Fany, la cornuda. Cap 2.

Here is the second chapter of Fany's horned and her stud boyfriend Mario's story. This time in a single part. Enjoy.Mmm I'm just saying you should be careful - Rocio said to Julian by phone.

—Je... Why? We only saw them at the cinema, I'll tell him tomorrow and leave it clear that I don't want to see him with that guy again - responded nervous Julian, Eliza's boyfriend.

—And are you sure he's not in the house with him right now? You said she has the house alone - argued Rocio.

—She would never do that - replied the young man badly.

—Maybe she told you to come later because she was already with him. Maybe” - argued Rocio.

—Nah, she would never do that, seriously, I told you she mentioned she'd go out with him, she didn't hide it from me - argued the young man, more trying to convince himself than her - They only went to the cinema, even Fany's crazy idea was something to get rid of jealousy or something like that, Eliza didn't even want to” - added quickly.

—Yes you told me, you told him not to do it and she still did...” - insisted the girl

—Maybe Eliza even came up with the idea, who knows” - concluded cruelly the friend.

—Why would she ask Fany for that? Haha Why would she want to go out with that idiot? What a loser” - counterattacked the boy, already familiar with friendly but always bordering on hostility discussions.

—Because Mario is really hot - said Rocio cruelly, knowing that Julian hated him, just like several boys in class, only because he was the most handsome one - Who knows why she's with Fany, he can have whoever he wants” - finished with the same cruelty.

—I don't know, and it doesn't seem like a big deal to me, that guy has an idiot face - said furious Julian - Luis saw them entering the cinema, the times coincide, she must have been arriving from there when she told me to come later, maybe she was getting ready for me, I don't know” - added nervously.

—Look, the facts are...” - said starting melodramatically - “Luis saw them alone at the cinema, she didn't tell you she'd see him today, then she told you '... You'll arrive later and say you're not answering my calls or messages, I say she was... with him. The girl listed off calmly, Julian knew it made sense, but he refused to believe it with all his might, Eliza never gave him reasons to think anything like this before.

—No way, I know her, she's not answering because she's pouting because I canceled, she always does that when I cancel, I know what I'm saying — the young man said, trying to look cool.

—Okay — the girl replied dryly.

The call didn't last much longer, Julian was a bit annoyed by his friend's cruelty and she by his obvious stupidity. And when Julian hung up on her, he nervously called his girlfriend Eliza for the umpteenth time, not knowing that but she was wiping Mario's thick semen off her face at that exact moment and her phone was still abandoned in her room.

When Eliza returned from the bus stop where she had accompanied Mario, she only looked at the 35 missed calls from Julian and the 53 messages, all demanding to know what she was doing, asking her to answer, some apologizing, the last ones telling her she was being a slut, she didn't answer, leaving him clear that he was being an idiot and to calm herself down, everything had been so surreal and it was still recent. The girl took a bath, while on the other side of town, Mario arrived home, nervous, lying to his parents about having been with Fany, finally opening up the conversation with his girlfriend, not a single new message from her, while Fany on the other side was trying to sleep, didn't know what to think, didn't want to think, didn't want to pressure Mario or Eliza.

The next day at school, in the morning, Mario tried to greet his girl with all the naturalness in the world, guilt is an uncomfortable tenant, Fany may not have noticed it or may not have wanted to. Eliza didn't look for Julian, preferring to pretend she was still upset instead of confronting him, and fortunately no teacher was absent, one class after another flowed naturally, preventing both couples from... confront oneself... But the recess arrived.

— I have to talk to you — Julian said seriously to Eliza as he approached her.

Eliza was walking towards Fany at that moment, but Julian seemed serious, so she followed him.

— What's going on? — Eliza replied, still looking annoyed and not making eye contact, with her arms crossed. Julian snorted sarcastically, unable to believe it — ¡¿What?! — the beautiful girl asked furiously.

— Are you seriously going to be mad? — he asked, staring at her fixedly.

— You put on a huge tantrum yesterday, we're alone in my house once or twice a month and you ruined it, even had a surprise for me — she reproached, trying to gain ground, but Julian didn't care about a single word.

— You know why I canceled.

He said still looking furious, she tried to maintain her poker face terrified inside.

— No idea, you threw a tantrum because I told you to wait — she said with all the confidence she could muster.

— He looked at her, she looked back, first willing to confront him equally furious, but saw how his expression changed slowly from furious to disappointed. Our partners can see us in many ways, but nothing destroys more than being seen disappointed, she collapsed.

— What? What happened love? — she asked terrified, her lower lip trembling.

Julian got up and left without looking at her, she felt like her blood was draining to her feet, he knew! ¡Carajo!! ¿¡But how!? ¡He went home! ¡Yes! He must have seen Mario leaving late at night from there and deduced everything, it had to be that.

Eliza ran without thinking towards Mario and Fany, looked at them in the distance, they seemed fine, although both were a bundle of nerves inside, but seemed fine on the outside, both refused to even mention Eliza, they were happy in denial every second a little more, but saw her coming, with her arms crossed, looking at them fixedly and quickening her pace, their happy denial was crumbling with each step she took.

— Mario... — Eliza said nervously, glanced at Fany, but didn't... saludó — Can I talk to you? — said, taking his eyes off his best friend.

Mario looked nervously at Fany, who nodded badly, her worst fear was taking shape, there were consequences, he had no idea what, didn't want to think about it, but something was happening and she hated that feeling, Mario let go of his girlfriend's hand and went with the friend just 5 steps away.

— Julian knows — said Eliza looking at him terrified, calling for help.

— What?! How?! Why did you tell him?! — said equally terrified.

— Of course I didn't! — responded annoyed — I don't know how, but he knows — she said lowering her voice.

— Damn it! — said Mario looking behind Eliza, Julian was walking from one corridor to another and staring at them without stopping.

