Teen High School Locker Room Sex

This is the true story of how I as I teenager I discovered my true sexuality (bi) with my teen boy crush in high school gym class. I have changed the name of the beautiful boy who made it possible, but the rest is completely and utterly true.

From the age I about 13 I began to feel attracted to boys in my class. I still hated the idea of looking at gay porn on the web, but I was lucky enough to be surrounded by some of the most beautiful young teen boys on a daily basis, and no where did I feel more attracted to them than in the locker room when changing for gym class. The sweet smell of deodorant and sweat mixed together, as I was surrounded by rippling six packs and well toned arms and legs. More than one I tried to catch a quick glimpse of a boy I liked in his boxers, the tight cotton stretched over the two gentle humps of his arse, and I my mouth dried and heartbeat quickened to see the ever growing bulges at the front, as their cocks grew bigger and bigger through the years. Unfortunately I had never got to see any of them naked; we had showers in the locker room but no one used them, although they were happy enough to walk around in their boxers and nothing else – all the better for me!

There was only one boy in the whole school who was openly gay. James was quite a small guy for his age, only around 5 foot 4 inches, with brown hair and a long fringe that he combed over at the front, and perfect features that set off his dark green eyes. Even his glasses and braces only made him more attractive to me, not to mention his amazing body that I had seen so many times in the locker room. He smiled his amazing smile that turned me to jelly, and in Math class we sat next to each other, and I would gently inhale his sweet smells, and get an incredible feeling when he brushed past me to sit at his seat, or spoke to me in his sexy deep voice.

One afternoon when we were both 15 in gym class, I had to leave early for a doctor’s appointment, and he was leaving early too at the same time. We went into the locker room together and began to get changed. I have always been very shy in the locker room, and could never understand how the other boys felt so comfortable walking around and talking to each other while standing there in their boxers shorts. But James was the complete opposite, and would hang around for ages in his underwear, and even do pull ups of the clothes rails and lockers in them. Now I decided that as I was alone with James, I would try to be cool in my boxers as well, and it gave me such a feeling in my stomach that instead of pulling off my gym shorts and immediately stepping into my pants as usual, I actually took of my shorts, then changed my shirts before going to pull on my pants, something I’d never done before.

I always wore plain white boxers, but James like the others always wore very colourful and striking boxers with colourful patterns on them. As he stripped I admired again his tough chest muscles, and his six pack pushing through his tanned skin. Then I glanced briefly down at his boxers, which were tiny! They were so tight that they stretched right over his beautiful ass, and emphasised by his small size and his tight boxers the bulge in his crotch looked bigger and more impressive than ever.

As I looked up, I saw to my horror that James had seen me looking at him. He was staring at my face as I looked up from his bewitching, tightly covered cheeks. My heart began racing, and I felt my legs go weak, but James simply smiled his incredible smile……….and looked down at my crotch too! I felt instantly self conscious, as if a thousand people were staring at me – until I saw James bulge beginning to grow. He was getting a hard on while looking at me! Our eyes met while he was still smiling at me. We were both naked except for our boxers…

Suddenly, James moved closer to me. He moved his head up towards me as I moved my head down to his – and we kissed. I had never kissed anyone before in my life like I kissed James then.