Yet again me and him where the last two in the locker room. Izaiah we were best friends once, It was middle school then, we were just kids and now he was a man. I never looked at him directly but in my locker the mirror could let me peep at his body, his hair still wet from a shower, his body that had morphed over the years, his cock pressed firmly in place by his underwear.
"Fuck." I could feel my own cock begin to swell as my eyes made their way back up tracing the outline of his abs, licking my lips as they made their way to his nipples and his perfectly defined chest. Oh god if I could only taste his neck and then his ey- my heart sank. He was looking back at me, I froze for an instant and then looked away, I began shuffling around in my locker as if there was something I was actually doing in there. I could hear my heart beating, almost deafening. Had he seen me? Does he know? I grabed my stuff and rushed out, i could feel the shame sink in, my legs buckling under the weight of it.
I didn't have any other classes with Izaiah, we hardly saw each other any more, I guess now that was a good thing. I'd have to avoid him for a while and hopefully he'd forget all about it.
Shame, ugh I could still feel it swirling around in the pit of my stomach, coiling up at my core like a snake.
I kept thinking about it over and over, him looking right into my soul, I was caught there was no way around it, he put this feeling inside me, and now the very thought of that turned me on.
"Fuck" I shuffled in my chair trying hard to concentrate as my stiff cock pressed against my pants. I felt it pulsate sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't hold it anymore, I excused myself and ran to the bathroom. I went into the stall and quickly undid my pants. I got right into it jerking my hard dick around my eyes rolling back. It's right then when I heard something.