— What?! — said she throwing a glance back and seeing her boyfriend divert his gaze in the last second — Slut mother! — said looking sad at the floor, let out a tear.

— What do we do?

Asked Mario hysterically, feeling Fany behind him, as if the presence of his girlfriend weighed a ton, Eliza thought for 2 seconds, Mario waited.

— Okay, calm down, he can only know that you were in my house — said Eliza trying to compose herself.

— Does he know that?! I thought he only knew about the movie! — said desperate — I'll have to tell Fany the whole truth — added terrified, the boy was looking around frantically.

— No! — said the girl taking him by the shoulders to make him look at her — We'll just say we went to my house to watch Netflix, okay? — she told him looking at him, he avoided his gaze — Mario — insisted without stopping looking at him.

— Okay — responded reluctantly without looking at her.

— Are you sure? — insisted, looking at him, he didn't — Please! I love Julian! — begged letting out another tear.

— Yes, okay, we just watched Netflix.

He said looking at her, smiling at her, calming her down, Mario was an old-fashioned gentleman, there was nothing on earth that could move him more than a feminine tear.

— Thanks!

Few times had he said those words. words more honestly never in his life Eliza and left without saying goodbye, didn't want to confront Fany, what would he say? Mario stood still and after 2 seconds, Fany took his arm, he jumped from the shock.

— I'm hungry, let's go eat already — said the girl without looking at him.

— Don't you...? — asked fearfully.

— I don't want to know anything — she said, looked at him fixedly — It would be better for you if you didn't find out anything.

The couple ate, Fany trying to get normalcy, asking how the food was, talking about her mother and that series she watched, Mario just nodded, didn't know what to think, whether to bother about his strange behavior or love her more because of it or tell her everything, even if she didn't want to hear it, in an egoistic effort to liberate himself and masochistically receive punishment.

While Eliza was sitting on the toilet, not wanting to look at her phone, crying a little, cursing herself for being so stupid. She gazed up at the ceiling, breathed deeply, calming down, thinking that Julián would be furious, but not that much, they had only seen Netflix, she would die saying that and never get close to Mario again, it had to work, she seriously loved Julián, he was her life, we all have the right to make mistakes repeated like a mantra that phrase she once read in a self-help book.

Julián was sitting behind the bleachers, smoking, prefects never went there.

The 4 teenagers were nervous, terrified, confused and annoyed, Fany saw with terror a message from Julián in her spam folder on Facebook, who knows what he would say, didn't open it and went to block him directly, didn't want to know what he had to say, but Mario did open the message that also received from that teenager.

— Get away from my girlfriend. Had written the jealous Julian, Mario tried to write calmly because Fany was in front of him in class and he didn't want to mess with Eliza or have her crap hit him. —What's up? — wrote Mario and sent it, feeling stupid — Don't worry, we just watched Netflix, okay? Even Fany knew we were going to the movies and then went home alone to watch a movie, that's all. Mario wrote, re-read it 5 times before sending, wanting it to sound friendly and harmless, didn't find better words, everything was a broken phone, he no longer knew what each other knew, took a leap of faith with that message. —See you at training. Responded Julian and immediately disconnected, used the end-of-mouth smile emoji, everyone knows that's the psychopath smile, Mario twisted his mouth worriedly. Classes flowed slowly after recess, time is relative and advances inversely proportional to the joy you're having, Are you having a great time? Enjoy it, because every time you look at your cell phone there will have been an hour and a half, but are you waiting for something? Are you nervous or scared? Well, be patient, each second will seem like 10 minutes. Fany was in the second quantum relative time already mentioned, each second seemed to stretch to unsuspected limits, she was angry, furious to say the truth, didn't know what had happened and now more than ever, didn't want to know, didn't want the drama, didn't deserve it, hated searching for Eliza's face when her boyfriend would pretend not to see her, when he tried to talk to his girlfriend he was distant, it was obvious that something was happening and she felt it was their fault, it made her angry that they wanted to make her pay for it, never thought those would be the consequences, now his jealousy seemed so stupid and trivial, and behind all that fury, awaited an immense sadness thinking that he could have ruined the relationship with his 2 favorite people at once because of that stupid idea. Idea What, although she was still saying it emerged from Eliza, well knew that it had been hers.

Eliza didn't know what to think, Julian didn't even look at her, Mario avoided her like the plague and Fany seemed to be looking for her too much, she felt overwhelmed, she had been an idiot, everything would be known, Julian would leave her, Fany wouldn't speak to her again and Mario would probably not even remember that afternoon in a few months, she would ruin her life and for nothing. She wanted to cry.

Julian didn't stop looking at the idiot Mario, seriously was he so handsome? He was enormous, yes, his back seemed like a wardrobe, his head passed the blackboard when he stood up, whiter than him, with that unbearable smile that seemed taken from a Colgate ad. He felt embarrassed, he being a bit short, quite thin, too much, basically just as thin as his beloved Eliza, in her it was fine, in him not so much, what about the skin color? Closer to being called moreno than white... He imagined that huge man kissing his girl, hugging her taking off her clothes... He shook his head trying to get those images out of his mind... Damn it, definitely that idiot was handsome.

Mario felt overwhelmed. Eliza seemed to be looking for him with her eyes all the time, how could he help her with what?! Let her alone. Julian didn't take his eyes off him either, but what was a subtle glance from the girl was definitely a fixed look of hatred from Julian, and in the middle of it all, Fany seemed to want him to act naturally, she demanded subtly but firmly that he be himself, how would he do that?! This was also his fault! It was Eliza's idea, but Fany pressured her to happen, she was also responsible, hated that she wanted to load everything on him and then demand that she not find out anything.

