The Locker Room

Gym was always difficult for me. Not because of the physical challenge that is possessed and the concept of being made a fool of oneself if you failed at it but because of one person. Sam Barrington. He was the best person in the class. And I mean the best. He is amazing at everything. For example, just today in Math he managed to answer an equation that we hadn’t even been taught yet and because of that the teachers think that he may go to University a year early. I don’t hate him, not at all but he’s just amazing at everything.
Sorry, I bet you are wondering why he makes gym difficult for me! Well it’s because of him not academically but physically. He is perfectly chiselled. When I look at him, time goes into slow motion, seeing the water drip from his elegant face and down his chest makes my heart race. But we could never be. I’m no-one.

The whistle blew; it was the end of the game. I as usual was awful, and as usual was constantly staring at the bulge in the pants of Sam wondering of what he is like in bed. But coming up now was the hardest part. Showers.

You see no-one knew yet, that is was different from them all. They all talked about the hottest woman and large breasts but that wasn’t for me. I yearned for a man who could hold me when I was low and kiss me when I was..well you know. We entered in the lockers the same way we went out, as noisy as possible, but I hung back as usual and tried to make an excuse not to confront my fate. Each week it gets harder and harder and they will soon find out. That I was gay.

The Gym teacher sighed and asked me what was the excuse this week, I couldn’t think and my mind went blank. I shrugged my shoulders and went inside begging for them to be finished. They weren’t. I set down on a bench and tried to take as much time as possible but It is hard to undress slowly. Many hadn’t even gotten into the showers yet (to my horror) which would only prolong my suffering.

I tried to keep my eyes on myself for as long as possible but the ideas were swirling in my head. Yes, I had never seen him..naked. I had never given into myself because I knew that the second that I did it would only confirm my belief in my sexuality. I has to be sure before I came out. But this time I couldn’t escape my fate. I glanced up into the showers. He was there, stood in amongst twelve other guys brimming with testosterone, not one of them daring to glance at their friends. Slow motion begun again, the crisp water flowed across his glistening body, the droplets fell through his thick hair onto his chest brushing his nipples, then to his perfect musculature, down to his…

My head cracked up sharply as I heard movement. Finally they were coming out of the showers. There were only a few left in there now. Maybe this time I could escape. Not a chance. The gym teacher stood at the door with his ‘Get In’ face on. I was down to my shorts and more came from the showers. It was just Sam in there now. Oh why didn’t I get in earlier? The tension will be unbearable.

I crept into the showers with my boxers on and tried to make it as quick and painless as possible. Get in and get out. He won’t even notice you. I was now under a steady stream of water, the flow drenched my hair and to my horror my boxers became completely see through! Now was decision time, do I keep them on or do I take them off. I glanced at Sam and to my shock he looked too. Our eyes connected but I looked away, shocked. After all this time he cant surely be interested in me. Could he?

I looked again to confirm, subtly this time, he was staring at me and his head was slightly to one side. He turned suddenly towards the water. He was breathing deeply. He was flushed, and the water was only Luke warm so I knew that he was red because of me, but why turn so quickly. He didn’t notice me looking. I glanced to the door of the room. It was shut. They’ve locked us in I said to Sam but he wouldn’t turn. I went to him and tapped him on the shoulder and oh my god.

He wouldn’t turn to me because of his massive erection. I tried to talk by this but he turned slowly and pressed his lips to mine. My dreams had come true, was this real or did I die on the pitch. I kissed back but he broke away. A tear in his eye. Why are you crying I asked him, and then he told me that he was like me and he knew my secret. He had seen me staring at him and that he wants me for himself. I stood there shocked. Even more so when came closer to me and went to his knees. Right there and then in the showers he carefully kissed my chest, steadily kissing lower and reached the wet elastic of my shorts. He gently revealed my penis and took me in his palm. My nerves were electric; I was becoming so hard so fast in his hands.

Then he carefully licked me from top to bottom causing me to shake in anticipation. He finally took me in his mouth gently sucking and licking the tip of my penis. With his other hand he gently caressed my balls which made me wild with pleasure. He started to work faster almost begging for me to cum. I was at the peak of pleasure but my pride outweighed and I pulled away and stood back to the wall of the showers. Sam stood up, mockingly looking disheartened knowing that I wanted to cum but was to shy to ask where. He walked up to me and whispered in my ear. I want you in my mouth and I want to swallow every last drop.

He kneeled again and sucked harder and faster. I could only rise slowly onto my toes. The pleasure was becoming so great, then with one last flick of his tongue I gave in.
fuck..Holy fucking shi…oh my god this is sssoo fuc….ohhhh

My hot liquid shot into his mouth but he kept pumping for more, after the final drops were licked away I crumpled by the shower. Sam sat across me and gulped every last morsel of cum. I looked at him and stared wondering what I should say next or if we should continue school life as if nothing ever happened. He wasn’t finished yet.

Now I have given you a token of my appreciation, now you will give me something. My head looked up to see his massive, throbbing muscle and I asked him what I should do. Just lean back and enjoy were my instructions. I knew what he wanted.

I edged into the middle of the showers, got on my back and waited with trembling anticipation. Sam edged over and grabbed my chest. He then clutched his throbbing penis and began to edge himself in. I could have almost screamed with pleasure as he entered me. He started off slowly, edging in and slowly outwards, he then picked up the pace. I tilted my head back and accepted the mind-blowing gift in each thrust. His breath became more heated and exasperated with every thrust. He was close. We both started to moan with the pleasure of this one glorious moment. He then grabbed my penis and started to jerk, could I cum twice in a row. All rational thought was dismissed as he moaned even louder. Lets come together. ..Inside.

He nodded and started to thrust faster and faster, jerking me at the same time and then…
He laid on me, spent. Cum spattered my chest. He managed to summon the energy to pull out and a steady stream of thick semen flowed from inside. There we laid looking across at one another, for ten minutes we laid on the wet floor looking into each others eyes, how could we possibly move on from this. How could we just leave the room and go on with our lives. We stood up together wondering who should make the first move. It was me. I walked forward, kissed him on the lips and whispered into his ear…

…I can keep a secret if you can…