Terrell walked into the showers at the end of his Physical Education class and sighed. He made his way to his usual spot near the center of the long, open room studded with showerheads. At the same time, a bittersweet smile lifted his lips as he thought it was the last time he'd have to do this. It was the last day of school for seniors and he would never step foot in this locker room again. He knew he could've skipped the shower and took the time to clean out his locker and shoot the shit like some of his classmates but he didn't like the idea of going through his three remaining classes sweaty and smelly.
"T-Man!" was called to him louder than was necessary as he adjusted the temperature of his spray.
Terrell closed his eyes and groaned recognizing Chad's voice behind him. Turning his head, he saw his friend and teammate from basketball entering the showers followed by four of the guys that made up Chad's crew.
Chad was "that guy" around campus. He was a lightly freckled redhead with green eyes yet his friends were predominantly black. His wardrobe consisted of baggy jeans, t-shirts and athletic wear along with a thick gold bracelet and necklace. In his ears were a pair of large, square, faux diamond earrings, and from the ends of his pinky fingers extended nails that were over an inch long now that he was no longer regularly playing basketball. Overall, he really was a good guy but parents and teachers didn't trust him and he gave them plenty of reasons not to.
Despite the fact that Terrell had been ostracized by most of the other black students for being gay and dating only white guys—never mind that he was the only openly gay, black student in the school—he and Chad got along well and were friendly enough to have lunch together occasionally or speak to each other at parties. It was because of Chad that Terrell had remained on the basketball team over the years. Though Terrell was one of the better players, the white teen often had run interference with the other black players, getting them to reign in their teasing and had defended him when the others had bullied him. Despite their friendship, what put Terrell on edge as Chad approached him was the fact that he'd had a crush on his classmate since middle school and everyone, including Chad, knew it.
"Don't ignore me, dude," Chad said with a chuckle as he moved next to Terrell and placed and arm around his shoulder. "This is the last time we'll be here. Together. Better get your fill."
Terrell sighed and against his better judgement relaxed into the embrace.
"You're gonna miss me, aren't you, Little Man?"
"Yeah," Terrell admitted reluctantly. At six feet three inches tall, Chad was three inches shorter than he was but because he had been the last to have a growth spurt, Chad had given him the nickname a few years ago and, honestly, Terrell didn't hate it.
Chad squeezed Terrell's shoulder and gave it a quick rub. "I'm gonna miss you, too. You're my own personal fan club."
Terrell blushed. Despite the fact that it was no secret, it was the first time Chad had ever mentioned how Terrell felt.
"You're not like other gay dudes," Chad continued as he held Terrell. "You're not too girly and you don't hit on every guy around. If it weren't for the fact that you always watch me when I'm naked, I'd think you weren't interested."
Terrell's face fell. While it was true he always snuck peeks at Chad's tight, naked body, he didn't think he'd been so obvious. "Sorry, man. I shouldn't've—"
Chad gave his shoulder a friendly squeeze. "It's cool. I ain't mad at ya. Hell, you know I ain't shy about showing it off."
"I know," Terrell said with some embarrassment as he noticed Chad had started playing with his cock. "But still."
"Come on, man. You know you enjoy the show."
Terrell blushed.
The fact that Chad was an unashamed exhibitionist was one of the reasons adults hated him. Chad was rightfully proud of his cock and showed it off whenever he could. Sitting in class, in the cafeteria, at assemblies, nowhere was off limits for him. He had jerked off everywhere and had even gotten head and fucked a few girls during classes, somehow all without the knowledge of the teachers though all of his classmates had been aware. Even during this last year of school, when all of his teachers had sat him in the front row to keep their eyes on him, he still had managed to leave behind the occasional puddle of cum that wasn't discovered until after he left the room.
Yet for all the things Chad did during classes and around school, the shower seemed to be his favorite place to drop a load. For as long as Terrell could remember, Chad had openly jerked off two or three times a week under the water surrounded by his classmates.
"I was thinking," Chad continued, "that maybe I should give you a going away present."
Though Chad's voice and demeanor hadn't changed, something about his words put Terrell on edge, yet his eyes remained locked on what Chad's hand was doing. "You don't have to."
"I know," Chad said, now stroking his growing cock in earnest. "But I think I'll enjoy it, too."
Terrell was quiet for a moment as he lifted his eyes to see Chad staring at him with obvious intent while continuing to work his hardening dick. Looking around the room, he saw that the other guys in the shower were either openly watching them or faking their cleansing and lack of interest. The four guys that had come in with Chad had split up and two were at the entrance to the room obviously standing guard while the other two were a respectful distance behind Chad not even pretending to wash themselves. To Terrell they looked like they were ready to spring into action in case he tried to run or do anything they—or more likely Chad—didn't like.
Chad released his hold on Terrell's shoulder then moved to stand facing the other teen. Reading Terrell's fear, he gave a friendly smile and said, "Calm down, man. They're not gonna hurt you and I'm not gonna do anything you don't want. They're just going to make sure we're not interrupted."