Liam was like your regular 18 year old male. He would go to school, have a kick around at lunch time, avoid answering questions in class and then rush home to play with himself multiple times in his bedroom. He knew he was gay, he had accepted it a long time ago. It was always gay porn he would look for: 'gay porn straight man cheating', 'gay porn sub used' would be his go to searches.
In an effort to make his school life as easy as possible, his desire for cock was something he had kept to himself. I mean, at 5 foot 11 with brown wavy hair, an athletic build and a deep voice, you wouldn't know. He even had a girlfriend, Lucy, who he decided to start dating 4 months prior as an attempt to disguise it even more. Lucy was nice enough looking, not a popular girl, someone who was just happy to be able to update her Facebook status to 'in a relationship'. They didn't have sex much, but when they did, Liam would often find himself fantasing about her older brother. He always had the same thought - Liam stayed over one night, Lucy went to her Saturday job and the brother ended up sitting on his face, before being fucked like a bitch; the best part of the fantasy is when Lucy comes back and catches her brother plowing her boyfriend, but they're enjoying it too much to stop.
Gym was the subject that Liam didn't like in college. Not due to the sport aspect of it, but the changing rooms. They were quite small changing rooms as it is, but when filled with twenty one 18 to 19 year old men all getting changed, stripping down to nothing but their underwear, it got a bit it and sweaty for Liam. He tried desperately to not to look, to control his penis, but he has always been attracted to underwear - it is his turn on. The tighter the better and all of the boys in his year wore boxer briefs, different colours, all showing off their (mostly, he imaged) virgin tight asses and big packages. What he feared most was when the boys messed around, as boys do. Spanking each other and pulling their friends boxers down - showing bare ass. When it got too bad, Liam would go to the toilet quickly to hide his excitement.
There was one boy in particular that was everything Liam would want for in a man. Liam always made an effort to get dressed as far a way from him as possible, but today he was out of luck and they were changing opposite each other.
He met by the name of Matty and was extremely popular with the ladies, he has a new one every week and it was no secret that he fucked most of them in the back seat of his car in a local nature reserve. Rumour has it that he is a good shag, and it's easy to believe by looking at him. He was of muscly build, having being a regular gym goer and always made sure his uniform was a size too small, showing off his biceps, bum and package. He had a perfectly chizzled jaw, brown quiffed hair and a winning smile. Despite all this, he wasn't a nice man. He knew he was fit and was cocky with it, if you weren't in his gang then you're the butt of his jokes - like me, I guess.
There he was getting changed in front of Liam and he tried so hard not to look but kept catching glimpses. Matty took off his shirt first, revealing his smooth six packed torso with a V line going straight down to his penis. Almost like he was showing his body off to everyone, he stretched his arms above his head, empathising the sheer size of his arms and revealing his hairy armpits - the same armpits Liam would like to lick.
Liam turned away quickly, pleading with his penis to not get hard and reveal he is a 'queer', 'fag' or 'gayboy'. The sound of trousers hitting the floor made Liam turn around he, he couldn't help it. There was Liam stood in nothing but small, tight white Calvin Kliens. So tight that you could see the inprint of his bellend. He had a big penis, as Liam suspected.
Shit. Liam began to get hard. He couldn't tuck it up inside the waist of his pants because it might look like he is playing with himself. Liam grabbed his bag and held it over his crotch, as if he's looking for something.
"You alright man?" Matty asked from across the way, a grin across his face.
"er," Liam began nervously, "yeah I'm good cheers mate".
"You excited?" Matty asked
Did he know? Has he seen Liam's boner? Liam was going red.
"Erm, er, what?"
Matty laughed, "coach said it's hockey today. Are you excited?"
Liam was relieved, he thinks. Was he goading him? Or was it a genuine mistake?
...
During the game, Liam tripped over a hockey stick and coach said he is to go get changed back into uniform in case he is injured. Liam was secretly relieved, it meant he can get changed before the sweaty lads came back in. Liam stripped down to his boxies, also tight briefs, but just a shops own brand and not designer.
Minutes later, the changing room door opens and in enters Matty. Alone.
"Alright bud. Coach said I'm to get changed and sit with you."
"Er. You don't have to do that pal"
Matty came up to Liam and playfully hit him in the torso a few times, "not a problem pal, I'm going the gym tonight anyway."
