Date: Wed, 11 Sep 2002 02:24:26 -0400
From: Kevin Grant <evilangelKG@earthlink.net>
Subject: Locker Room Showers - Part One

	My last class, gym class, had ended, and I was walking alone to the
locker room. I entered the room, and went to one of the benches, and then
proceeded to take off my tee-shirt and slip off my shirts and underwear. I
was pretty sweaty, so I decided to take a shower while I was there. I
finished undressing and began to walk to the showers. Only one other guy
was in the locker room with me, and I looked over to see what he was up to.
	Just as I glanced over he slipped his jock strap off and stood
there getting his stuff from a locker. I looked closer and saw his firm ass
jiggle slightly when he shifted his weight from his toes to his heels. He
turned sideways to get a better angle on a smallish notebook. His cock
swayed gently from the motion, and I hardened in an instant, moaning
softly.
	I looked away as he glanced over, and pretended to be busy while
hiding my erect member with my towel. I heard soft footsteps headed in my
direction, and hoped he'd keep on going to the showers. My school wasn't
exactly gay friendly, and I wasn't in the mood to be beaten to a pulp. He
stopped right next to me, and I stiffened, expecting a physical blow or a
taunt at the least. What he did instead was a real shocker.
	He removed my towel, and placed his largish hand on my stiff
cock. I moaned in ecstasy, and closed my eyes. He leaned towards me, and
kissed me passionately on the mouth, bruising the soft flesh of my lips
with his ardor. His tongue slipped in between my lips, and began a
thoroughly stimulating exploration of my mouth. His hands moved to my ass,
and he pulled me to him, our hard cocks brushing against each other. We
broke off for a bit of air, and he leaned his head down and started licking
and sucking my already hard nipples.
	I groaned, and put my hands upon his gorgeous cock, and slowly lead
him to the showers, and we used our hands to explore each other the whole
way. I was astounded that this was happening, but who was I to complain? He
pushed me up against the shower wall, and turned the water on. The hot
spray hit or hotter bodies, making us slip against each other, creating a
pleasant friction. I decided to be a bit more bold, and slipped a finger
into his tight asshole.
	He edged backwards, sighing in delight as my middle finger slipped
up past the second knuckle. This went on for a few more minutes before he
pulled away, and kneeled before me. He engulfed over half of my ten inch
hard cock. By then, we were both so into what was going on that we noticed
nothing else. All of a sudden, over the sound of the water, we heard a
cough. We pushed apart from each other, and turned around, white as a pair
of ghosts.
	There stood the basketball couch, Mr. Holiday. He had a crooked
smile on his face, a funny gleam in his eyes, and a nine inch rock hard
cock in his meaty hand...

			   ...To Be Continued...