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Subject: Jockboy Adventures – Rocky Chapter 11 Send me an email, let me know what you think – open to suggestions, too. And if you had life changing locker room experiences when you were in middle school/high school/ college (like I did), I wanna hear all about it. And remember – depends on donations, so if you like reading here, contribute if you can at fty/donate.html Jockboy Adventures – Rocky Chapter 11 – working out with the 9th graders The next day couldn’t have dragged any slower as I eagerly anticipated working out with Mack and the other 9th graders. Things would be a little more complicated without Zach there, but I thought I had it all planned out. The day finally ended, and I raced to the 7th grade gym to grab my gym clothes, since I couldn’t use Zach’s. And since I had left yesterday’s jock in Zach’s locker, I had brought my other Bike jock from home. I headed into the big locker room. I didn’t have my own locker in there, so it didn’t really matter where I changed, but I just went by Zach’s locker out of habit. I kicked off my sneakers, dropped my jeans, and was pulling my t shirt off over my head when I heard Mack say, “Hey buddy, you made it! Nice!” I looked over at him, standing there fully dressed in his school clothes while I was standing there in just my tighty whities and socks. “Yeah, I checked with Coach and he said it was cool if I came.” “Yeah buddy. You got your jock with you?” Mack asked. “Yup – right here.” I held it up to show him. “Attaboy. What are you waiting for? Strap up,” Mack said with a mock impatience. “Oh, oh…o-kay,” I stuttered. Something about having him watch me get dressed, knowing how small my dick was compared to his horsecock, made me a little nervous. But it was definitely exciting, too. So I shucked my briefs and pull my jock on. “Feels better now that you got that on, right bud?” Mack asked with a pat on my back. “Haha yeah,” I laughed nervously. “You gonna take a buddy leak with me again? Come on!” He didn’t wait for an answer, he just started walking towards the bathroom knowing I would follow him. And I did. He did glance back to make sure I was coming, and then grabbed my shoulder, pulling me up even with him, and then ahead of him. “YO! DUDES! THIS IS ROCKY, HE’S WORKING OUT WITH US TODAY,” Mack hollered. Oh shit, this was going to be a lot of attention on me as he paraded me through the locker room in just my jock and socks. But looking around, there were quite a few other guys wearing or putting on jocks. “HE’S JUST IN SEVENTH GRADE, BUT HE FILLS OUT HIS JOCKSTRAP REAL GOOD, DON’T YOU THINK?” Several guys gave grunts and nods of agreement as I turned slightly pink. “ANYWAY, LET’S TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM AND MAKE SURE HE FEELS WELCOME!” As we continued walking, different guys said, “hey man”, “sup bro”, or just gave me a pat on the shoulder, back, or ass. I started to chub up. We stepped side by side up the urinals. Mack hauled out his manhood, and I hauled out my teenboyhood. “Hope you didn’t mind that I introduced you to everybody,” Mack said as he started pissing. “Nah man…thanks,” I said. I had been a little nervous and embarrassed as it happened, but now that it was over I was glad he’d done it. “No problem. Just wanted to make sure everyone knew who the young stud working out with us was,” he said. “Yeah, and make sure all got to see that nice little ass in that jock, too,” a new voice said. I looked over my shoulder to see another 9th grader stepping up to the toilet in just his jock. He pulled the front down and I was relieved that his dick was only a little bigger than mine, and not another donkey dong like Mack’s. He had a nice thick bush that was starting to creep up towards his belly button. “It is nice, though, isn’t it Jake?” Mack asked him. “Oh definitely. Reminds me of my girlfriend’s…” Jake said mischievously. “Yeah yeah yeah,” Mack said as he finished pissing. “When you gonna send her my way so she can learn what a real man’s dick is like?” He turned a way from the urinal and flopped his dick around at Jake. “Never! You stay away from her with that big black cock!” Jake shouted with a laugh. Mack gave him a hard slap on the ass as we walked out of the bathroom. I finished getting dressed and then we started the workout. I was definitely smaller and weaker than most of the guys, but I tried my hardest. And Mack and the other guys were looking out for me and really supportive, cheering me on. As the workout went on, it got pretty hot in the weight room, and shirts started coming off. I was in awe of some of the guys, who had way bigger muscles than I did, and I left my shirt on for a while. Eventually, when I was the last one wearing a shirt, they cajoled me