediate thought, but I filtered it before it got to my mouth and shrugged before explaining, “Well, the reason I don't act like it is because I know she isn't dating tall Andy.”

“Oh bullshit, come on,” Zeke leaned back forward, beckoning with his hands like a Italian negotiating with a car dealer, “I even heard her say, 'I'm dating Andy, senior Andy' right out of her own mouth.”

“Yeah... tall Andy isn't actually a senior,” I replied slowly. It was true; tall Andy was actually a junior, people just assumed he was a senior because he was so... tall. I was the only Andy in the senior class and the look of slow, dawning realization on Zeke's face was perfect. You could almost see the emotions passing across his face in rapid succession before he finally settled on the best one and definitely not a river in Egypt, “Bullshit. No fucking way. Not possible.”

I raised my hands and shrugged in the best “aw shucks” gesture I possibly could, which made Octavia shake her head and smile. Then, right on cue, a pair of soft hands fell on my shoulders. I didn't even need to turn around to know who it was. “Laura.”

“Andy. Enjoying your lunch?”

“Only the finest of cafeteria cuisine, including the first meat that can successfully boast no animals were harmed in its making,” I jabbed at the mystery steak with my fork. “Scrumptious.”

Laura looked at it a

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