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Becoming Macy Ch. 01

Date: 7/9/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: MaskedBottomBoy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

him on as much as I had turned myself on but I wanted to get off and I wanted him in me when I did that. I scanned the weight room, Steve was near the water fountain. I walked up to him. He mouth was smiling but his eyes weren’t. “Well, what did you think?” I said. Steve looked around shaking his head saying ‘you’re to fucking much sometimes Marshal. I think I did to good with your yoga attire if I do say so’. I smiled, he had the hungry as fuck look in his eyes. I smiled back and replied ‘Yes you did, I think I’m going to keep these. And good. . . . I’m going to shower now and heading to what room was it. . . 13?’. ‘yeah. .. . . .13 you sexy piece of work, your getting more flexible every day aren’t you?’ Steve practically growled it at me. “I think I am” I replied. I left Steve slowly and went to my locker, changed out of everything except my thong. I needed to cum and I wanted to break these panties in. I assumed Steve was going to meet me in room 13 for a romp session. I pulled my pony tail loose and looked behind me, Steve was at his locker stripping his clothes off. I knew it was on. I had awakened the b**st that was inside him. That b**st wanted to devour something and I couldn’t wait to be served up. I left the thong on and wrapped the towel around my waist. I went into the showers and went all the way in the back, started the shower and waited for it to warm up. There were a couple other guys in the showers I could hear them, water running, some skin slapping here ... and there, it was loud in there. . . . . I was glad. Each shower was private with a two curtains. The first curtain led to a small bench and towel rack, the second curtain opened up to the main shower, it was a large square with more then enough room for two large males. It was like they were made for fucking. I stayed outside of both curtains waiting on the ‘water to warm up’, but I was waiting on Steve to see which shower I had gone into. Steve walked around the corner and saw me at the end. Steve went into the shower right next to mine and started the shower, more noise the better. I left the purple thong on and entered my shower. Pumping the shampoo pump I quickly washed all the sweat from my body, the thong stuck to me like paint, my six inch cock was bulging with anticipation fighting against the front of the thong. I pumped another hand full of shampoo and got down on my knees. I spread the shampoo over both hands. With my left hand I lathered my cock and balls pulling hard at both. With the right I reached back to my smooth hole and rubbed hard and slow on the outside, cleaning it, prepping it. I pushed a finger in deep. I felt my hole pulse on my knuckle the deeper I went. One finger, two fingers. I relaxed myself. I heard the first curtain pull back quickly and pulled back into place, I froze. . . . . . the second curtain pulled back slowly. Steve stood there dripping wet head to toe, ripped smooth muscles shining, he was a beautiful specimen. I never got sick of ...