After those 3 last classes; which seemed like 2 days straight, the final whistle arrived, day of football training, the 4 of them They knew well and the 4 of them were nervous that they would have to go through it. Fany thought about leaving, even not going the next day, but was weak, chose to maintain the status quo and stay at training, maybe it was best, for everyone to pretend nothing had happened until they convinced themselves that it was so. Of course, when she saw Eliza sitting on the bleachers, she didn't want to sit with her, but always did and was terrified of losing her best friend little by little.

—What's up, mensa.

Fany said, appearing natural, ignored Eliza's hysterical face, hated that they wanted to force her into drama.

—What's up.

Eliza responded dryly, not looking at each other, for the first time sat there watching the training without holding hands.

The training began, the bleachers mostly filled with girls, friends, girlfriends, lovers, and sisters, who cheered and applauded as the guys left. When Mario looked over there, he raised his hand in greeting and smiled nervously, both raised their hands, never had it happened before, the 3 of them noticed, the 3 pretended not to notice, the 3 felt stupid.

The guys started with warm-ups, short passes, long passes, running short distances, and finally inter-squad games. Normally Eliza and Fany would be chatting, joking, even taking photos, putting them on WhatsApp and Facebook status, but this time they were just sitting next to each other watching the training without moving, uncomfortable, separated by an invisible wall that didn't look at each other.

—This time, pairs with pairs, nones with nones.

The coach said loudly to the guys, indicating that they would form 2 teams and the guys obeyed, quickly giving the team captain's band in each squad and meeting at center for the initial serve.

—They're pairing up.

The whistle man yelled, Mario met at center with the team captain's band, Julián nodded reluctantly, with the other team captain's band. del team no. It was given the initial kick-off, the game began and like any random inter-squad it was disputed.

—Come on, love!

Fany shouted excitedly, forgetting everything suddenly, not knowing why she got so excited, nor did she even like soccer, hormones.

Divided plays, some posts, an epic save by one of the goalkeepers and Mario finished the ball off the post with satisfaction, the stands shouted a bit and applauded, Mario raised his arms celebrating a goal that meant nothing.

—Mario has always played super well—

Eliza said suddenly timidly, it seemed natural, it would be a comment she would always make, not even joking, Fany just smiled without showing her teeth — Are you angry? —

asked Eliza fearfully.

—Not at all—

the girl said without looking at her — I love you!

Fany shouted at Mario and some people in the stands laughed, the boy turned around and smiled nervously, Fany never did that.

—Then what's going on?

Eliza asked without leaving her fearful tone.

—Nothing, Eliza, nothing is happening... or didn't happen, okay?—

she said looking at her annoyed.

—We just watched Netflix at my house—

Eliza said lowering her gaze, Fany snorted annoyed.

—I don't want to know anything! I told you! Not even where they went!—

Fany denied annoyed with annoyance.

—Sorry!

the girl said begging — Look at me, you're angry —

said Eliza with a dry mouth.

Fany looked at her firmly for a second but collapsed before the pathetic face of her friend, virgin territory, all fights had been Fany's fault, all apologies had come from her, Eliza never was the one who was there begging for mercy.

—I love you, okay? It will always be like that.

Fany said softly, what was going to be an incredible sermon turned into words of love, a firm hug and a tender look.

—I also love you...

said Eliza smiling, a tear ran down her cheek.

They liked saying it, even Paulina and Gabriela told them they loved them, saying that they... They were only for them and their men, they looked at each other intensely, Fany hugged her best friend again with force and Eliza shed another tear on her shoulder.

—Sorry, we should never have done that.

Eliza said, Fany didn't want to touch the subject with a stick, she resisted saying it again, wanting to give her at least some comfort.

—Yeah, doesn't matter, I don't even remember who came up with the idea — Fany said with guilt, remembering it was her idea, yes, it was her fault.

She remembered it was her idea and still denied it, felt bad thinking she had lied so many times, that surely they had convinced themselves it was Eliza's idea, not hers. Remembering that simple fact made her go from being defensive to feeling bad again, she hated it, for the first time the drama wasn't her fault and that felt good, she refused to feel bad about it.

—Why are you crying? I'm not mad — Fany said looking at her friend's glassy eyes.

She wanted to ask about Julian, it was clear they were fighting, she hadn't seen Eliza sitting on the boy's lap like always between classes, she wanted to tell her it didn't matter what had happened, that she forgave them, that everything would be okay, saying it honestly, giving a forgiveness without even knowing what had happened, she wanted normality, for everything to go back to how it was before, but saying more would let her friend's tongue slip, she was selfish.

—It's just Fany...

Eliza stammered, raising her eyes, Fany felt her heart turn into a fist, fearing the ominous truth.

—No, I don't want to know anything... Please — Fany said turning away, her face looking hysterical.

Eliza didn't say anything more, Fany didn't let her off so easily as she wanted, both hated that the other was being so selfish, Eliza hated that Fany wouldn't let her have peace and Fany hated that Eliza wanted to be free at her expense.

They looked at the game in silence, Mario and Julian refused to turn towards their girls, Mario not wanting to cause another awkward moment. moment when the 2 would greet and Julian trying to mark a point to his girlfriend, he was thinking of leaving it dear to Eliza, the tension between the 4 only grew.

Ball divided, Rafael and Gonzalo collided, tapping each other's shot, typical block, but quite showy, both fell to the ground and both teams ran to the center shouting and pushing. In the midst of the commotion, Julian measured and kicked Mario strongly at mid-thigh level, the handsome boy winced, but wouldn't give him the pleasure of throwing himself on the ground, Mario looked at him fixedly, Julian smiled and lost himself in the crowd of his team. The 40-year-old whistle sounded hysterically in his mouth and separated the 22 young people as he could, when the young people calmed down, the coach blew his whistle again and marked the ball to the ground.

Julian and Mario were setting up for a serve, the two captains, clearly on Julian's side of the field, Mario gave the ball away to the ground as dictated by fair play, not going for the ball, trying with all his might not to be an idiot.

Ok, you deserved that kick, you know you deserved it thought Mario, seeing the ball and not looking at Julian.

