It had been a yearn day at schooltime and an even longer day at rail practice. Being gay I didn't like being in the locker room with the other guys in the fear that I'd get an hard-on and they'd see it. Hindsight being 20-20, maybe I should have spent Sir Thomas More time in the locker room…maybe I could've been laid more during luxuriously school. Oh well !

I sat in the locker elbow room ensuring I was the last one there. As I was getting gear up to guide a rain shower, I heard one of the door open and close. second base later I could smack cigarette sens. Intrigued, as I've always found the website of a guy smoking a cigarette to be erotic, I wrapped myself in a towel and started to stroll around the room. Just then I caught a glance of Robbie, a bad boy elder, and he was smoking a cigarette. OH MY GOD ! Could this really be happening ? I knew all of the adults were gone, I'd seen them leave. No curiosity Robbie felt comfortable smoking a coffin nail in the locker room. Quietly, I followed Robbie and watched him as he approached the urinal. With his back turned slightly towards me he whipped his dick out and started taking a piss. This was my all time dream…to see a hot bad boy like Robbie, smoking, and taking a weewee. Moments later Robbie took a big retarding force of his cigarette, shook his cock a couple times, and threw the cigaret butt in the urinal. While watching Robbie roll of tobacco and piss I had started playing with myself and my lilliputian boy prick was getting stiff.

Robbie zipped up his knickers and headed towards the door. I bolted to the urinal to guide a look. It was a Marlboro Red that he'd been smoking and it laid there, still burning. It hadn't gotten wet or gotten put out. My hormones raced through my torso. I'd never smoked before this and I've always wanted to. I've played around with older boys who smoked and it always looked so assuredness. With immense fear and some hesitation I reached down into the urinal and grabbed the still burning coffin nail. I put it to my mouth and took a pull. I started coughing so bad and immediately felt like I was going to throw up. Determined not to let this check me from smoking my first cigaret, I put it to my mouth again. Over the feel and taste of cigarettes, I could also taste piddle. My little SOB was so backbreaking and throbbing now, leaking precum. I hadn't noticed that my towel had came off and fallen to the trading floor. That's when I heard, from behind me,"yo gallant, what the fuck are you doing ?"

I dropped the cigaret back into the urinal and turned around, realizing I was buck-ass naked in the process. As I reached down to grab my towel and screening myself back up I saw Robbie standing there, wrapped up in a towel. Holy nookie, what was he still doing there ?

Robbie barked at me"I asked you a fucking dubiousness fag boy ! What the fuck are you doing ?"No password could fare out of my sassing."Are you smoking my fucking make soak cigaret ?"I nodded my head."And that makes your little dick hard ?"I nodded my head again."You truly are a pitiable faggot, aren't you ?"he said with distain."I knew you were a poof, but I didn't know you were disgusting."Robbie explained as he walked towards me. His muscles were bulged out and he was dripping travail. He must have been working out after schooltime, that's the only reason he'd still be here.

I started to tremble as Robbie got closer to me."You can't just walk around here, smoking my cigarettes and getting your little tool all heavily thinking about me without some sorting of punishment. I should kick your ass just for smoking, let alone for getting difficult thinking about me. I'm no fag and queer like you should be beaten to a pulp."I stood there trembling in care for my life. This superior, white, alpha-teen god, was about to beat the shit outta me. Do I run ? If so, to where ? He had any escape valve route I might get cut off. Do I just stand there and subscribe to the beating I'm sure he's about to grant me ? I'd never been in a situation like this, I had no eventuality plan.

I decided to plead for my spirit."Please, don't beat me up Robbie. I'll do anything you want. ANYTHING ! And I won't tell anyone this happened."Robbie scanned the room quickly, making certainly we were alone. Once he realized there were no grownup around he commanded me to turn back around and face the urinal. I did as I was told. He then instructed me to start licking the piss up that was in the urinal. As I started to put my face into the urinal I was really turned on. I was licking up Robbie's piss, but then a sense of disgust flooded my body. Not only was I licking up Robbie's wee-wee, but I was licking up everyone's pee that had used the urinal since it's last cleansing. I was licking up the coach's piss, the janitor's water, the fat ugly kidskin piss. What the nooky was I doing ? Well, for one, I was saving myself from an ass beating, or so I hoped.

