Date: Sun, 1 Apr 2012 12:12:31 -0400
From: B B <michiganbottom@gmail.com>
Subject: About a Boy - Chapter One

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About a Boy
Chapter One: Hitting the Showers
by Michigan Bottom

	Running his hands through his hair, the Boy let the hot shower
water run all over his body. He had just finished a long swim at the gym he
belonged to, and the hot water felt good on his skin. All around him rang
the typical sounds of a men's locker room; muscle-headed men talking about
supplements and routines, the hissing of steam in the sauna, lockers
opening and closing, Top 40s hits playing over the speakers. The Boy,
however, was droning all of that out. To him, the sound of the shower
overtook any other noise in the locker room.
	He is 22-years old, caucasian, fair-skinned, and slender. The Boy
has green eyes , short brown hair, and soft, supple lips. He had been on a
swim team throughout elementary and middle school, and kept up his routine
since quitting the team. He has long, slender legs, a flat stomach, nice
chest. Not to mention an ass that seemed to attract other gay men like a
magnet. Ever since he could remember, he had been advanced on sexually by
men. He seemed to attract them without even trying.
	"I saw you, boy." a voice suddenly rang out from within his shower
stall.
	Startled, the Boy spun around and gasped, "What?"
	"I said that I saw you." an older, salt-and-pepper haired man stood
in his shower stall, plainly speaking to the boy.
	"Wh-What are you doing in here?" the Boy questioned, covering his
privates.
	The man looked down at the Boy's hands, moving in slightly closer
and placing his first two fingers on the Boy's lips, "Sshhh... You don't
want anyone to hear us, do you?"
	The Boy paused for a moment, then shook his head side to side
slowly.
	"I said that I saw you," the man reiterated quietly, "I saw you
checking me out while I was undressing before you hit the lap pool." he
gestured down towards his lap, directing the Boy's attention to a thick,
throbbing hard cock aimed straight at him, "You were looking at that,
weren't you?"
	The Boy paused again, staring down at the stranger's penis. Under
his hands, he could feel his own member beginning to stiffen. Obviously,
this random encounter excited the Boy. He looked back up at the man in his
stall and nodded in agreement.
	Grinning from ear to ear, the man spoke again, "I knew it."
	The man placed a hand on one of the Boy's hips and turned him
around. He pushed him lightly, causing the Boy to catch himself with both
hands against the shower wall. Before he knew it, he could feel the man's
cock pressing up against his bare ass.
	The man leaned over him from behind, whispering in his ear, "Don't
you make a sound, boy," he let his hands wander all over the Boy's backside
while ordering him around, "You don't want to get us both kicked out of
here before I have a chance to finish."
	Without seeing anything, the Boy knew exactly what his new "friend"
was doing. He could hear him spitting into his hand and rubbing his saliva
all over his cock. The Boy let out a small gasp when he felt the man's
thick head suddenly slipping into his asshole.
	"I said stay quiet." the man said, wrapping his free hand around
the side of the Boy's face and inserting his middle finger into his mouth.
	The Boy obeyed like the submissive little thing he had become.
Sucking on the man's finger, he stayed in one position and remained as
quiet as possible. Only he and the Boy could hear the wet, slapping sounds
of sex within the shower. The rest of the gym was oblivious. Occasionally,
they could hear a man or groups of men walking past the shower; only a thin
shower curtain separating them from the rest of the world.
	Groaning and panting softly into the Boy's ear, the man continued
to help himself to this new piece of ass. He was aroused to feel how
effortlessly the Boy's asshole accommodated his thick, pulsing rod, yet
surprised at how tight it was. He thrust as deeply as he could into the Boy
repeatedly, enjoying every sensation surrounding his cock.
	The Boy remained blissfully quiet. A million thoughts ran through
his head, but one stuck out the most: "What do I do to have this happen to
me all of the time?" The man's cock felt incredible inside him; but of
course, the Boy enjoyed it when any man put his cock inside his body.
	Still thrusting in and out as deep as he could manage, the man
began to moan and groan harder and more aggressively. The Boy let out a
long, low exhale as he felt a sudden, hot, familiar sensation erupt inside
his ass: the man began to cum inside of him. He felt the man thrusting
firmly inside of him at a slower, segmented pace. Each time his cock slid
balls-deep inside of him, he felt another spray of thick, creamy semen
coating his insides. When the man finally finished, he slowly pulled back,
watching his cock pop out of the Boy's tight asshole. As he did this, a
small amount of his cum leaked out down the inside of the Boy's leg.
	Giving his ass a light smack, the man pressed his weight agains the
Boy again, leaning into his ear, "Fuck... That's the best ass I've had in a
long time."
	The Boy nodded, his eyes partially glazed over with pleasure,
"Thank you, sir."
	The man snatched up his towel and wrapped it around his waist,
giving the Boy's ass one last firm squeeze, "I'll be keeping an eye out for
you now."
	And just like that, he was gone. The Boy remained in the shower,
letting the man's gigantic cum load slowly pour from his backside. Cleaning
himself up a bit more, he finally shut off the shower. He was brought back
to reality, hearing the locker room sounds flood his ears once again.
Peeking out from behind the shower curtain first, he walked out to a stack
of towels and helped himself to another one. The salt-and-pepper haired man
was no one to be seen in the locker room.

Chapter One - End.