I decided on a pair of boxers, the tightest pair of blue jeans, and a tight t-shirt. I sifted through my clothes thinking about what to wear. I quickly toweled off and went to my dresser. I washed my hair and scrubbed my body clean.
Once Thomas got close to cumming, he grabbed my head and fucked my face until he blew his load down my throat.Īs I imagined Thomas shooting his load down my throat, I shot my own load onto the shower floor.įuck,I thought to myself as I cleaned up. I slid my throat up and down on Thomas's cock. The moan was the only encouragement I wanted, or needed. I took Thomas's cock deep into my throat causing him to moan. I pulled it in and when it hit the back of my throat, I was able to take it deeper. I opened my mouth and took Thomas's large cock into my mouth. My hands were glued to Thomas's butt cheeks. The cool air made my bare balls tighten up towards my hard cock. The cold, hard floor of the locker room sent goosebumps up my legs. Thomas stood over me as I fell to my knees. My imagination ran wild creating a new scenario: My shower was taking a long time trying to balance my thoughts so I finally just let into my desires. I tried to think of things other than Thomas, but he kept coming back. I hopped in the shower quick and jacked off.
Great,I thought to myself as I walked to the bathroom. Pulling the sheets off my body only revealed my raging morning wood. What the fuck had I done?I pushed the thoughts out of my mind as best I could. The memories of yesterday came flooding back. BEEP! BEEP!I rolled over and pulled out my phone.