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My heart began to beat fast in my chest. “Are you okay?” Kennedy glanced at me suspiciously. “I just saw the craziest thing,” “I bet you that it wouldn’t surprise me,” “It will. I just saw Laken getting a blowjob in the bathroom. I don’t mean behind the toilet doors, in the freaking passage where the sinks,” Kennedy chuckled. “I’m not surprised. That’s pretty normal around here,” “But why do that in the women’s bathroom and make everyone else uncomfortable?” “Oh! I forgot to let u know. The men’s bathroom is actually the one with the pink door. A lot of the ladies argued that pink doesn't always have to be for women so it was changed to the men’s bathroom,”

What I had in mind was different from what Lucas wanted, however, we ended up going with what he wanted. We were took exposed at the basketball court and so we decided to have sex at the men's locker room... He tore my entire school's immediately we got into the locker room.. "Fuck, I've been visualising you naked". He said and then nailed me on one of the locker.. Lucas kisses were soft and tender. With lot's of tiny kisses on my neck..

"You win that round." He smirked, pointing at Kai. "Your turn, drummer boy."Kai leaned forward, muscles flexing under his tank. His story topped it: hotel balcony in Vegas, two groupies at once, one riding him while the other sat on his face, city lights blurring. Theo lost, peeling off his shirt slow, revealing ripped abs and that V-line disappearing into his jeans. Alice bit her lip. The tequila flowed, stories got dirtier.Theo's turn had her squirming. Backstage quickie with a roadie chick, bent over amps, her ass bouncing while he pounded from behind. Finn called bullshit, said it was tame. Alice agreed, giggling as Finn poured her next shot. But Finn's story wrecked her: soundcheck hoo

"I went to her place and I fucked up so bad. I treated her like a fucking whore. She fucking kicked me out after… after I treated her like a fucking whore." "We've all been there," Christian says. "People have angry sex all the time. It's not a big deal. You guys will make up." "We didn't have sex," I say quietly. "We've never had sex." I know my face is starting to turn red. Everyone assumes guys like me, professional athletes, have sex regularly. Hell, it's regular locker room conversation. So I can almost feel the looks of shock on their face. "Wait," Christian finally says, "You don't have sex with your girlfriend?"

Against my better judgment I walked out of the shower to look for my stuff. Nowhere to be found so i had no choice but to go out to my locker and find something. What was waiting for me were three of my teammates butt naked with their dicks hanging. All my life I was under the impression that I was straight but things changed in that locker room immediately. At first I did try and tell them nervously that I wasn’t into that kind of thing, but they must’ve been able to tell my true nature. It didn’t take much convincing before I fully submitted to them.

The room spinned as I clenched my teeth hard while my cock shot out loads of sperm. Then the door swing open, “Oh my god, Jake!”

Brock’s hand stayed firm on my lower back as he led me through a side door of the fire station two hours later. The building was mostly quiet, the night crew already out on another call. My legs still felt shaky from everything that had happened, the fire, the rescue, and what he’d done to me in the back of the truck. “Stay close,” he murmured, guiding me down a hallway. “No one should be here for a while.” The second we stepped into the locker room, he locked the door behind us. The space smelled like soap, sweat, and metal. Rows of lockers lined the walls, benches in the middle.

*New Collection **Story Synopsis** Queen bee Madison and her two hottest friends corner the shy school nerd Jay in the empty locker room after a cruel dare. What begins as vicious public humiliation quickly spirals into something far darker and more addictive when they uncover the massive secret he’s been hiding beneath his baggy clothes. ...... I couldn’t stop grinning as we shoved Jay the nerd boy through the heavy metal door of the boys’ locker room. The whole place smelled like old sweat and chlorine, the lights buzzing overhead like they knew something filthy was about to happen.

"Big and thick. Fill me completely." He thrust steady at first, building speed. The locker room echoed with our sounds. "So warm and wet," he growled. "Grip me tighter." I wrapped my legs around, urging deeper. Pace turned frantic. Skin slapped, sweat mixing. I came hard around him, crying out. He followed, pulsing release. We panted afterward, foreheads touching. "Intense session," I laughed softly. "Best kind," he replied. Talk turned personal again. He understood grief, shared his own losses. The connection felt genuine.

“Taking your stepbrother’s cock raw in the shower like a desperate slut while our parents are right downstairs.” I tried so hard not to make any sound. It was worse ,because our parents were awake and right below us. He fucked me harder, one hand on my hip, the other reaching around to jerk me in time with his thrusts. I tried my best to steady myself but the wall was slippery. Steam curled around us. The scent of sex, lube, and soap filled the small space. My legs shook as he pounded into me, angling perfectly to hammer my prostate with every brutal snap of his hips.