1. Blue Grey


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Exhibitionism, Gay, School, Teen Male / Teen Male, Virginity, Voyeurism, Author: Bon Vivant, Rating: 78.6, Source: sexstories.com

    specifically. I didn’t mind it usually, and Davis seemed curious not cruel so it was no big deal. Zen gave him shit for it anyway. I guess that was his shtick. It was harmless ribbing though, because everyone just seemed to ignore him. “Well whatever it is, it’s kinda cool…I haven’t seen anyone who looks like you, man. Sorry if I offended-“ “Nah, it’s okay. I take it as a compliment.” “You should.” Blu said, his eyes once again carrying that intimidating focus. I reflexively looked down and saw that he growing in Willis’ grip. Remember when I said I can be a bit bashful…okay maybe that was an understatement. “S-sooo,” I said, throwing about for some way to deflect the conversation as I stood under the shower, helpless. “I, um, didn’t bring any soap.” The intensity in Blu’s eyes didn’t diminish in the face of my redirection. Instead he wordlessly took the foamy pouf from the other manager’s, Trevor, hand and stepped toward me. Coach’s two student support staffers broke off after that, each finding a different team member to scrub now that the captain was apparently finished with them. Laughing and joking with the rest of them. Evidently, ‘human loofahs’ was part of the job description. “No worries, I got you.” He ran the pouf down my chest, causing my breath to hitch. Blu was so presumptuous and confident that it seemed almost alien to me, and I didn’t know how to react. To his credit, however, he stopped when he saw the anxiety in my eyes. That made it clear that I had a ...
    choice, which set me at ease. Finally, I held his gaze longer than second, nodded somewhat meekly, and he began gently washing the salt of practice away once more. Eyes were still on us as he did this, but his eyes never left my own. I felt like a cobra enthralled to snakecharmer and couldn’t look away, despite the force of his gaze. “So where are you from, Peck?” He asked. Having momentarily forgotten my birthplace I stammered until something came out. “I-um…here.” I replied, intelligently. “I mean, I’m from here…as in Las Ochenta.” “Cool, me too. Wwhat school you go to before this?” Blu was being particularly attentive to my nipples at this point, making me squint to keep my concentration. “Uh, J-JHS.” “Shame. I would have went to Nitro…we could have been enemies under different circumstances.” His hands slowly - painfully slow - made their way to my groin, and there he found I was quite react. The pouf grazed the underbelly of my hard cock and I shivered in spite of the warm water on my back. Thick brown eyebrows rose when he gripped my shaft. “I’m glad we’re not.” He said, a note of approval in his voice. Before seeing Willis with his hands full of Blu, I thought I proved the rule that black cock was always bigger. Evidently I was only slightly larger than average, if the boys in the shower were a diverse enough sampling. Blu, of course, put us all to shame despite his compact size. “Turn.” The flow of water washed away the soap on my front, taking the memory of touch with ...
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