Disclaimer: This story, names of characters and places are entirely works of fiction. Any similarities to any persons, places or events, living or dead, is a coincidence and not intended by the author.
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The day was getting close to its close, or at least it was at the University. The school was not an elitist preparatory school, but it was a higher end university. In the last five years their boy's football team had gone to the playoffs in their division, and the past four years they took first place. But they were waiting to see if they could make it five years in a row.
Danny walked into the showers at the University after football practice. He was the school's mascot, a bear. Walking to his locker he got his towel out and began stripping down to his birthday suit, and once he was completely naked he went to the showers, turned the water on till it was the right temperature and got in.
The water was warm and felt good on his aching muscles after a hard days practice getting his routine ready for the schools' big game. They had the playoff games in just a few days and he needed to get his routine finished and perfected for it. He also enjoyed going to the pep rallies and getting everyone amped up for the game. It was exciting for him to see all of the football stars jumping around and doing their war dance like they always did, and since he was in his suit no one could see that his eyes were always on their firm asses.
He felt the warm water relaxing his muscles, loosening them up. All of the flips and jumps, the running and everything else took it's toll. After a while he assumed that it would get easier but it just seemed to be the same amount of difficulty afterwards. Lifting the bottle of soap he had bought for school he squeezed some onto his washcloth and lathered up his muscled body feeling the small joy of massaging those tense, tired muscles. It was pure heaven for him for those few minutes but as with all things, it didn't last.
He was built but he was also a tad on the short side. Only about five foot five and he was about two hundred and ten pounds, though all of it was muscle. The boy was chiseled almost like he was made from a piece of marble, and being that way, having that look just meant that everybody would notice him. When he would walk down the hallway both the men and women would turn their heads to look, of course it never hurt that he wore skin tight clothing all of the time.
As he lathered up his chest and moved down to his legs he thought of the practice and what he had seen out there. The whole of the football team was out there practicing their moves and the cheerleaders were practicing their cheers. Needless to say Danny was hard as a rock thinking about it all. All of the hard muscles and sweaty bodies colliding with one another. The players running down the field and yet he was paying more attention to the men than he was the women.
You see Danny is gay. Well he won't come out of the closet and tell anyone, but he is gay. He's tried the whole dating women thing. He even made it to having sex with his third girlfriend and he wasn't excited about it. Danny was with her two weeks ago and he had to think about Clark, the captain of their football team, in order to get his hard on. That in and of itself was not good for his then girlfriend. They tried making love, but when he was thinking of Clark and all of his hard muscles, then seeing Wendy, and her soft skin he lost his hard-on.
It was hard for Wendy to accept that he didn't find her attractive, she was pretty, but she just wasn't the type he was into. Literally. They broke up the next day and he had been alone ever since.
He felt his cock growing stiffer as he thought about how much he would love to have Clark or even one of the other boys on their football team pound his tight virgin hole. In fact it wasn't really a virgin hole since he found that he could order dildos online. The only bad part about ordering them that way was that they had to be sent to a P.O. Box at the post office. Just the thought of them showing up at his house was enough to scare him half to death.
Danny's cock grew ridged and he began to soap it up as he tugged on it, needing a much needed release after thinking about Clark. He kept thinking about what it would feel like to have Clark's ridged tool in his hole. He kept on stroking himself and became lost in the feeling of it. He imagined Clark driving himself to the hilt into Danny's hole over and over. He could almost feel what it would be like to have a man come in him for the first time. He had imagined that it would be amazing. Like the fourth of July fireworks or like winning the lottery.
Danny was so enthralled with jacking himself off that he didn't hear the locker rooms door opening. And he certainly did not hear the five members of the football team who had walked in. When he got close to coming he heard something that stopped him dead, mid-stroke.
"Damn Danny's rubbin' one out man!"
He knew that deep voice anywhere. It belonged to Sean, the running back. He was tall and lithe, the boy could run like the wind, and he was only slightly muscled, though his calves were like steel. Not that Danny took notice or anything. He was also the only African American on the team. Danny had seen him in the showers and knew that what they said was true of black men. Because when he first saw Sean's extra large cock, at least ten inches or more and five thick, he knew without a doubt it would hurt like hell to take him in his backdoor.
Danny's eyes flew open and he was still holding onto his tool, though he didn't know that at the time. He couldn't even think of anything besides being caught in such a vulnerable position by men he wanted.
"Yea he is. Damn fine tool he's got too."
This voice belonged to Mick, one of the offensive linemen. He was burly in every sense of the word. The man was huge. He had height and weight advantage over the other members of the team at almost six foot tall and weighing just over two hundred pounds, almost all was muscle. And he was built like a brick shithouse. That boy would never break. He was also extremely hairy as Danny had seen in the showers. They all referred to him as a walking carpet, but it did not extend to his crotch. That area he kept shaved so that you could see everything.
One day when Danny was peeping on him he had seen just how big his junk was. He was easily eight inches long, thick and veiny and when he stroked himself his oversized golf ball sized nuts would swing in the air. Which Danny had thought about for a while, wondering if they would bounce nicely off of his chin as he took that thick member down his throat.
"And he's got a sweet ass." One of the other offensive linemen, Jordan, said as he gave Danny's ass a light smack that jiggled over to the other cheek.