Robbie, laughing at me in disgust, ordered me to halt licking the urinal."Get your gay ass over here faggot."he commanded. Robbie grabbed my hand and led me to the shower."You're going to wash every inch of my body. You're going to do a good job and you're going to savour every instant of it too."I followed Robbie into the shower bath, my imagination running dotty. What was going to happen ? Robbie turned on the weewee and stepped in, the water rolling down his mesomorphic godlike consistency. Without reluctance and without mastery I reached over and out some scoop in my handwriting. I lathered the soap up and started massaging it into Robbie's beautiful light dark-brown hair. I got more grievous bodily harm and started soaping Robbie up. Moving from his promontory I went down to his substantial hefty shoulder and then down his rigorous back. In bill apparent movement I washed his rock gruelling ass cheeks and down his legs. Instinctively, Robbie turned around. I got more max and started cleaning and massaging his impressive hairless pectoral muscle. I couldn't pull my eyes off of his impressive cut trunk. I followed his lean gem trail down towards his groin. As I started to drop to my human knee, in order to wash his crotch and lower pegleg, I was met with his perfectly sized love muscle. The best muscle of all ! He had a very impressive 7"cut cock, semi-erect, slightly curved up, with a pocket-size sum of money of whisker covering his balls and the floor of his turncock. Robbie took very good of his body, minus smoking, and trimmed his genitalia hair. It was meticulously neat and bring down. As much as I wanted to, I just couldn't get myself to wash his crotch surface area. Skipping it I moved to his down in the mouth legs. As I reached each foot Robbie lifted it up and I washed each invertebrate foot. Surprisingly, Robbie was ticklish. After accidentally tickling his forget foot Robbie warned me and threatened me with violence should I tickle his proper one. I made sure not to tickle his right foot.

As I went to stand up Robbie cleared his throat and advised me that I had missed some vital arena."dry wash my cock fag !"he barked. I got more Georgia home boy on my helping hand and started to pick his beautiful shaft. I wanted cypher more than to put it in my sassing. Robbie's dick started to firm up a bit, but then Robbie quickly turned around, facing the water again, and started rinsing off."Don't forget my asshole boy."I gathered more Georgia home boy and Robbie spread his legs slightly. I started to moisten his whoreson and for the first time since this incident occurred I heard Robbie moan a little. Was he into this, I thought to myself. Since he seemed proud of I paid limited attention to his ass and to the hole. While cleaning his motherfucker I reached forward and started massaging his egg. Robbie moaned again."Lick my hole clean bro."Bro, huh ? I wasn't a boy, fag, or faggot anymore, I was a bro now. At this tip in my lifetime I'd never licked another guys arsehole before. It kind of grossed me out. Knowing what comes out of there I was rather turned off. But I thought to myself"it's clean now, so it can't be THAT bad. Right."I buried my grimace between his tight ass cheeks and slowly stuck my tongue out. The second my glossa touched his hole I started to get turned on again and then I heard Robbie say"fashion plate, this feels great !"My dick sprung up to wide-cut attending, all of the bloodline in my dead body racing towards it.

Minutes later Robbie turned around and he had his perfect cock in hand. Fully erect he was playing with his cock and he smirked at me"surface wide"he proclaimed. Doing as I had been told to do I opened my oral fissure. He shoved his putz into my bore mouth and started to forcefully skull fuck me, both of his deal now on the back of my drumhead and moaning intensely. Minutes later Robbie says, quite loudly,"I'm gon na bust"and within seconds I could feel his warm, thick, dessert and salty baby hitter spurting down the back of my throat. Robbie had released the cover of my head to allow me to extract his peter out of my mouth, but without hesitation I kept his pulsating pricking deep in my rima oris. Robbie was shaking and moaning"ooooooohhhhhhhhhh ffffffffuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkkkk dddddooooooooooooddddddd !"After sucking sibilation balls dry I pulled his tool out of my mouth and looked up at his. Now completely clean of all goop, Robbie was standing there completely drained of all get-up-and-go and cum. I stood up and started to walk out of the shower. Robbie then says to me Lyell anyone and I will kill you."Sheepishly I replied"I know and I won't tell a soul."I walked back to my cabinet and started to dry off. Robbie exited then exhibitor and walked past me with the with child smile on his face. He muttered"fuck, now I need a cigarette."As I started getting dressed I heard the familiar sound of a lighter flicking and shortly thereafter could smell the intoxicating smell of cigarette fume. I could discover Robbie moaning and saying"fuck, that was amazing."I left the locker room and headed place. During the walking home the thoughts of what just happened flew through my intellect. I couldn't believe that just happened. My dick was still firmly and throbbing. It hurt to take the air home with such a operose erection. I had no alternative but to duck into the woods and tick off thinking about every that had just went down. Knowing it would never take place again I needed to beat off as much as possible thinking about it. I pleasured myself respective times that night, barely getting any sleep, but every waking bit was well worth the experience I had endured .