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It was my sophomore year in college. I had just turned twenty-one a couple of days ago, and I was still feeling the effects of the alcohol from the party. I dreaded my walk back from the field to the locker room. The dark tunnel made me nervous even though there were no jocks here. I was surrounded by so many football guys. White and black. Big and muscular. Something made me feel weird about one guy. Derek, he watched me as I brought in the towels from the field one day.
"Hey Zach, looking sexy" Derek said.
Probably mocking me I thought as I shuffled past him and a group of guys. They all laughed as I walked by. Even one of them smacked me on the ass. What really made me shy was that I liked it. It was the day after my birthday; now as I walked back towards the locker room I looked around nervously seeing if Derek or any other jock was standing around. I sighed a breath of relief as I saw it was empty in the hallway. I was running a bit late today, so they probably all finished up and left the locker room a mess. Walking into the locker room, I saw steam coming from one of the showers. I groaned.
"Fuck it" I muttered to all the dirty towels lying everywhere
"Hey there, sexy", I heard from behind the showers.
I saw Derek pop his head and look directly at me. He looked around and stepped out of the shower. Derek is twenty-three, stood at least six feet tall, well-built and firm. And his cock! I stared at it immensely. It was thick, at least eight inches long and rock hard with a large vein in the middle.
"Hey Derek", I muttered back, trying to break my concentration.
"Hey Zach, come over here and help me with something"