He didn't even pretend to go for the ball, Julian noticed he was distracted looking at the ball and kicked the hard leather ball as hard as he could, right into Mario's lovely face. A dry and strong sound, a loud exclamation from the stands and Mario's head shook violently, Eliza looked down shamefacedly, Fany watched it all attentively, while the preparatory student stumbled with his own foot and fell onto the cement floor on his buttocks. He lifted his face furiously, Julian looked at him fixedly with a macabre grimace that almost seemed like a smile, as he ran away from him backwards. All while the two teams ran to the center again between pushes and claims, but Mario got up and, like a good martyr, raised his arms to calm everyone down, using all his strength not to sob on his face, although it was clearly showing. Colorado and the forty-year-old quickly pulled out a yellow card on Julian, which finally calmed down the atmosphere.
—You're going next, don't think I didn't see that kick earlier — the forty-year-old said to Julian in a low voice from the whistle, who only nodded seriously with his face to the floor.
Eliza and Fany silently, feeling like trash for causing a literal skirt mess, but also both thinking it would be good if they got rid of the venom, nothing better to cure an injured man's ego than a few good punches. The game resumed, several collisions here and there, once the fuse is lit, the dynamite explodes slowly, that's football.
The coach announced the last 5 minutes, he didn't want to end with a brawl, the girls breathed, Mario watched Julián with his eyes. Corner kick.
Rafael projected the ball to the center of the small area, Julian jumped and connected with his head until the other post of the goalkeeper, who could only see the ball entering, the team celebrated, while Julian took the ball and ran to the center of the field for a new kickoff, but the forty-year-old whistle stopped him, took the ball away and blew his whistle, declaring the end of the game, 1-1 tie.
The stands applauded, some commented on how exciting it had been, more than the final last semester, neither Mario nor Julian approached the stands, they just went straight to the showers. The cuck entered first, looked at the lockers and identified the ridiculous poster of a video game that Mario had hung in his locker.
—Nobody gets in.
Julian said quickly to Rafael, That pathetic clown everyone has? That one.
He ran to Mario's locker without having a very clear idea of what he was going to do, a thick lock protected the little door, twisted his mouth disappointed, but something would occur to him.
—Why? Take off, I have a date in 2 hours — Esteban was complaining to Rafael at the entrance of the dressing room, behind Mario Looking at everything.

—They can't come in yet — Rafael said, standing firm and finding a pathetic pride in never disappointing Julian.

—You're going to push me — Esteban said, looking at him, Rafael dug his feet into the floor and his gaze into the eyes of the other boy, who weighed twice as much as he did.

—What are they waiting for? No one leaves without getting soaked yet, they stink, hurry up, damn it — the coach said, arriving at the commotion in the doorway.

The young men were entering, Rafael ran first and looked at Julian standing on a bench, then jumped onto the floor when he saw him.

—Sorry, the trainer—

—It doesn't matter, sit down, you have to see this — Julian said quickly laughing with scorn.

The teenagers entered, Julian and Rafael sat waiting, looking at everything, Rafael with curiosity, Julian holding back his laughter.

Mario arrived at his locker, opened it calmly, and noticed humidity in the door when he opened it fully and looked at his soaked clothes, not understanding what had happened. Julian began to laugh out loud at Mario, who was staring intently at his clothes, and Rafael followed him only because he was an idiot.

—Did you do this? — Mario said, turning around, 2 or 3 boys stopped to look, Mario held his favorite blouse in hand, soaked, Julian laughed more — Great job, you got my clothes wet — Mario said without understanding the hilarious laughter of Julian, who only multiplied it even more when he heard it, more boys stopped to look every second.

—What! — Mario asked furiously in a loud voice, taking a step towards Julian, who was laughing so much that his face was pointing at the floor and his eyes were closed, Rafael laughed like an idiot looking at Mario, although he didn't even fully understand what was happening, but then Mario looked at his blouse up close, it was dripping... Yellow.

Mario smelled with terror the blouse, everyone was looking, pulled his face away from the stench of urine so penetrating from the blouse, Julian had peed through one of the slits in his locker. Mario let go of the blouse by reflex, it fell heavily. at the floor and the punch made her spill the yellowish liquid, 3 boys looked closely. —Did you wet your clothes? Asked Esteban confused to Julian, seeing the blouse on the floor, with a smile that didn't know whether it was jodidely funny or if Julian was crazy. Julian nodded still laughing like a madman and several laughed, others looked incredulous at the situation, two thought they were too old for this and went to the showers. —Fucking crazy — Mario told Julian, the idiot of Julian wiped away a tear from his laughter, ignoring him. —Ignore him, he's a kid, wash your clothes in the shower, it's not a big deal — Esteban said, taking him by the shoulder. Mario looked at his blouse on the floor, eyes injected with fury, about to launch himself at Julian, let the punches, even understood them, but this was too much, went beyond the physical plane, this would humiliate, hurt, wasn't a healthy revenge, it was a twisted trick that went further. Esteban noticed, squeezed his shoulder. —No — he said firmly and Mario looked at him asking why with his gaze — He's jealous, it's obvious you'll be the 9th player on this team this semester, don't give him the satisfaction, they'll kick both of you out of the team, hurt where it hurts — Esteban said and with the last phrase, Mario smiled. —Well, I guess I don't have any underwear either for the shower — he said in a mocking tone and with enough volume for Julian to hear him, he did and looked at him smiling confused — I'll have to give myself a naked shower — Mario said and Esteban laughed confused beside him. Mario looked at Julian, his stupid confused smile turned into a scrunched-up face while the young handsome guy took off his sports shirt and then his shorts without shame in front of him, Julian snorted confused and mocking. —Is he seducing us? — Rafael said mockingly trying to make his superior laugh, but Esteban and Julian looked just as confused at silence.

