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It was my sophomore year in college. I had just turned twenty-one a couple of days ago, and I was still feeling the effects of the alcohol from the party. I dreaded my walk back from the field to the locker room. The dark tunnel made me nervous even though there were no jocks here. I was surrounded by so many football guys. White and black. Big and muscular. Something made me feel weird about one guy. Derek, he watched me as I brought in the towels from the field one day.
"Hey Zach, looking sexy" Derek said.
Probably mocking me I thought as I shuffled past him and a group of guys. They all laughed as I walked by. Even one of them smacked me on the ass. What really made me shy was that I liked it. It was the day after my birthday; now as I walked back towards the locker room I looked around nervously seeing if Derek or any other jock was standing around. I sighed a breath of relief as I saw it was empty in the hallway. I was running a bit late today, so they probably all finished up and left the locker room a mess. Walking into the locker room, I saw steam coming from one of the showers. I groaned.
"Fuck it" I muttered to all the dirty towels lying everywhere
"Hey there, sexy", I heard from behind the showers.
I saw Derek pop his head and look directly at me. He looked around and stepped out of the shower. Derek is twenty-three, stood at least six feet tall, well-built and firm. And his cock! I stared at it immensely. It was thick, at least eight inches long and rock hard with a large vein in the middle.
"Hey Derek", I muttered back, trying to break my concentration.
"Hey Zach, come over here and help me with something"
"Okay, Derek, what's wrong?" I asked and shuffled over towards him.
As I got close, I held my breath. I felt my body shudder a little. I was just. Five foot six pasty white guys, barely 170 pounds (ca. 77 kg). I reached to him, and he pulled my hand towards his cock and squeeze it over the thickness.
"You like that, don't ya boy", he asked me.
"Ummm, yeah, you feel hard", I muttered back shyly.
"Get down on your knees then, suck you bitch", he demanded, pushing me down slowly.