Terrell walked into the showers at the end of his Physical Education class and sighed. He made his way to his usual spot near the center of the long, open room studded with showerheads. At the same time, a bittersweet smile lifted his lips as he thought it was the last time he'd have to do this. It was the last day of school for seniors and he would never step foot in this locker room again. He knew he could've skipped the shower and took the time to clean out his locker and shoot the shit like some of his classmates but he didn't like the idea of going through his three remaining classes sweaty and smelly.
"T-Man!" was called to him louder than was necessary as he adjusted the temperature of his spray.
Terrell closed his eyes and groaned recognizing Chad's voice behind him. Turning his head, he saw his friend and teammate from basketball entering the showers followed by four of the guys that made up Chad's crew.
Chad was "that guy" around campus. He was a lightly freckled redhead with green eyes yet his friends were predominantly black. His wardrobe consisted of baggy jeans, t-shirts and athletic wear along with a thick gold bracelet and necklace. In his ears were a pair of large, square, faux diamond earrings, and from the ends of his pinky fingers extended nails that were over an inch long now that he was no longer regularly playing basketball. Overall, he really was a good guy but parents and teachers didn't trust him and he gave them plenty of reasons not to.
Despite the fact that Terrell had been ostracized by most of the other black students for being gay and dating only white guys—never mind that he was the only openly gay, black student in the school—he and Chad got along well and were friendly enough to have lunch together occasionally or speak to each other at parties. It was because of Chad that Terrell had remained on the basketball team over the years. Though Terrell was one of the better players, the white teen often had run interference with the other black players, getting them to reign in their teasing and had defended him when the others had bullied him. Despite their friendship, what put Terrell on edge as Chad approached him was the fact that he'd had a crush on his classmate since middle school and everyone, including Chad, knew it.
"Don't ignore me, dude," Chad said with a chuckle as he moved next to Terrell and placed and arm around his shoulder. "This is the last time we'll be here. Together. Better get your fill."
Terrell sighed and against his better judgement relaxed into the embrace.
"You're gonna miss me, aren't you, Little Man?"
"Yeah," Terrell admitted reluctantly. At six feet three inches tall, Chad was three inches shorter than he was but because he had been the last to have a growth spurt, Chad had given him the nickname a few years ago and, honestly, Terrell didn't hate it.
Chad squeezed Terrell's shoulder and gave it a quick rub. "I'm gonna miss you, too. You're my own personal fan club."
Terrell blushed. Despite the fact that it was no secret, it was the first time Chad had ever mentioned how Terrell felt.
"You're not like other gay dudes," Chad continued as he held Terrell. "You're not too girly and you don't hit on every guy around. If it weren't for the fact that you always watch me when I'm naked, I'd think you weren't interested."
Terrell's face fell. While it was true he always snuck peeks at Chad's tight, naked body, he didn't think he'd been so obvious. "Sorry, man. I shouldn't've—"
Chad gave his shoulder a friendly squeeze. "It's cool. I ain't mad at ya. Hell, you know I ain't shy about showing it off."
"I know," Terrell said with some embarrassment as he noticed Chad had started playing with his cock. "But still."
"Come on, man. You know you enjoy the show."
Terrell blushed.
The fact that Chad was an unashamed exhibitionist was one of the reasons adults hated him. Chad was rightfully proud of his cock and showed it off whenever he could. Sitting in class, in the cafeteria, at assemblies, nowhere was off limits for him. He had jerked off everywhere and had even gotten head and fucked a few girls during classes, somehow all without the knowledge of the teachers though all of his classmates had been aware. Even during this last year of school, when all of his teachers had sat him in the front row to keep their eyes on him, he still had managed to leave behind the occasional puddle of cum that wasn't discovered until after he left the room.
Yet for all the things Chad did during classes and around school, the shower seemed to be his favorite place to drop a load. For as long as Terrell could remember, Chad had openly jerked off two or three times a week under the water surrounded by his classmates.
"I was thinking," Chad continued, "that maybe I should give you a going away present."
