LOCKER ROOM LUST

by Jon.

These incidents happened about a year ago. Throughout my high school career I developed a fetish for locker rooms, muscles, football pads, and jockstraps.--Honestly, who can resist.

Anyone knows that when you go to high school, that there is always a hot guy in your school that you would do anything just to touch him for five seconds. Well this guy was Brian. He was perfect, not to tall or short, buff, hot, but he was as straight as a fuckin' arrow! IN my school, all the hot guys would copy each other on style of clothing. So each hottie sported a pair of white Adidas Superstar 2G shoes, and would always buy them at least a size too big. I'm not sure why, but these shoes would make me hard from just looking at them. ANYWAYS--Brian was the typical all-star. He played football, basketball, and baseball. I was the football manager for a few years, not because I liked the sport but I liked sneakin' a peek of the naked sweaty studs, showin' off their muscles to each other, and talkin' about how big their dick's were. I was the typical high school "closeted" guy. I think everyone sorta' thought I was gay, but weren't sure.

So, one day after football practice I was in the locker room talkin' to a couple of my friends about plans for the weekend as they were just finishing dressing themselves. Then in walked Brian. He was late for the beginning of practice so he had to stay later to run extra. He sat down in front of his locker, and started to take off his jersey. By then nearly all of the jocks had left for home. I pretended to be folding towels as he undressed. He was finally wearing nothing but his necklace and jockstrap. He strutted on into the towel room, and as he walked by me, he asked me if I could turn on a shower for him. I nonchalantly said I could, trying to cover up my huge hard-on. "THIS IS WHAT I WOULD STAY AWAKE AT NIGHT AND JACK OFF TO, THIS WAS MY FANTASY!"

As I came out of the shower room, I approached Brian going in. He had his towel in his hand, and was walking with his big 9 inch dick flopping from side to side. As I walked by he said, "So Jon, what's your deal?" I was baffled. He then scratched the back of his head, showing his perfect sized biceps. The only response I could come up with was, "HUH?" He responded with, "Well are you a fag, or what?" I felt like turning and running, but I just stood there with denial. There was an awkward silence, and then he just went and took a shower. I felt like such a dumbass! Why hadn't I defended my sexuality with some macho obscenity, like "Fuck off asshole!" or SOMETHING. I stammered to the laundry room and through a load of towels in the dryer, and right behind me was Brian, dripping wet with a raging hard-on.

I turned around and my first reaction was, "What the Fuck?!" The cocky jock stud said, "Well I just need to know if your some kind of fag or not cuz I need some help with my cock." I didn't know what to say, I was on the defence so I replied with, "Well why don't you just go shove your dick up your ass!!"

He walked off to his locker, and about five minutes later he returned with all of his football gear on and his white Superstar Adidas. He grabbed my wrist and said, "Come on you little fag, I know you want this!" With saying that, he forced my hand onto his raging bulge, over his jock and started to rub himself with it. By then, I didn't need any persuasion by him to rub and suck on his cock. I sucked the sweat off his jock, and by then he was oozing with pre-cum. He finally laid on his back, on the trainers table and I joined him as he forced his massive dick in my ass. I COULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT WAS HAPPENING!! We went at it in every possible position for 2 hours. He also made me put on his gear while he returned the favour.

Brian and I never really talked about what happened that night too much. But nearly every weekend we would sneak into the weight room at night, work out like animals, and then fuck like rabid animals. IT WAS A DREAM CUM TRUE!

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