into taking it off. They pretended to be impressed by my build, but it wasn’t mean-spirited. Tyler and Bart were doing the weighted rope coil wrist exercise when Kevin and Pat snuck up behind them, yelled “JOCK CHECK” and pantsed them. Tyler and Bart were both jocked, and totally unphased by standing there with their asses hanging out. Coach gave them a nod and said, “Attaboy, smart men.” One of them had a jock just like mine, and the other had a wideband jock. After Tyler and Bart were finished, neither seemed to be in a big rush to pull their mesh shorts back up. That was fine by me – I was enjoying seeing their muscled butts, bulging pouches, and – in Bart’s case – pubes sticking out the sides of the jock. “Coach, can we just stay in our jocks?” Tyler asked. “It’s so hot in here.” I was shocked and titillated by his request – wasn’t wrong – sweat was pouring off all of us. Coach took a second and seemed to actually consider it, and seemed like he was going to agree, but then suddenly snapped out of it and said, “No way! Girls basketball intramurals are still going on. In fact, you better pull those drawers up before any of them happen to walk by and look in!” “Oh damn, haha,” the guys both laughed as they pulled their shorts back up. No one else got pantsed, and before izmit sınırsız escort bayan I knew it we were done working out. Nobody bothered to put their shirts back on, though. We all just walked back to the locker room barechested and sweaty. Some of the guys were pretty smelly. “Woo! Time to hit the showers, boys!” Mack whooped as we got in the locker room. Everybody started stripping pretty quickly. I had brought a towel to shower, but I was getting pretty turned on, and wasn’t sure if I could control my woody if I got naked with these guys. As I was hesitating, Mack came by my locker and said, “You’re showering with us, right buddy?” “Yeah, of course,” I answered quickly, trying to play it as cool as possible. “Good man,” Mack smiled. “You need a ride home after? My brother’s picking me up; we can drive you home too.” He didn’t wait for an answer, so that seemed like a done deal. As he walked away I stared at his ass. For all he talked about my nice ass, his was basically perfect. And the white straps of the jock on his black skin just looked awesome. Since Mack was walking around in his jock, I left mine on too, and threw my towel over my shoulder to walk back to the showers. Ahead of me a couple of guys were walking naked with their towels in their hands, their lily-white buttcheeks flexing as they walked. When I got to the outer room, I hung my towel up on one of the hooks and then stripped down my jock and hung it up too. I took a deep breath and walked around the corner. Most of the guys were facing their shower heads, so I saw mostly backsides. Except Mack, who was straight ahead and facing me. “Aaaaaay! Rocky! See dudes? He tore it up in the weight room with us, and he’s not afraid to hit the showers with us either.” Most of the other guys nodded and greeted me. “We all tend to use the same shower every time, but this one here’s open,” he said as he gestured to the shower head next to his. “Great,” I said as I walked over to it and turned it on. I stepped aside for a second to get it a good temperature, and took stock of who I was showering with. I couldn’t remember the names of the two guys who walked in ahead of me, but one of them was the guy who came in to piss with Mack and I earlier. Bart was stepping under the spray, and it was matting down his thick bush of pubes. Pat and Kevin hadn’t come in the shower room yet, but they were in the outer room whipping each other with their towels. There was one other guy, I think his name was Derek. When I followed his gaze, it seemed like he was staring at Mack’s big dick. I thought that was interesting, but I mean…who could blame him? I guess Mack noticed too, because he said, “Yo, Derek – you like staring at my dick?” It could have sounded threatening, but it was clear that Mack was just messing with him. “Sorry man, couldn’t help it,” Derek said. “Please, like you don’t love all the attention you get for that firehose,” one of the guys whose name I couldn’t remember said. He had a nice build, a lot of pubes, and a decent sized dick himself – definitely bigger than mine or Derek’s. “Now now, we all know you’re jealous, Jake,” Mack said. Jake! That was his name. “Hey anybody else have to piss?” Pat said loudly as he stepped into the showers with Kevin. “We’re gonna have a distance contest.” “Yeah dude, I’m in,” Bart said. “Me too,” said the other guy with the mystery name. “Ah, I just went before practice,” Jake said. “Yeah, us too,” Mack replied, gesturing at himself and me. They turned off all the showers on the right-hand wall, and lined up along