Gay Solos

"I want you to fuck me," he said. "Do you want to do that?" "Sure," I answered casually, trying to hide my growing excitement even though it was plainly displayed between my legs. "Have you fucked a guy before?" he asked. "Yeah." "Good, then you know what to do. Don't be gentle. I like it quick and rough," he told me. "Okay." "We've gotta be quick about it too, class ends soon, and we can't get caught." He turned around and bent over, handing me the soap. I took it and lathered up his anus which was lightly dusted with short blond hairs. I stuck my index finger all the way up him really quick and found it went in easily. He had good control over those important muscles.

I continued to stare at his cock and felt a little stirring in my groin as I stared with complete freedom at his penis. As I watched it gave a little jerk and grew a little longer. Immediately my cock responded, growing to its full length. There I was, in the shower with Tim with an erection. Just at that moment Tim chose to open his eyes and look at me. "Got a little excited, huh?" he asked. I blushed and turned away from him. "Uh, yeah," I mumbled. Tim chuckled. "Hey, dude, it's okay. Turn around." I just turned my head and saw that Tim had grasped his organ and was running a finger over the head of his cock. It was slowly elongating. "Let me look at ya," he urged. I turned around, the butterflied in my stomach beginning to circle as my heart raced. What was going on here? "That's a nice one," Tim said. "You like to look at guys pricks in the shower, don't ya?" "No," I protested vehemently. "I do. Why do you think I'm on track? I get to see all kinds of guys in the buff. It's great. You should join." "I don't--" "Come here. Why are we talking all the way across the room?" I shut off my spigot reluctantly and walked over to him. He moved over a little bit and let me share in the water. He lathered his hands and brought the right one over onto my shoulder. He slowly ran it down over my chest, pinching and rolling my left nipple as he went.

As the boys left it became quieter and quieter in the room as the
shower nozzels were turned off and the chatter from the various people was
taken out into the locker room which was just around the corner from the
showers. Soon I could hear just two shower nozzels still spraying out
water. I glanced over to Tim and saw that he was still in the shower room
with me. We were alone. As I took another glance at his crotch, I
noticed that it seemed to have gotten a little longer and thicker, but I
couldn’t be sure if that was just my imagination. He stood under the
stream of water with his face to it, eyes closed, letting the water spray
into his face.