Hi, my name is Kyle. I'm your typical stereotype prep student in my senior year of high school. I'm slim with some muscle tone, have short blond hair that's spiked, blue eyes, and a light tan. I'm the type that will joke around with my friends about the girls and getting some pussy just like any normal guy would, but I was different than all of my other friends. I was gay. I didn't want to lick some girl's cunt. I wanted to be sucking on a hunk's dick, giving him all the pleasure that I could. I have before too, but that's a different story. This story takes place near the end of the school year. In just a few more weeks after the time it takes place, school would have been out for summer vacation.
That's when my one chance to see my dream guy naked at school came my way. My dream guy's name is Sean. He's a little taller than I am, and has a lot more muscle on him than I do. His hair is a dark brown, and his eyes are a deep blue. Mmm, he's so damn hot. I wanted to feel his dick deep in my throat and see the look of pleasure on his face.
I had seen him in the halls before and a few times in the gym shooting hoops, but this was the first time I had seem him in the locker room. He had on his gym shorts with his black boxer top showing. His white t-shirt was soaking wet with sweat that was still dripping down his forehead. He was holding his towel over his shoulder and was walking towards the showers.
My heart jumped in delight. This was my chance, so I grabbed my towel and headed towards the showers as well. On my way to the shower I took my clothes off and wrapped my towel around my waist. I walked past the bench outside the showers and saw all of Sean's clothes there in a heap, including his boxers. My dick started to harden at the very thought of him naked in there.
Now, you need to understand something about the layout of the showers. They aren't all open to each other. There are small walls to divide each shower head into a shower stall, but there are no curtains to hide the person in the stall. That's why I went into a stall on the opposite wall that was behind Sean's by one. I could just see him from my vantage point, yet he couldn't see me staring with my semi-erect dick pointing out.
I turned on my shower head and mimicked Sean as he lathered his body with soap. I imagined that his hands were moving over my body. Rubbing over my ass, my dick, and in circles around my hole. My dick by now was almost totally erect. This is when I suddenly realized something. Sean's towel was hanging on the stall wall behind him. It would be easy for me to take it so he'd have to walk back to the lockers naked. In a second I was in the stall behind his and I grabbed his towel. I went back to my shower stall and hid it beneath my towel.
After I had done so, I looked back over at Sean. He was still rinsing the soap off his hot, athletic bod. I started to slowly rub my dick to full erection. Seeing Sean in the shower was exciting me more than any other guy had before. My slow stroking pace was soon replaced by a quickened pace. As I did, Sean put shampoo into his hair and started to rub it in.
He made sure it was in good enough before he put his head under the stream of water to rinse it out. Even after all of the shampoo was out of his hair, he just let the water run down his strong frame. To my great delight, he moved his right hand down to his dick and began to rub it. His other hand went up to pinch one of his nipples. Without realizing it, I moaned lightly. He must have heard it, for he suddenly stopped pleasuring himself and turned off the water. He fumbled around for his towel, but failed in locating it.
Without opening his eyes, he made his way towards the sound of the running water in my shower. I started to panic. What would he do when he found out I was spying on him. When he reached the opening to my stall, he asked, "Who's there?"
"It's just me, Sean. Kyle from your sixth hour."
"Kyle? What are you doing here after school?"
"I was working out in the weight room and decided to shower off before I went home."
"That's cool. Say, could I borrow your towel? I can't seem to find mine."
"Sure, no problem. Here you go."
I reached up and handed my towel to Sean, praying he wouldn't see my fully erect dick. He took it and dryed off his face and hair. Once it was dry to his satisfaction, he handed it back.
"Thanks man, at least I'll be able to see now."
"No problem."
Sean gazed down and laughed, "Looks like someone has been doing more than washing in here."
