It had been a tough day for Steve. His chest ached, his biceps were sore, and his quads twitched with the signs of a tough workout. But this hadn't been a workout for pleasure. This had been a competition. His high school had fought hard, and with their extreme power and muscle, were able to become the State Champions in power lifting! So as Steve walked gingerly to the showers, he was riding cloud nine, knowing that his buddies and he were going to be taking home a huge trophy. It was well earned, too. The boys had trained for over a year, benching, squatting, curling, and lifting. These efforts had their positive sides, too. All the boys on the team, ranging from 15-18 years old, had developed extremely ripped bodies. Steve himself was a Greek God. At only 17, he had turned his already toned physique into a huge mass of muscle. He also had a face that truly made all the girls, and some of the guys, melt. He had a head of sandy blonde hair, which was followed by two baby blue eyes. He had a sloped nose, which pointed toward his sensuous full lips. He had a distinct jaw line, giving him a sexy, angular face. His body, though, put the David to shame. From months of working out, Steve had developed an obscenely developed upper body. His shoulders were his most outstanding feature. They were easily the most broad shoulders in his school
This helped him get that sexy "V" shape torso, which was even more accentuated by his 29" waist. His meaty pecs jutted out from his ribs, which then sloped down into a chiseled 8 pack. Moving down further, one would notice that he was completely smooth. Steve never much cared for body hair. Not that he need to shave much. He was naturally smooth, only needing to shave his pubes off every now and again. Yes, he was teased, but hey. It was what he wanted, what he felt the most comfortable in. Besides, his girlfriend loved it. His smooth crotch really brought out his package. That was one thing he never had to work out, in order to make it big. He was well endowed from the start. His gargantuan cock hung 6 inches, SOFT, followed by his smooth balls. On either side of those, his massive quads loomed. There was so little fat, one could even see every sinewy detail of those big muscles. Not to be forgotten, however, was Steve's bubble ass. From months of doing squats, the sheer size of his butt pulled back the seat of his jeans, making his well endowed crotch become even more evident. Even the "relaxed fit" jeans did nothing to ease the "tightness".
It was this heavenly bod that walked into the high school locker room. Steve, still high on his schools success, was walking to his locker, giving high fives to all his buddies. He couldn't suppress a smile. There school wasn't very good in any athletic event, but this championship had definitely given their ego a well deserved boost. As Steve stopped at his locker, he pulled down his black mesh shorts, and sweaty jockstrap in one fluid motion, not minding the awe filled stares as his cock, now 7" soft due to the heat, fell out and bobbed between his legs. Grabbing a towel, he swung it over his shoulder, and made his way to the shower room, still giving high fives to his friends as he passed them. It was late, and he knew that they were all leaving. His ass cheeks bounced as his weight shifted as he walked, giggling a little bit as the muscle tensed, then relaxed, then tensed, and relaxed again. Setting his towel on a rack outside the showers, Steve made his way inside. The shower room was just that: A room filled with shower heads at various points on the four walls, with a central drain in the middle. All the heads were vacant, except one. As Steve walked to an isolated head, he nodded his head to his teammate Kevin, who was currently soaping his chest at the occupied one. Kevin nodded back, not really knowing who the guy who just entered was, because he still had soap in his eyes, and his vision was blurry. He turned back to rinse his chest.
Steve put his hand over the shower head, and turned on the water, his hand blocking the frigid water that would hopefully turn warm soon. With nothing better to do, he stole glances at Kevin, who by now had turned, his back to Steve. Steve was straight. He knew he was. He had a girlfriend. But he couldn't fight having ... urges. Urges to do what, he didn't know. But he always felt strange around muscle boys. He felt ... turned on. He never vocalized this, for fear of being branded a "fag" but that didn't make the feelings go away. And Kevin, as he soaped up his own muscle frame, wasn't making Steve's urges go away. Kevin was, in fact, another muscle god. Though taller than Steve, at 6'2", he had managed to work his way into a body that all people envied. Kevin was the same age as Steve, 17, and a senior, but unlike Steve, who had always been meaty, Kevin really had to work for his muscle. Up until his sophomore year, Kevin had been tall, and lanky. One of those kids who would be labeled "awkward" due to their height and weight ratio. Sick of being a twig, Kevin started to down the protein shakes, and lift the heavy weights after his sophomore year. And in three short months, the little meat that was on his bones grew to enormous proportions. His best feature was his chest. It was huge! He could never find shirts that fit him. His 28" waist could hardly fill the lower hem of a medium T shirt, while his chest nearly burst the seams of an XL! So, needless to say, finding clothes that fit was hard. All in all, though, Steve and Kevin now had similar builds: just fucking huge.
It was Kevin's frame that Steve was admiring, when the effects of Steve's "urges" began to become evident. He took a worried glance down to his cock, to see that it had gone from a soft 7" to a semi hard 10". The water, now warm, was beating down on Steve's back, as he wondered how the hell he could hide it. Still panicking, he looked back to see that Kevin had made an abrupt turn, probably to wash his back, but was now openly staring at Steve's semi. Kevin managed to jerk his eyes back up, but not before both boys knew what had just conspired between them. They both knew that for some reason, they were attracted to each other, but they had no idea why. Kevin's own 5" soft dick went right from soft, to a 9" semi. Almost comically, both boys did an about face, and turned to face the wall, and began to soap up.
After the excitement seemed to die down, Kevin broke the ice, as if to ease any tension that the boys had formed a few moments earlier.