the left-hand wall. Although he wasn’t competing, Jake seemed to be sort of the ringleader, telling them where to stand. Jake yelled “on your mark, get set, GO!” and they all quickly let it rip. Instantly the air in the showers took on the scent of hot piss. It was funny to see their different strategies – Kevin and Pat were really trying to push it out and piss as hard as they could, shooting thick streams. Derek was shooting it in a high arc. Bart seemed to have the narrowest stream, but was pissing the longest. Somebody farted real loud, and we all laughed as it echoed around the room. Jake declared the guy whose name I couldn’t remember the winner though, with just the right mix of muscle pressure and aiming angle. “Ray’s got it!” Jake yelled. “Aw come on, bullshit!” Kevin said. “Of course you say your cousin won,” Pat said sullenly. “Boys, you just gotta know how to aim it,” Ray taunted as he swiveled and thrust his hips in mock seduction. “Dude did you hear that fart I ripped though?” Pat asked Kevin, quickly forgetting about his loss. “Dude, everyone on earth heard that,” Kevin laughed as they walked back across the room, dicks flopping and dripping piss, and turned on the shower heads. Everyone aimed their shower heads to get the piss to run down the drain. Most of the guys had brought shampoo with them. Mack had a bar of soap. I hadn’t brought anything because I had always just used my Dad’s stuff at the rink. I just kind of kept under the water, rinsing off, enjoying the naked bonding time with the ninth graders. Eventually Mack noticed. “Hey man, you need to borrow my soap?” he asked as he held it out. I took it and started lathering my hands. “Careful if you drop it,” Jake said, getting a laugh from everyone. “You just might get a surprise.” I laughed along with them. I soaped up my arms and pits and chest some. Kevin and Pat left the showers, and were soon trying to whip each others’ asses with their towels again. I rinsed off my chest and started soaping my legs. As I bent down, I looked back a bit at Mack. He was turned towards me and I could see his hands playing around with his cock and balls. It seemed like he might be chubbing up a bit, and noticing that got my blood flowing again too. I stood back up and rinsed off, turning towards the corner as best I could, afraid to even look down and see if I had a stiffy. I tried to put my mind elsewhere evinde görüşen escort as I went to wash my back. “Here buddy, I’ll help you,” Mack said as he stepped up close to me and grabbed the bar of soap back. As he washed my back, I glanced down and saw my almost hard cock, and his much larger semi extending past my thigh. That made me get fully hard. “Don’t worry man, everybody gets boners,” Mack said, reading my mind. I worried that he’d said it loud enough for everyone to hear. “Isn’t that right, Bart?” Mack asked loudly, removing any question of weather or not anyone had heard him. “Sure is,” Bart replied. “Happens to all of us.” Bart stood under the spray with his back to the wall, and a rock hard cock sticking out into the shower room from his thick pubes. Totally confident and not embarrassed at all. “And I mean, a seventh grader, getting naked with studs like us? It was bound to happen,” Jake added. “I still pop wood half the time when I see that monster hanging between Mack’s legs,” Ray volunteered. And it looked like today was one of those times – his dick was definitely pointing more out than down. “Yeah well….” I could tell it was the beginning of an insult from Derek, but he didn’t get to finish it before Ray gave him a titty twister and told him to shut up. I thought I saw Derek’s cock jump. “Looks like we got a few boners here now,” Mack said. “Check it out kid, you’re in good company.” Bart and Ray were fully hard like me, and Derek’s dick was rising before our eyes. Mack’s huge python was still pointing down slightly, and Jake’s was too. “You wanna see mine get hard?” Mack asked. I just nodded, totally dickmatized by him. “I thought you might. Most guys are at least curious. I’ve never met a guy who watches me get it hard and doesn’t get a boner himself.” He started soaping up his meat. I pulled my eyes away for a second to check – yep, every single other guy in there was watching Mack as they played with themselves. “Mmm that soap feels good. Here bud, gotta make sure that cute butt is good and clean,” Mack said as he handed the soap back to me. I took it and started lathering my cheeks, making my boner bounce and sway. “Attaboy, get right in there. You want some help?” I thought back to how it felt when Paul was rubbing my ass and playing with my hole, and I wanted more of that. But I was nervous as hell about all the other guys being there. And they were all basically staring at us, watching