Mario held Julian's gaze, got dressed in just black boxers, looked at him one last time, almost smiling, hoping what he had planned would work out as well as he saw it in his mind and wouldn't leave him looking like an idiot, the showers already filled and the dressing rooms almost empty except for them 4.

Mario took hold of his boxers ready to take them off, remembering Eliza's cruel words about Julian having a smaller cock than him, diminuta junto de ti, he begged all gods that the difference would be as notable so his movement would impact and be worth it...

And he lowered his boxers in front of him until his ankles, took them off completely with his feet, confronted Julian with a fixed gaze, so he could see with satisfaction how Julian looked at his magnificent flaccid cock for 2 seconds, still being long enough to stand out, with a decent thickness and enormous balls there too.

—What's wrong?! — said Julian lifting his gaze, incredulous, about to explode.

—Nothing, I don't have another change, I'll have to give myself the shower like this — said Mario smiling with scorn, knowing his shot had hit the mark.

Rafael and Esteban didn't understand, they saw everything confused and admiring, as if it were a cosmic event, they didn't even bother to be disturbed by Mario's obviously enormous cock, the one who had undressed in front of Julian was enough. Mario walked towards the showers, another boy nearby noticed him naked and laughed a little, but nobody paid too much attention, those taking the shower completely naked were unusual, many times jokingly wanting to annoy or screaming hysterically like crazy people after a great victory, it wasn't common, but not the most extraordinary thing in the world among idiot teenagers after doing sports, simply ignored him a bit, clearly, until Julian made big the issue, never better said.

—What Does this mean anything?! — shouted Julian hysterically as he followed Mario.

The jealous boyfriend of Eliza confronted him, knowing that both of them knew exactly what it meant, Mario literally measured his cock against him, and although Julian didn't get it up, it was clear who the winner was by the reaction, at that moment everyone turned around, even some from the showers, total silence, fixed gaze on the spectacle.

— Nothing, leave me alone — said Mario with disinterest, more to annoy him than to be really calm.

— What? Are you a faggot?! — the desperate young man told him, giving Mario a spin on his shoulder — Do you look for a pair here or what? — he asked, trying to hurt and despising his own wounded ego.

Everyone was watching, mostly excited, it would be an epic gossip.

“Do you remember when Mario fought naked with Julian? Hahaha”

Everyone was watching, sepulchral silence, that's why almost no one noticed, only Esteban and Rafael noticed the coach, Rafael almost opened his mouth, the 40-year-old told him to shut up by putting a finger in his mouth.

— Are you looking for a good butt here? — insisted Julian smiling with scorn.

— Believe me... I have enough booties at my disposal — said the most handsome one smiling maliciously, Julian's smile disappeared suddenly.

The hurt young man spat in Mario's face, a huge and viscous spit that covered half his visibility making him close one eye, the coach advanced towards them decisively, the 40-year-old walked firmly towards the two teenage idiots amidst the excited shouts of everyone, who gradually fell silent as they noticed the man approaching those who were fighting. Mario saw the man behind Julian approaching and looking at him fixedly, threatening him with a gaze to not answer the aggression, but he didn't care, he had already suffered enough, it was enough... He gave a firm headbutt with all his strength, using his back and leaving the neck well locked, he listened as Julian's nose cracked and the ... young fell to the floor crying out pitifully, and when Julian fell, the furious coach looked at his companion lying at his feet.

Take them both to my office, said the furious man, not even having to raise his voice, no one made a single sound.

¡¡I Broke It Na-!! tried to speak Julian from the floor.

¡¡NOW!! shouted the furious man, Mario even jumped with surprise.

Mario entered (already dressed in the sweaty uniform) into the coach's office, the man still furious looked at him enter, had the two reports ready on the desk, his hands resting on each one, Julian was sitting in one of the chairs holding a huge ball of paper towel filled with blood on his nose, Mario took a seat without turning to look at him.

Obviously they're both out, I don't know what kind of crap happened in the locker room, but I won't tolerate it here, he looked at Julian - 3 months out - and handed him his report full - And you're 2 months out - he said handing Mario his own.

¡Why am I 3 months and he 2?! asked Julian, with a pathetic accent.

Lárgate to the infirmary before they are 5, I saw how you provoked it, the man told Julian, the young one looked at him furiously, got up and left slamming the office door, the bearded man waited 2 seconds, looked at Mario fixedly - I don't know what kind of trouble you two have, probably because of an old woman, at your age it's always because of that, believe me, it's not worth it, no ass is worth it, stop being idiots and you'll see, tomorrow I want that signed by your parents - he told Mario, he just listened and took the report from his desk, the man indicated with a hand to leave and the boy did so.

He left slowly from the coach's office, outside in the garden, his worst fear sitting there, his little Fany, with a face of what obviously already knew everything. The young ones walked hand in hand in silence until they reached her house, more out of habit than by will, they didn't say anything until they reached the house of She didn't do it either, nor did the first 15 minutes that were in there.

—Let's see... — Fany asked him for the report he still held in his hand, he handed it to her without looking at her and she read — Young Mario Mendivil and his teammate, Julián Jaras, had a fight in the school's locker room, they exchanged words, Julián spat in young Mario's face and this responded with a headbutt to young Julián. We're still waiting for the medical report on young Julián, although he seemed fine and was conscious — Fany read seriously and returned the paper to her boyfriend who took it indifferently.

—Sorry — said Mario looking at her finally.

—Why? Apologize to Julián, besides he has a ugly nose... — said Fany trying to cheer up the young man, he wasn't smiling.

—I know this might cause problems with Eliza — said he, she lowered her gaze.

—What happened yesterday, Mario?

Fany asked, terrified, but everything had reached a breaking point, literally. She gave him a second and raised her eyes to confront her boyfriend with a serious face.

—Does it hurt a lot? — Eliza worriedly asked Julián.