"I saw you squatting. You were fucking great! I never knew you could do so much ... Your not on 'roids, are you??"
Kevin laughed, showing that he was joking. Steve picked up on this, and ran with it, eager to get the sexual tension behind them.
"Dude, don't be modest. We all saw you break the state record when you benched. I though your pecs were going to burst out of your fucking skin! Your the one on 'roids!"
Now, with the atmosphere at ease again, Kevin turned to Steve, his cock now only a semi. He spoke to Steve without worry, interested in the topic.
"Ha! I wish. But you know what they do to your nuts. I don't want to risk it ... but hey, you were right about the benching. My pecs are hard as rocks! It's like I go right from skin, to muscle! Nothing in between! It's like feeling steel! C'mon, feel these things. My pecs have never been this hard!"
It was now that Steve stopped soaping himself, and wondered if Kevin knew what he was saying. Not 5 minutes ago, they had been checking each other out, now Kevin wanted to have his tits felt up? If Steve declined, Kevin would think something was up. What the hell? They were only checking on Kev's muscle development. Nothing "gay" about that, right? Washing off any excess soap, Steve made his way toward Kevin, holding his hand out, almost visibly shaking. When he got with arms length, his fingers made contact with Kevin's hard tits, and Steve's eyes widened in momentary surprise. It was if they were made of marble! When Steve pressed harder, the tan skin turned white, then upon release, the skin turned back to its darker hue. Almost entranced, Steve brushed his thumb against Kev's nipple, which was now growing hard.
Kev let out a sharp intake of breath. He had very sensitive nips. Steve, giving in to the "urge" brought up his other hand, and began to cup both of Kevin's pecs, massaging slowly. Kevin had his head back, eyes closed, not realizing how erotic a few caresses could be. His breathing picked up, and his abs contracted, the ridges in between them becoming evident. Steve saw this, and began to trace his fingers over each ab. Needless to say, both boys had raging hardons. Steve, with his gargantuan dick, was now at a whopping 13". Kevin wasn't far behind with his 11" meat. Both boys were far gone in the throws of passion, and neither one wanted it to stop. Kevin popped his eyes open, determined on taking this further. He licked his lips, and began to inch his face closer to Steve's. Both boys brought their faces together, and their lips touched. Electricity passed between them as their lips parted, and their tongues mingled. Steve let out a soft moan into Kevin's mouth, and Kevin took it as a sign to kick it up a notch. He wrapped his arms around Steve's waist, closing any remaining gap that went between them. The two cocks slid against their abs, as precum drizzled out of both their piss slits.
Their kissing became more frantic, passionate. A battle of the tongues ensued, and two pair of hands roamed all over each others bodies. Steve pulled away reluctantly, and looked into Kevin's eyes. He started to bend his knees, as he slid to the shower floor. He was going to suck dick, for the first time. He was so new to this, but it felt so ... right. As he lowered himself, he kissed a trail down Kevin's toned body. He sucked each nipple, getting the nubs hard, getting an audible moan from Kevin as he threw his head back in his horniness. Steve licked his way over each ab, taking the time to stick his tongue into Kevin's innie. Steve's hands, roamed all over Kevin's back, starting to massage each globe of his bubble ass. Now, Steve was facing Kevin's cock. It stood out, in it's glory, a glob of precum dripping out of the slit. Taking a deep breath, Steve went in, licking the head, and getting his first taste of man cream. He swallowed, and now knew that this was what he wanted. Not pussy, not girls ... cock. That was it. His mouth engulfed 5 inches of Kevin's meat. Kevin let out an uninhibited loud moan, and placed his hands on the back of Steve's head, guiding him.
"Oh, Steve. Suck me. Please ... Go down on my dick ... yess ... ohhh"
Steve was still new. There was no way he could take all 11 inches of that cock. But he was damn well gonna try. He got to 6 inches, and couldn't take anymore. He started to bob up and down, while his hands started to part Kev's cheeks, feeling the smooth crevasse that would lead to Kev's most private spot. The excess soap and water provided a great lube, and while Kev was getting the blowjob of his life, his virgin hole was getting it's own massage with Steve's fingers. Kevin began to buck into Steve's face. He was getting close. Kevin's face began to bead up with sweat, which the shower stream quickly washed away. While Steve got his face fucked, he was busy with his own member, pounding away with his right hand, while his left was busy, his pointer finger now knuckle deep in Kevin's hot hole. Kevin was gasping for air, and in between, he managed to mumble.
"I'm ... gonna ... cum ... fuuuccckkk ..."
Steve had no intention of backing off. He had gone this far, he had had a taste of Kevin's juices, and now he wanted it all.
"Shoot ... in me ... now ...."
He turned his mouth into a vacuum, sliding up and down Kevin's prick, slobbering to make it more wet. Steve looked up, just in time to see Kevin open his mouth, letting out a low growl. With one final plunge, Kevin unloaded himself into Steve's mouth, all his muscles tensed. Spurt after spurt of hot cum filled Steve's mouth, and he greedily swallowed the entire load, with only a drop or two that dribbled down his chin. He removed his finger from Kevin's hole, and stood up, panting, wiping the excess cum off his chin, only to suck it into his mouth. The boys looked at each other, now in a totally different light. Not a word was spoken between them, until Kevin looked down, and saw that Steve's 13 incher was still hard as ever. Kevin looked up to Steve, a sneer on his face.
"Your turn ..."
Well, I decided to keep this short. Should I continue? Thanks for reading. :-D