Mack’s heavy cock and waiting to hear how I answered. “Don’t worry, these guys don’t mind,” Mack said, reading my mind again. Or maybe he’d just seen me glance around at them as I hesitated. Either way, the guys all shrugged and shook their heads to show it was cool with them. So I handed the soap back to Mack. He stood to the side of me and slightly behind, rubbing the bar of soap between his hands and then lathering up my glute with his right hand. He stepped closer and I felt his python along the side of my leg. I looked down and saw it sticking straight out, along and past my skinny quad. I felt and saw the side of his cock rub on my thigh. As he kneaded my ass cheek, his dick got harder and stood up straighter. The soap let it slide right up my leg a little further with each beat of his heart. He reached further to soap up my right glute too. We were facing the wall, sort of between the spray of our shower heads, I realized everyone was probably watching his hand play with my butt, but I couldn’t pull my eyes away from his cock to look around and see. “Look at that, buddy, playing with that sweet little ass of yours got me all hard without even stroking it,” Mack whispered in my ear. “Let’s show the guys.” He turned me around so now his left hand was groping my ass. Our boners were sticking up and out towards the other guys, who were all sporting boners of their own. “Damn Mack,” Derek said, “Every time I see it I’m still impressed by it.” “More like scared of it,” Ray countered with a laugh. “I just never get used to how fucking big it is,” Bart said as he shook his head. “Yeah fellas, guess I got pretty lucky,” Mack said with a smirk. “It’s okay to be jealous. Look, one hnd isn’t even enough.” He was right – gripping it near the base, his hand didn’t even cover half of his mammoth tubesteak. “Maybe sometime you can lend me a hand,” he added more quietly to me, raising one eyebrow and giving my butt and extra hard squeeze. I gaped at him and nodded slightly. “So what are we gonna do with all these boners?” Jake asked. “You guys up to rub one out?” Everyone agreed and started stroking their already hard dicks. I knew it wouldn’t take long for me to cum, so I tried to take it easy. Mack was still kneading my ass with his left hand while he stroked his cock with his right hand. I was trying to stroke my cock slowly with my right hand without elbowing Mack in the stomach. Eventually, Mack’s hand settled into the cleft between my cheeks. The visual of all these guys stroking along with the extra stimulus of Mack’s hand had me super close, and I was worried I would cum any second. But I guess I wasn’t the only one who was close, because before I knew it, Ray was spurting his load out into the shower room. Every watched him, saying “yeahhhh,” or “niceeee.” That started sort of a chain reaction. Bart’s hand moved so fast on his cock that it became a blur and soon he was shooting his load really far – most of the way across the room. We all were impressed, and Jake said, “Damn, I love seeing that cum cannon in action, haha.” I stopped holding back and soon I was on the edge. I think maybe Mack was getting close too, because his hand started to tense up on my butt. I felt his finger touch the outside of my hole. Just as I started to cum, I thought I felt him slip a soapy finger in, but it happened so quickly and I came so hard I saw stars, so maybe I was imagining things. As I fell back into him, I saw Derek shoot his load, and then Jake. It seemed like Jake shot a kocaeli sınırsız escort bayan lot more jizz than anyone else had, though he didn’t shoot anywhere near as far as Bart. I had thought Mack was close, but he still hadn’t cum yet. After their orgasms, it seemed like the guys were less interested in watching Mack’s cock and more interested in getting clean. But then again, Derek and especially Jay were still watching us pretty closely. “Mm, I’m getting close,” Mack grunted into my ear. “I wanna cum on that nice little butt of yours….shoot my load all over it….but I don’t want you getting to furry back there yet….here” – he turned me to face him – “I’ll shoot on that little boy dick.. and then… maybe… it’ll grow…into…a nice…big…man’s cock…like…mine UNNNH!” As he started cumming I don’t know what came over me, but I almost dropped to my knees. Suddenly, I wanted nothing more than his cum in my mouth, along with as much of that monster dong as I could fit. But then I looked down and saw him blasting rope after rope of thick white jizz into my relatively sparse pubes and on my still-hard dick. He kept grunting and gripping my shoulder with his free hand as he shot seven or eight loads. Every muscle on his body seemed to tense and bulge. As he came down from his orgasm, his eyes met mine and he smiled and nodded