The school doctor finished putting the nasal splint on the young man, every minute that passed his appearance worsened, the nasal septum obviously deviated, intense purple shadows; almost black, under the young man's eyes.

—Two weeks and you'll come back for a check-up, young one — he said to him in his bathrobe, handing him a prescription — Only in case of acute pain — he finished and smiled passively-aggressively, indicating that he should leave.

The couple walked out of school, half a meter apart, and everyone saw Julián like an odd creature. The young man walked to a somewhat solitary corner, stopped, and turned to look at his girlfriend.

—Are you going to leave me? — Fany asked melancholically, he looked at her seriously.

—I don't know... Will you see him again? — he asked without losing sight of her face.

—No — she said quickly. He took her gently by the hands, looked at her intensely in the eyes, she didn't want to look at him, it hurt more than him all those bruises around his nose, guilt. But she looked at him because he was looking at her, both knew that the great moment was approaching, both knew that if he asked something at that precise instant she would say the truth, all the truth, because everything escalated. The pranks remained in secret and denial when they were fun and innocent, only a stupid broken vase, but when it turned out that precisely that vase was an invaluable gift from 5 generations ago, the uncles started shouting, blaming each other and confronting everyone together at the main suspect, the naughty boy shrunk, only the truth could save him from that torture that seemed to have no end, guilt and fear overwhelmed him, he saw everything he caused and wanted it to stop, knew that only the truth would set him free. The naughty girl felt like this in that moment and Julian opened his mouth to ask, but noticing Eliza's pleading look not to, he had mercy.

Never see him again — he said with clemency and she almost smiled, hugged him delicately and let out a tear on his shoulder.

You said you didn't want to know — Mario said nervously, she looked at him.

I don't want... But probably Eliza will tell Julian because everything went to hell, I need to know, I don't want, I need — Fany said still looking at him, twisted her mouth unwillingly.

We went to the movies — he said with a dry mouth, she nodded — We saw that stupid movie about girls — he said trying to laugh, lighten up, go slow, prepare for the blow.

Summer Passion? — she asked laughing nervously, he nodded — Ugh! Glad you're watching it with her, I wouldn't even joke about going to see it with you — added comically.

I only bought tickets for the next show and that was it, I didn't want to see it either — he said nervously, they were laughing a little, one beside the other sitting nervously on her bed, 2-second silence. seconds, he looked at his hands, she looked at her feet.

—After? — asked nervously.

—We ate those enormous hamburgers from Jhonny's — said smiling, Fany hated them.

—Definitely you took advantage to do everything I hate — said laughing, but it was followed by a sepulchral silence, both noticed the ominous tone of that predictive sentence — They're super greasy, I don't understand how you like them — added seriously — Were they at their house? She told me they saw Netflix — he let out, his hands were trembling, he clung tightly to his bed.

—Yes... — said him nervously, refusing with all their strength to look at each other — But... — began nervously.

—Ok, don't tell me details — said her quickly terrified, wanted to be brave but couldn't — Only mmmm... Did something happen? — said with his heart on top.

—Yes — said him still not looking at her.

—All? — asked terrified, a tear was escaping, she hated herself for being so weak.

—Well, it's that... I mean, she- — stuttered awkwardly.

—No details, Mario! — said furious, snorted, looked straight ahead — Just tell me if everything happened! EVERYTHING, you know... — he looked at her fixedly.

—No, no, not all — said him feeling at least a little relieved.

—Ok, that's enough — said finally taking his gaze away from her, clung to that burning stake that gave him that pathetic relief of not having happened “everything”.

—Are you sure? — asked him now looking at her.

—Yes — said the girl decided and got up from the bed — Do you want to see something? — asked her forcing normality again.

—No — said him confused, looked at his girlfriend like she was a psychopath — I should go, I have to give this to my parents, my father will be furious — said landing in the disgusting reality.

—That's why let's watch something, maybe you can't come for a while — said she smiling melancholically, you know, teenage tragedies jajaja.

He nodded smiling the same way. He lay down on the bed while she searched for the TV remote and got next to him. They were putting anything, as always, looking silently while he hugged her warmly and she listened reclined on his chest, her heart beating. She started the offensive, lifted her face and kissed him, got on top of him and smiled at each other.

They were taking off their clothes, laughing nervously and kissing, he tried not to compare, hated it, a twisted guilt combined with disappointment and embarrassment took over now that he had his girlfriend's rare pointed breasts in front of him and remember the precious perfectly rounded breasts of Eliza. He quickly took off his pants and she was rubbing her enormous cock completely erect, blessed adolescent erections, always ready. She herself took off her skirt and grandma's white panties, lay down on her side on the bed and lowered to the height of his cock.

Did Eliza suck you? asked her nervously, he opened his eyes hysterically, responding without responding, she felt a stab in her heart and a confused prick in her pussy - If she sucked you, I'll do it too, said nervous, pressing, demanding him to finish crossing her chest with that dagger.

Yes, he said without knowing which of all his confusing thoughts to take into account.

Fany looked at the enormous piece of meat in her hand, didn't feel like putting that deformed stick near her face, but seeing the excited face of him made her change her mind.

Mount me, Julian was saying softly and excitedly to Eliza.

They were trying to be silent in their room with his parents out in the living room. She had been torturing him for 20 minutes, slowly caressing his cock with that lubricant they gave them in sex education class.

Are you sure? asked the girl excitedly and smiling.

No, I'm definitely not going to put it in, he said sarcastically still in a low voice, she laughed a little.

But you know I'm very noisy, she said and kissed him passionately - And my nose... Won't it hurt from the movement? she asked more seriously.

Me aguanto — he said smiling and both of them laughed a little.

The girl got up excitedly, walked to the door of her boyfriend's room, and checked that he had put on his condom, just like always, she did it a thousand times, always being more afraid than him that their parents would enter, but it didn't matter, those understanding and modern parents would never do it, not like they knew what was happening in there, but preferred to think it was better this way, the alternative was for her child to take risks in seedy motels or public places, good parents, well, according to how you see it.

