walked underneath a shower head closest to Matt’s side. He turned the water on and starting scrubbing his ass and letting the hot water drip off his little cock. “Oh fuck yeah baby!” I heard a voice whisper on the tape. It was Matt’s voice. Then I heard the unzipping of a zipper and the camera fumbled a little bit. “Mmmm cum on my face,” he murmured sensuously. Now more of the guys started showering, and I could now see the full frontal of all of the guys on the other side of the showers. I could see Max Jordan, the school’s jackass, washing his feet and surprisingly hairy scrotum. A brief vision sparked in my imagination of Max beating me with his dick and smacking my ass until it hurt...I tried to shake the thoughts out of my head. I was starting to get a boner and I didn’t feel too comfortable having one right next to Matt, despite our previous encounter.

On the nearest side of the locker room a young boy came into view and rifled through the clothes in his locker. He accidentally dropped his shirt and bent over to pick it up. Right then, he displayed all of his tight pink hole only a few feet from the camera. Matt’s voice could be heard making groaning sounds and the camera became jerkier. The view of the camera suddenly dropped to face downward showing a distorted, dark view of Matt’s hand sliding up and down on his erection. With a loud grunt he must have ejaculated although it was too dark to see anything spurt out. Then, the view went all over the place and then completely disappeared. I turned to look at Matt. He grinned back.

And then I noticed his penis was out. While I had been mesmerized by the sights on the television, Matt had taken out his flaccid member between his zipped down jeans and was now touching it slowly.

“You don’t mind, do you?” he asked. “This got me so horny again.” I was baffled for words yet at the same time so excited and aching for pleasure. I couldn’t help looking at Matt’s cock. It was about 4 ½ inches soft, with a large circumcised head. My mouth literally started to water. We were just two gay friends, yet I knew the day would come when our desires were finally put to the test. That’s when Matt took my wrist and brought my hand over to his crotch.

“Touch it,” he said. “Go on – do it.”

I did. He let go and my hand moved down onto him. It was so soft, the skin, and his dick head seemed so sensitive. He breathed heavily when I would touch it. There was a great bulge in the crotch of my jeans where my erection was trying to escape. I took a glace at Matt’s face and saw that his eyes were closed. With my experience with other guys I knew what should come next, and I let my intuition take over. I lowered my head right over his gently expanding penis and stuck out my tongue. Lightly, I grazed my wet lips over his silky smooth shaft, feeling the veins right beneath. I inhaled the sweet scent of his genitals. They smelled rather like the deep musky scent of his boxers that lay on the floor. “Mmmm…” he whispered. I was hungry too. I lifted his meat up and slid the soft head into my mouth, tightening my lips around his hardening