breathlessly. With my back still to everyone else, I swiped my finger through some of the cum on my dick and brought it to my mouth to taste and swallow it. Mack’s eyes widened, and then he raised his eyebrows in a silent question. I nodded, and he nodded back with a smirk. We had carried on a whole conversation unbeknownst to the other guys, but I was pretty sure I was on the same page with Mack. The last rope of Mack’s cum had slingshot back and landed on his abs, where the thick white cream stood out sharply against his black skin. Mack looked down and noticed it, scoping it up with his finger. He then quickly put me in a play headlock, turning me back around to face the wall, and popped his jizz covered finger in my mouth. I sucked it clean, swirling my tongue all around it, again out of view of the rest of the guys who thought we were just roughhousing. He let me go with a couple extra pats on the back. “Damn I love blowing loads, but I dunno what’s worse – getting cum out of your pubes in the shower, or how bad I have to piss like right after I cum,” Jake said with a laugh. “And I just pissed before!” Everybody laughed along as we all tried to clean ourselves up. I didn’t try too hard; I liked knowing Mack’s baby batter was all soaked into my pubes. And hey, maybe it would help my cock grow. I looked back at his wonder of a penis, now pointed down and hanging heavy. As I watched, Mack casually began to piss hands-free down into the little gutter along the wall of the shower room. I followed his lead and let it flow, though with my significantly lighter dick my stream hit the wall instead of going straight down. After we’d all toweled off, I was getting dressed as Mack walked up and asked if I was ready to go. I had almost forgotten we were riding home with his brother. We walked across the parking lot and to an older two door not-quite-sportscar with a guy who looked like a bigger, bearded, older version of Mack in the driver’s seat. “Yo Malcolm, is it cool if we bring home my buddy Rocky?” Mack asked his brother. “Sure, why not. I got nothing better to do I guess,” his brother answered. “Ordinarily I’d say you should take the front seat since you’re getting out first, but you’re way smaller than me, so it’s way easier for you to sit in the back seat” Mack said. He opened the door, flipped the seat forward, and held it as I crawled into the back. I was suddenly aware of how my ass was facing right at him. I sat down in the middle of the back seat, and saw Malcolm staring at me in the rearview mirror. “Uh, thanks…man,” I stammered, once again nervous to be around an even older guy. “Anytime, buddy. I was watching you walk across the parking lot and I was wondering who this new dude was with the cute tight little butt. You just move here or something? Malcolm asked as Mack fixed the seat and got in. “Easy there bro…my dude Rocky is only in seventh grade. He just came and worked out with us today for the first time. So cool it,” Mack said. “Oh damn, dude. Sorry. You know I can never tell the age of white people,” Malcolm said as he gave me a little nod in the mirror. As we drove Malcolm fiddled with the radio, and asked me for directions to my house. Then he asked, “Hey wait a minute…so what made you work out today? Isn’t it supposed to be just ninth graders?” “Uh…well uh….Mack said I should,” I mumbled. “Oh really! Huh…how bout that,” Malcolm said, looking at his brother in the passenger seat. “Rocky here is only in seventh grade, bro.” “Shut up,” Mack said with a laugh and a smile. I wasn’t sure what Malcolm was getting at, but I had some suspicions. And those suspicions made me wonder if everyone in Mack’s family had fat schlongs like his. But before I knew it, we were pulling into my driveway. I was happy to see that Mom and Dad weren’t home yet – I felt like I might have another load brewing in my teenage nuts. Mack got out and folded down the seat. As I was crawling out, I heard Malcolm give a low whistle as my butt was in full view. As I stood up outside the car, he said, “Come on, let’s see that cute little white boy butt!” I looked up at Mack, who just rolled his eyes and shook his head. I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and dropped them and my briefs to moon Malcolm. “Woohoo! Hot damn, that is one sweet ass!” he hollered. I pulled my drawers back up and Mack got back in the car as we all laughed. As Malcolm put the car in reverse he leaned across Mack to say, “Pleasure to meet you Rocky – and I’ll be happy to give you a ride anytime.” As they pulled out of the driveway, it didn’t take long for me to decide that I definitely needed to blow another load, asap. Send me an email, let me know what you think – open to suggestions, too. 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