Eliza walked back to him while Julian lowered his pants to his ankles, put on a condom, and she took out her beautiful purple breast cups from under her skirt, tried not to look at his cock, didn't want to think about Mario, so she just went straight for it this time without getting down on her knees in front of him. The girl looked at him intensely as always while she climbed onto him, took his cock with her hand and sat down on it, he loved that. Julian felt the delicious warmth of the girl embracing his cock and they both moaned a little when she finished sitting on his balls with his cock well inside, looked at each other intensely and kissed.

He grabbed her beautiful ass with both hands, lifted her up and lowered her slowly, she made that familiar face again, as if they were burning her with a cigarette and she couldn't stand the pain, got in as deep as possible and the girl let out a combined sigh and moan, he smiled and she laughed nervously at her own sounds. They took a little rhythm, some faint wet sounds came from underneath, they kissed passionately, she moved her hips to the rhythm and he enjoyed it, looked at each other, he couldn't resist the impulse.

— Did you just see Netflix? — asked nervously, she stopped halfway through, terrified look, continued trying to brush it off.

— What? — asked pretending to be stupid.

— He told me that They went to your house — he said nervously looking at her.

—Did you talk to him? When did he tell you? — she asked defensively, left his cock inside and stopped moving her hips, not knowing if she should jump out of there and confront him or beg for forgiveness.

—I'm not angry — he said looking at her fixedly, nor did he know if that was true.

Julián settled in, took her ass and hit her cock a little harder, she twisted without making any noise, without stopping looking at him. He slowly opened his blouse, passed his hands behind it and released her bra, she looked at him fixedly trying to figure out what he thought, terrified, confused, nervous, sad, guilty, but her pussy wouldn't let her concentrate.

Julián began to suck on her nipples, and she twisted, wanting to escape, pushed him weakly on the chest and moaned timidly, he squeezed his precious buttocks and put it in her strongly twice. She lost herself, too much stimulation, her boyfriend's delicious mouth went from one nipple to another, his hands tightened around her buttocks and began to take speed moving her hips to get his cock in, too good, at least for her standards.

Why Julian wasn't exactly the best lover, he was a good boyfriend, attentive, handsome, chivalrous, didn't forget a single date and hadn't passed a single day without telling her she looked beautiful, well maybe that day with all that fuss, but only that day. He paid everything, God knows he always tried to get money from here and there, gave her flowers sometimes for no reason and never raised his voice even when he was furious.

He was something hysterical and jealous, but what teenager isn't? As said, an excellent boyfriend.

However, in the department of lover, he failed a bit. She always jumped on his cock until she pulled out his soul, sucked his cock like a champion and never got scared to fuck silently in her room. But he had never eaten her pussy, nor speak of her ass, he wasn't exactly the boy with more resistance before run, he didn't have the best cock, was too thin and when she rode him, he just let himself be loved, which made her go crazy in 2 minutes.

—Wait, wait — she said with her teeth slightly chattering, he sucked his right nipple and pushed his cock as deep as possible at the same time — Yes! Like this! — she said naturally and he looked at her with sarcastic hysteria because she raised her voice and they both laughed.

—Did you guys just watch Netflix? — he asked and buried his face in the delicate neck of the girl to lick it.

—We just watched Netflix, I swear — she lied desperately between her sexual moans, he pushed his cock into her with force, she clawed at his forearms with her nails.

—Are you sure? — he said looking at her lustfully, pushing his cock in twice more and they twisted around — You have the opportunity to tell me the truth without punishment right now, you're lucky because I'm super horny — he said concisely.

He gave her time to think, didn't want to pressure her, but also didn't want to divert her attention by talking about something else, he buried his face in her neck, held one cheek with one hand, penetrated her slowly but deeply and caressed her breast with the other hand, he knew it was too much, never had he exerted himself so much because never had he felt it necessary, he felt stupid thinking about it at that moment seeing how she got turned on.

—We kissed — she said hugging him, joining her cheek to his boyfriend's, didn't want to look at him.

He felt exactly the same as Fany, a shot in the heart and his cock jumping.

Fany was passing her tongue clumsily over Julian's cock, still he twisted around a bit and looked at her excitedly, there is no bad blow job, no matter what they tell you, there is no bad blow job. And if she had seen his face, she would have laughed, anyone would have laughed, a genuine idiotic face of lust, with Guy's smile and all. Fany was passing her tongue over his huge balls and he groaned honestly, she raised her eyes and When he lifted his face towards the headboard of the bed, she felt brave without the boy's gaze above.

Eliza... did he suck it a lot? asked nervously.

Yes! he said, as she passed her tongue all along and he looked at her smiling - A real mammoth, like 20 minutes, truly - he said without thinking, not sure what was happening, walking on mined territory and taking more confidence with each step.

Did you like it? Did you ask for it? asked nervously, enjoying the delicious torture.

I loved it, she sucks too well... she swallows everything whole. He said, throwing a clue, she understood and finally stopped licking her outside and went in once good that cock to her mouth, he twisted, looked at her and caressed her head.

Did you two get sloppy? asked Julian, staring fixedly at Eliza.

Yes, she said nervously, looking at each other with eyes wide open, it was hard to focus - Until she even put her hands under the skirt and held my ass with both hands - she finished, seeking a reaction, not really knowing what to expect, everything was too confusing.

The young man felt the dagger piercing his chest and that cock was going to explode, he began to take off Eliza's blouse desperately and she let him, threw her on the floor, tits in the air like God intended, nothing obstructing, and she ripped his shirt off him, they were desperate, he got out of her and stood up, finished undressing, looking at each other and smiling excitedly, never having been completely naked in his room before, too dangerous, good, that's what they thought.

