Locker Room Hero Part 2

I dropped down on my bed still replaying the afternoon over and over in my head.

I had spent the last week with Christian who was helping me learn to defend myself from school bullies. I was on my first year there and he was on his last so, for whatever reason, he took me under his wing. The fact that I had had a major crush on him since the first day of school was something I had not yet shared with him but there seemed to be no reason not to now.

After our last training session he had taking me to his house where he confessed that he had noticed me looking at him in the locker room and the showers. After that he let me give him a hand job and, after cumming in my hand, he told me, if I wanted to, I could do that for him “every once in a while”.

The problem was that it was Friday and I’d have to wait till Monday to see him again. I didn’t feel comfortable just calling him yet.

The entire weekend was filled with fantasies and dreams of Christian. Stroking his cock, licking it, sucking it, whatever the fuck he wanted. I didn’t have a lot of experience but I was ready to do anything for him. Up till then the only things I had done with guys was the things curious boys do with their friends during sleep overs that they never speak of during the light of day. Mostly just rubbing on each other and stroking each other but nothing too intense. I was ready for more.

Finally Monday arrived and I couldn’t concentrate on a goddamn thing all day. P.E was last period and my only period with Christian. I realized as I stepped into the locker room and saw him undressing that I wasn’t sure how to act around him. Just three days before I had stroked his cock till he came. Turned out that I was worried for no reason as he gave me a big smile when he saw me.

“Hey Carlos!” he yelled and beckoned me over. “Have those asshole bothered you today?”

Holy shit! I hadn’t even thought about them!

“Nope, I haven’t even seen them today” Maybe my wish came true and they all perished in a fiery crash on their way to some heavy metal puke fest… or something”.

“Dude, you crack me up” he smiled, “So, you wanna come to my house again when we’re done training?”

“That would be awesome!” I said way too enthusiastically.