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My name is Steve and I live in Belgium that's Europe for geography less developed people let's start with my description (Europe means go metric). Being 185 cm and 70 kg I'm not that muscled. The color of my hair is light brown and my eyes are a greenish gray. I live in Europe and without specifying where I'd have to say it is a small country where people do not speak English as their natural language. This way I want to apologize in advance for the sometimes unnatural sentences.
It has been a few years since I graduated because now I am in my early twenties but I remember Alan as vividly as ever. Each day we were in the same room for about seven hours but we weren't that close because he was more outgoing than I was. Alan was about he same height as me but broader and more muscled. His black hair and eyes came as a package with a smile that made you weak. His perfectly toned body was a result of being a natural athlete so during gym he excelled in most of the sports. Al this made him very popular and desirable for girls of whom he did not have a shortage.
In my old school the first months in gym all we did was run, endurance, mile after mile. Our coach gradually made us run longer and longer distances. This activity made me in the autumn less of an enthusiast of gym class. What made up was the fact that the class was split up guys together and girls together. The changing into our gym clothes was the highlight of that day. Especially the look of Alan in nothing but his boxers made the day more interesting. He had the perfect tan for a divine sculpted body and the bulge between his legs made me fantasize about his size. It was however frustrating that taking a shower was not encouraged so I was deprived of a view of his goods or any goods for that matter.
You can imagine my surprise when after our usual laps around school property our coach started a speech. While we were stretching he began to talk about showering after class and how we shouldn't be embarrassed, for the less developed among us, to take a shower. My mind imagined Alan and other guys naked parading around in the locker room. I got really excited, thank god no one noticed the visible signs. When we were changing I heard Alan start a conversation about bringing their shower gear next time. Alan, as one of the more popular guys, created more of a response than our coach and some of the others seemed persuaded.
In fact it was no surprise that he and those others took the lead. Alan, as the others, played soccer and that is the no 1 sport in my country. They were used to showering with other guys their age. We played soccer during gym in spring and Alan was good at it, hence partially his popularity. Alan moved like a virtuoso with a ball, I watched him closely the past year for one way or the other he seemed to attract my attention.
Two days later our next gym class started with a lap warming up. I brought my showering gear eager to `compare' some parts of bodies revealed to me. Coach made us run more than three miles along side the canal that runs past our city. Usually I'm just an average runner and finish in the middle of the pack but this time it was different. I seemed to move in overdrive and only Alan finished ahead of me. This running thing was also one of his specialties.
Walking into the locker room, the guys that shower can finish early, I heard the noise of falling water on the floor and on a body. No one else was already there except Alan. I saw his boxers and shirt lying there on the bench and my stomach turned. Quickly I stripped down, my confidence about my body was not high but I would not miss this opportunity, equipped with a towel and showering gel I entered the showers.
Alan had just soaped his face leaving me the perfect opportunity to check out his entire body for some time. The first thing I obviously noticed was his penis that, I guess, was about four inches. His remarkable uncut, always here in Europe, golden stick hung so massively between his muscled legs. His exquisite body had the perfect extension. Above it a bit of black hair that stood out against his mostly hairless wide chest. Trained abs, wide shoulders and muscled arms made the dream complete. I got shivers down my spine and was noticeably losing control over my equipment. Looking for a spot not to near but not to far I turned my back to him while he rinsed of his face.
"Hi Steve" Alan said. "Hey you were fast today" he continued.
"Yeah my legs felt good" I replied. "I hope the coach noticed" I continued making small talk.
"Bet he did" Alan said.
I started soaping myself almost entirely turned away from him. Nevertheless I could see that while he continued to clean his glorious appearance he also gave me quick looks mostly below the waist. Given his experience with other guys his age it wasn't likely that it was merely comparing. Also his tool seemed longer and wider than before or did I just imagine that.
Now with regained control over my equipment I decided to take a test. As I casually and slowly turned towards him I monitored his every move. Alan's eyes focused between my legs, later on I was told that non aroused 5 inch penises were not that common, and his eyes widened. All this attention and Alan's luscious body were too much to handle. This time I could no longer avoid my excitement my erection was there to fast and my 7 inch dick stood out against my body. Panic was my first reaction, my mind at 150 miles an hour was looking for escape possibilities, afraid of the Armageddon of my life at school ,home and town.
Strangely enough Alan seemed nor surprised nor amused. He looked into my eyes and came closer. Only at that time I realized his own growing excitement and the shine in his big brown eyes. As we closed in on each other I closed my eyes and like in a trance our lips met. Time stood still as our tongues intertwined for what seemed like an eternity. Until this moment I never taught this could happen to me, finally another guy that felt the same way as I did, this caused euphoria that lifted my spirits.
The touch of his hand against my penis made me come back down to earth. He started moving his hand up and down the shaft. I broke free from our kiss to gasp from pleasure when he went down onto his knees. Pushing me against the wall and to my surprise I saw Alan open his mouth and took a large portion of my penis into his mouth. It felt like heaven his inner parts enclosed my pole. His lips, tongue and mouth were working to give me pleasure. This new, warm and humid environment excited me completely.
My momentum was near because of the unceasing efforts of Alan. He moved back and forth almost letting it out and then taking it back in. I whispered to him that I was getting there but it only made him boost his efforts. I came into his mouth and it felt like my mind exploded from joy. I leaned against the wall completely satisfied and relaxed.
When I saw Alan with his visible excitement I was turned on. Not wasting anymore time I got down onto the floor right before his magnificent hard penis. It seemed about 6-1/2 inches long what to me still seemed monstrous because I never had given anyone head before, I hadn't given anything period. While my mouth approached his penis I opened my mouth to receive him.
Once inside it created a kick of having such a huge thing inside you. Moving my tongue and cheeks around Alan's tool excited me more than I could have imagined. He started to move his body towards me and then again away from me. Alan held on to my head grasping my hair while he continued to move more rapidly. I tried to keep his penis tighter in my mouth with my tongue nervously licking around his shaft. I heard his breath accelerate into a gasping for air. He could no longer control it and with a repressed moan he came inside my mouth. Not sure what to do I held it there and tasted it's warm salty texture before I decided to swallow it.
This experience dazzled both of us and we sat down side by side against the shower wall. Neither of us said one word during the time we tried to cope with what just had happened. The noise of the others, coach had made them do some stretching after their run, came into the locker room and got us out of our trance. We silently and quickly finished our shower. We didn't look at each other while we were changing and also as we walked toward our classroom, in separate groups like always.
I grabbed my bag and entered the room and went to my seat in the back somewhat dazzled and disappointed but to my surprise Alan looked at me before he sat down and gave me a quick smile. Need I say that my running improved miraculously and that by the end of the semester I could keep up with Alan's excruciating pace and not only on the track, if you catch my drift.
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