Date: Thu, 9 Jan 2003 08:03:02 -0500
From: Kevin Grant <evilangelKG@earthlink.net>
Subject: Locker Room Showers : Part Two

This is a continuation Locker Room Showers, aka Locker Room Showers pt. 2 ,
same rules apply as before!


There stood the basketball coach, 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... He walked over to us, and pushed my as of yet named lover to
his knees.

"I always had an idea you were gay, Jeremy," Mr. Holiday said with a slight
laugh. "Of course, everyone knew you were gay, Josh," Mr. Holiday said,
looking in my direction. "Now, Jeremy and Josh, if you don't want this
getting out, I do suggest that you, Jeremy, suck my cock, and you, Josh,
fuck Jeremy for all his tight little ass is worth!"

Jeremy looked up at me with fear in his eyes, and I looked from his face to
the coach's in complete shock.

"Sir, you really can't be serious! I mean," I sputtered.

"Oh, I mean it, you two fairies are going to do what I say, or else the
whole school and faculty will know what I walked in on." With that,
Mr. Holiday began to laugh, and slapped Jeremy against the face with his
cock.

"Mr. Holiday, what a crude thing to be doing," a voice purred behind us
all.

Mr. Holiday spun around, only to find the principal, Mr. Ferris, a man in
his mid-thirties, standing there with a malicious grin stretched across his
face.

"I've been waiting for three long years to can your ass, you disgrace to
the teaching community. And you've finally given me the chance. Now, get
your sorry ass dressed, and get out of my school," Mr. Ferris continued,
and laughed.

"Y-ye-yes, sir, I will do that immediately," Mr. Holiday said, losing all
color in his face, and his erection as well.

"And, if you wish to EVER work in a school, or anywhere for that matter,
remember I know about this little matter completely. I know I won't forget,
and you better hope I never find a reason for spilling the beans about
this, so to speak." Mr. Ferris looked over at the coach, and his smile
turned into a distinct grimace. "Didn't I tell you to get dressed and get
your ass out of my school?"

With that, Mr. Holiday disappeared from the showers, and left us alone with
the principal. Mr. Ferris was an attractive man, light brown hair, tanned
skin, and breathtakingly violet eyes. I had had a crush on him ever since I
first saw him, at freshman orientation three years ago; when he had first
started working at the high school himself. He always wore carefully fitted
suits, which only helped to showcase his gorgeous figure all the more so,
he was tall, lean, and damned gorgeous.

"Well, gentlemen, I do suggest that if you wish to continue this, you find
someplace a bit more private. Perhaps you'd like to use my private office?"
He looked at both of us when he said that, and smiled suggestively.

Jeremy and I replied with a chorus of "Yes, sir." We walked out of the
shower, and toweled off before getting dressed and grabbing our bags. We
left the changing room with the principal, and followed him to his
office. We were both nervous, but looking forward to whatever might
happen. Mr. Ferris, opened the door, and then gestured us in.

I looked up to the clock to see what time it was, seeing as the outer
office had been completely empty, along with the rest of the school, minus
a janitor or two cleaning the hallways. It was already 4:30, which came as
a total surprise to me. I hadn't thought we'd been in the changing room
showers that long. Time sure does fly when you are having fun, as the old
saying goes.

I looked to the principal, and thought about how I should phrase the
questions that kept bouncing through my mind. Jeremy beat me to it though.

"Uh, sir, would you mind if I called my mother real quick? And then, uh,
could we discuss what's happened, and perhaps what you meant back there at
the changing room." As soon as he had finished talking, Jeremy blushed a
bright red, and the coughed in an embarrassed manner.

"Of course, both you boys should call your parents. Better yet, I
will. I'll assuage any fears they have about you boys possibly misbehaving
or such, and tell them I asked you to stay behind to discuss a project I'd
like you boys to work with me on. OK?"

Jeremy and I looked at each other, and then looked at the principal,
nodding our agreement to the idea.

"Could one of you boys lock my office door and draw those shades? Then you
can get a bit more comfortable perhaps?" With that said, Mr. Ferris, picked
up his phone, and flipped through his Rolodex, looking for our contact
information.

Jeremy and I worked together at the lock and shades, and then looked at
each other, wondering what to do next. Mr. Ferris was finishing up a
discussion with my mother, by the sound of it, and then began to dial
Jeremy's parents. All this waiting was making me nervous, so I decided to
just go ahead and make myself comfortable. I loosened my sandals, and took
them off, followed quickly by my shirt. Jeremy looked at me, and almost
began to giggle, but then followed suit by taking off his shoes and shirt.

Mr. Ferris finished with the phone and looked over at the two of us and
smiled. He then sat down and began untying his shoelaces, then looked up at
Jeremy and I. "Would you boys like to help me with my shirt?"

We started over, and Jeremy began on the principal's shirtsleeves while I
worked on the front of the shirt. Pretty soon we were all just in our
pants. All three of us looked at each other, and then Jeremy and I began to
lower our pants and underwear, seeing as we'd already been naked in front
of each other, and the principal. Mr. Ferris grinned, and then undid his
belt, and dropped his pants to the ground. He wasn't wearing any underwear
at all.

I started at the size of Mr. Ferris's cock, which was at least nine inches
in length, and a tad thick too. And this was without a hard-on. Jeremy and
I were well endowed for our ages, but he was definitely larger than either
of us fully hard. I looked over at Jeremy, and it appeared he was just as
shocked as I. Mr. Ferris walked over and then knelt in front of the two of
us, leaned over, and began to lick and fondle our cocks at the same time.


		::: To be continued at a later time :::


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