Though Chad's voice and demeanor hadn't changed, something about his words put Terrell on edge, yet his eyes remained locked on what Chad's hand was doing. "You don't have to."
"I know," Chad said, now stroking his growing cock in earnest. "But I think I'll enjoy it, too."
Terrell was quiet for a moment as he lifted his eyes to see Chad staring at him with obvious intent while continuing to work his hardening dick. Looking around the room, he saw that the other guys in the shower were either openly watching them or faking their cleansing and lack of interest. The four guys that had come in with Chad had split up and two were at the entrance to the room obviously standing guard while the other two were a respectful distance behind Chad not even pretending to wash themselves. To Terrell they looked like they were ready to spring into action in case he tried to run or do anything they—or more likely Chad—didn't like.
Chad released his hold on Terrell's shoulder then moved to stand facing the other teen. Reading Terrell's fear, he gave a friendly smile and said, "Calm down, man. They're not gonna hurt you and I'm not gonna do anything you don't want. They're just going to make sure we're not interrupted."
"Chad," Terrell said quietly. "I don't think this is a good idea."
Chad snorted. "For me it's not. I'm fucking straight and about to fuck my first dude. But since I don't plan on making a habit of this shit," he said loudly for everyone else's benefit, "I think it'll be okay. For you, you're gay and about to get some dick. A dick you've wanted for a while. Why is that a problem? We both know you'd kick yourself if you turned it down so I'm not going to let you."
Terrell didn't resist when Chad grabbed one of his hands and made him stroke the hard cock pointing toward him. Fearing it was some sort of joke or setup, he glanced around the shower room again expecting to see Chad's friends filming or otherwise waiting to pounce. Instead, they studiously stood guard as faithfully as they sometimes had when Chad was with a girl at a party.
"I told you, man, they're gonna be cool," Chad said in a soothing tone as he moved his other hand to Terrell's shoulder and applied gentle downward pressure. "Go ahead. Get your mouth on it."
Though Terrell—and everyone else in school—had seen Chad's cock before, being on his knees staring at the piece of flesh that approached eleven inches in length was something completely different. Smooth and shaped like a torpedo, it tapered slightly at the end and was a uniform girth almost down to the base where it narrowed again. A number of multicolored blood vessels could be seen meandering under the surface of the soft, milky skin. As he gently stroked it under his own power, the foreskin reluctantly peeled back from the pointed bullet before easily covering it again on the upstrokes. After another glance around the room to see that nothing was amiss, he met Chad's eyes, raised the cock slightly to expose the underside then pressed his lips to the bottom of the head in a gentle kiss. "I've wanted to do that for years."
Chad winked at him and ran a hand over Terrell's short hair. "I believe it. Now suck my dick, T."
Not waiting any longer, Terrell leaned forward and took Chad's cock head into his mouth in one go. As it passed his lips, he used his tongue to push back on the foreskin, revealing the spongy flesh below. He was surprised by how clean it was, only the barest hint of fermented dick cheese was present. And whatever sweating Chad had done out in the field earlier had already been washed away by the spray of water, though there was still a hint of the white teen's ever-present, natural, spicy musk. With the cock cover retracted, Chad's crown was not much wider than the shaft below and Terrell wasted no time getting as much of it into his mouth as he could in a short amount of time.
"Damn," Chad said as he felt his cock touch the top of Terrell's throat. "You're fucking hungry for it." He watched as Terrell rapidly moved back and forth on a portion of his length, slicking as much as he could of it with spit. Chad couldn't deny that it felt good, maybe even better than some of the head he'd gotten from girls, and he felt his cock stiffen fully in response.
Having acquainted himself somewhat with Chad's cock, Terrell paused with it as far in his mouth as it would easily go and took a few breaths.
"Tired already?" Chad asked cockily.
In response, Terrell inhaled deeply then forced the end of Chad's dick into his throat.
"What...the...fuck?" Chad stared down at Terrell and watched as more of his dick disappeared between the black teen's full lips.