He put her violently on all fours, half his body on the bed, knees on the carpet and ass towards him. Julian couldn't get enough of the sight of her beautiful ass like this, no heterosexual man would ever get tired of it, Eliza's lovely, small and round backside was a spectacle in that position. He separated one cheek desperately and rammed his cock into her, got out of bed On her back, bringing his mouth to her ear and licking the superficial earlobe while moving delicately, penetrating her.

—We were making out on my living room couch — she said, he was kissing her neck — We touched each other everywhere... EVERYTHING — emphasized lustfully by her.

—Do you see it? — asked nervously and thrust his cock into her, giving her an early reward to the girl.

—Yes! — expressed barely intelligibly between her moans — And I offered a blow job — finished cruelly.

—Did you tell him?... slut.

He said excitedly, both felt a delicious shiver, it's always a thrill to say slut to your girl for the first time, that was their first one.

—Yes, I told him, she has a small cock, I sucked her whole — said she already with her eyes closed, beyond reason, although she would have liked to, she couldn't close her mouth.

Julián remembered Mario naked in the locker room, thinking with fury and mixed laughter, how big that cock looked... She was telling the truth. He turned desperate, she cooperated, lying on the bed, lifting her legs, legs he took and lifted onto his shoulders, while he remained on his knees on the carpet in front of her, sacrificing the lovely view of her round precious buttocks for looking at her face.

—Yes! Like this! More! — demanded Mario, holding Fany's head that was trying to swallow as much of his cock as she could.

—Put on a condom — said she smiling at him.

—No, suck me more — said he with authority, she looked confused, he wasn't like that.

Mario took his girl's head and returned her to her oral labor, the girl submitted, somehow it pleased her, Mario never was like that, but she loved it. He pushed her cock deeply into her mouth until she gagged, moaning deeply and adoring the view of her girl with her cock in her mouth, she looked up at him from below.

—She offered me a blow job on my own, she loved my cock and said I have it bigger than Julián — said him. He lujuriously gazing at her and she was going deeper in some twisted way, making him hard that his cock would triumph over another — I swallowed my orgasm — said the teenager and Fany made a firm blowjob from top to bottom as a reward for the delicious declaration, a loud and wet blowjob, he twisted ready to give more, another slap — Even asked me to take pictures and videos — said excitedly, she let go of his grip strongly, desperate.

— Do you have them? — asked, excited, confused, furious, horny.

— No, because you check my things, crazy jealous — he said and they laughed — She has them, she asked for them — added quickly.

— Ask her and show me — said smiling awkwardly — To laugh, I'm sure it looks good girl — added quickly, laughing falsely and obviously lying, both knew.

— Only if you swallow my orgasm — he said smiling with malice.

— Did you like sucking her, slut? — said Julian confidently and lustfully, holding his girlfriend's legs and penetrating her suddenly.

— I loved your cock… — said she, they looked at each other — She has it better than you — said she smiling cruelly.

He returned the smile and let himself fall on top of her, stretching his legs, supporting himself with his fingertips on the carpet, bending her legs, leaving her knees near his own face and both faces close, they kissed passionately.

— Did you swallow his orgasm? — asked him excitedly.

— Eat my pussy — demanded her suddenly, he looked at her confused — Eat my pussy and I'll tell you everything... EVERYTHING — added quickly challenging him with a look.

Mario got up, taking his girlfriend's hand, she crawled, he felt a surge of power when he saw that, stopped, offered her cock with his hand and she took it with one hand and started sucking, he pulled her hand away with a quick movement, took the girl's hands and put them on his firm ass, his hands on her head. and he started to lick her face, slow and delicate, but also as deeply as he could.
Julián got out of Eliza and knelt in front of the girl, she smiled with malice, he arched his back to reach her lovely pussy with his face and began to eat it desperately.
–I sucked all your cock a ratote, Eliza said, enjoying herself, opening her legs as much as possible, enjoying the view of her boy down there – I licked the balls – she said, moaning and twisting when Julián passed his tongue over her clitoris – I told him to swallow my orgasm, I even told him – she said, looking at her man satisfying her, he sucked her pussy with force and she twisted around – I sucked your cock until I made you come – she said desperately.
–Did you swallow his orgasm? Julián asked desperately, Eliza smiled, took his head and brought it back to her pussy.
–I swallowed all his lefa... It was disgusting, but I did it anyway, she said, looking at her man eating her pussy.
–I ate his ass and pussy – Julián said, going where he knew he could go in Fany's throat, she separated violently.
–Seriously? Did you like it? she asked, surprised, looking at him, he brought her back with force to his cock.
–Then I took off my underwear and made him eat me out... just like you're doing now, Eliza said, laughing a little, Julián smiled nervously from below.
–Seriously? Then you saw me completely naked? Julián asked nervously, Eliza gently took hold of his neck and pushed him into her pussy.
–He got down on all fours so he could eat her ass, Mario said, going a little further than allowed, moaned and Fany let out a scandalous retch, breathing hysterically, looked at him, almost said something, he put his cock in her mouth again.
–I put my whole lovely backside in her face, she was licking me well between the cheeks.
Eliza said with her eyes closed, just enjoying herself, like Mario, both enjoying the oral satisfaction of their partners, lost, more...

From reason, modesty or courtesy with their partners, recounting in detail what happened, feeling that orgasm was getting closer and closer, enjoying torturing their partners and being pleased egotistically.

The guy had his face well inserted between my buttocks
I loved having his ass on my face, and it tasted delicious between the buttocks
It provoked an orgasm from pure licks
Even her legs trembled while she was licking the pussy
My face was filled with semen at the end
I poured all my ejaculation onto the very slut's face at the end

They recounted and recounted, their partners only listened and strived to please them, knowing they were submissive, enjoying it, wanting to hear more, without interrupting again, in very little time they learned that they would respond to all their questions without being asked, as long as they didn't stop, suffering, enjoying it, desiring