Discovering Nevin Part 1
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This is how I wanted it to be
The best part of my day in high school was last period when I had PE. I didn't look forward to the name calling and taunting from the jocks. But I looked forward to seeing my classmate Nevin in his white briefs. He was in most of my classes and all day I would get boners looking at his wavy black hair and his sexy thin body in his street clothes.
But in gym class I would rush to the locker room so I could see him unzip his pants and I would get a nice but quick view of his package in his jc penney briefs. In those days no one undressed completely when changing into the gym clothes.
It wasn't just Nevin, I got to see a lot of guys in briefs. I learned how to look without staring for the most part, but Nevin drew my eye the most because I thought he might be like me. I didn't have the nerve to do anything about it. I couldn't risk making a mistake. It was the 70s and I went to a school where most guys were more interested in fixing cars rather than academics.
As much as I hated the coach, one day he impetuously did something that changed everything.
He sent us back to the locker room and quickly announced that no one was to leave until we all took showers. Yikes. Where did this come from? I froze, then dithered a bit, pretending to undress completely while I waited to see what others were doing.
In all the confusion I lost track of Nevin. And then I heard the kind of taunting that was common on the ball field or basketball court and the object of the taunts was Nevin, naked in the shower with a hardon.
As usual I lusted for him but I also felt bad for him. He probably wanted to magically disappear. Thankfully the coach barked at the neanderthals and Nevin quickly grabbed a towel, went to his locker and threw on his clothes without making eye contact with anyone.
But I kept my eye on him. I hoped that Nevin's dick had given me the answer.