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Subject: Jockboy adventures – Andy chapter 2 This chapter is mostly true. Send me an email, let me know what you think – open to suggestions, too. And if you had cool 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 – Andy Chapter 2 – Skinnydipping and Porn So that was basically the routine all winter – going to Nick’s with the guys after school on every day neither team had a game or a meet, and then going to practice. I got closer with the other basketball guys, which was cool. In the winter we didn’t get as sweaty during gym class, but Nick and I continued showering after every class. The warm water felt good, and it was good to get clean. Between that and my shower after swim practice, I don’t think I showered at my own house for about four months. Nick noticed my shave job of course. I explained that it was a varsity swim initiation thing, but I didn’t go into the details of what had happened after. The basketball team had their own little team room, so even though our practices were similar times, I rarely saw my basketball buddies. I guess everybody on their team went home to shower. I guess Nick had picked up showering from his football teammates. Seemed like the basketball team had a very different vibe from what I had seen and overheard from the wrestling team. I was curious about what all went on in there with those guys. One day after gym I mentioned to Nick that I had overheard the wrestlers talking about pissing in the showers. “You guys ever do that on the football team?” I asked him. “Oh yeah, like all the time. There’s way too many of us that have to piss after practice and there’s only 2 urinals, so we just come in here and aim for the drain. You guys don’t?” he asked, meaning my teams, I assumed. “Not that I’ve seen. For cross country, everybody just pisses in the woods along the trail when they need to. And for swimming, I think everybody just pisses in the pool…I mean…I know I do,” I confessed with a laugh, and Nick joined in. “Nice. Guess you wouldn’t have to go in here then,” Nick laughed. “But it’s no big deal, all goes the same place. And I mean, everybody pisses in their shower at home.” “Do you? Haha good, I didn’t know if I was the only one!” I said with relief. “Dude, every morning. Not like I can get my morning wood to point down into the john anyhow,” Nick said. “I know, right?” I said with a laugh, as I couldn’t help but picture Nick with his raging morning hard on. I felt my own cock start to chub a little. “Well, all right, let me give it a try…” I said as I turned and stepped towards one of the drains. It’s funny, when you’re clothed, stepping up to a toilet or urinal and taking your dick out is a signal to your body that it’s time to piss. When you’re already naked, it’s harder to get things flowing. Eventually I did though, and Nick made a point of walking to where he could see my piss streaming into the drain. “Nice, bro. Feels good, right? Nice and free,” Nick said with a wink. So pissing in the showers became part of our post-gym class ritual, too. I never had a chance to catch any wrestlers doing it, because the winter sports season ended before I had a chance to be in the locker room at the same time as them again. A couple of weeks later I started track and Nick started baseball. As the weather got hotter, our shower after gym class became more necessary again. We were all pretty sweaty one day, and we almost got Nick’s other friend Keith to hit the showers with us, but he wimped out. Some lame excuse about not having a towel. We weren’t hanging out after school anymore, because I had practice right after school. But we started hanging out a bit on the weekends. One Friday, Nick said I should come over and hang out at his house the next day. We both had morning practices, and then I went over in the afternoon. Nick came to the door in just a pair of gym shorts. As we made our way towards the basement, we passed by the kitchen where Nick’s dad was making some food. He was also shirtless. “That’s my Dad,” Nick said. “Dad, this is Andy, we were gonna go down and play some video games.” “Hi Mr. -” I began. “Call me Nick. Or Big Nick, if you need to differentiate,” he cut me off as he grabbed my hand in a big firm handshake. “Uh, ok,” I said with a nervous laugh. From the moment he turned towards us I was distracted by how hairy his chest was. As we left the kitchen and walked downstairs I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Some of the senior guys on the swim team had really nice builds, abs and pecs and everything and Big Nick wasn’t that chiseled. He had muscle mass, but was thicker and meatier. But I had never seen anyone as overwhelmingly manly as Big Nick. The muscles, the fur, the beard, the way he carried himself, it all added up to a model of masculinity. “Wow dude, you’re Dad’s really hairy,” I said to Nick as we settled in to play. “Yeah, haha, I guess. Your Dad’s not that hairy?” he replied. “No way, he’s got some, but your Dad’s way hairier,” I said. “Cool. I’m getting there,” Nick said, pointing at some dark hairs that were coming in around his nipples. “Nice man, that’s awesome. Still just pits and pubes for me,” I added, a bit forlorn. “You’ll get there bro. Besides, it’d just be more to shave for swimming, right?” Nick tried to cheer me up. “Yeah, you’re right. Can’t help but feel intimidated around you hairy Italians, strutting around with your shirts off,” I playfully threw a pillow at him and we started roughhousing a little. “Oh yeah. My mom took my sisters to one of their dance competitions all day, and Dad and I usually relax the dress code a little when we’ve got the house to ourselves,” Nick explained. “Hope you don’t mind.” “Oh nah man, it’s cool,” I replied. “Do you have to have hair on your chest to take your shirt off, or can I join?” “Haha go for it man,” Nick answered. I stripped my shirt off, and we played video games for a while. We stopped when Nick said he needed a piss break, and both went upstairs to take şişli travesti a leak. There was a little half bath right off the main hallway that Nick stepped into. He didn’t bother to shut the door before hauling his cock and balls out over the waistband of his shorts. It looked like he was going commando. He never stopped talking to me , so I just stood outside the open doorway and chatted with him while he pissed away. I guess it really wasn’t any different that the conversations we’d had while one or both of us was pissing in the locker room showers. I was glad my pubes had fully grown back in by now, though. He finished, shook off, and put away his junk. He stepped out without flushing and gestured for me to go ahead. I stepped up and pulled my shorts and boxers down under my balls. I aimed my cock down at the already-yellow water and let it go while Nick was still ranting. Just as I started though, Nick’s focus changed and he said, “oh, hey Dad.” “You guys doing okay? Want something to eat or drink?” I heard Big Nick say, his voice drawing closer. “Uh, I don’t know, what do you think?” Nick turned the question to me. “Uh, I don’t know…yeah, I guess I’m a little thirsty,” I said. Before I could finish pissing, Big Nick was just a foot from me, right outside the open door. “Yeah, looks like you’re a little dehydrated,” he said with a laugh as he gestured at the bright yellow toilet bowl. As my piss stream tapered off, he gave me a pat on the shoulder and said “Come on to the kitchen when you’re done, we got lots of drinks to choose from.” I shook off and pull my boxers and shorts back up as he walked away. After I flushed, Nick said, “Sorry man, my Dad isn’t much for boundaries, haha.” “Nah dude, it’s cool. He’s cool. Funny,” I said. And it actually was cool. Big Nick was so welcoming and instantly comfortable with me that it made me feel comfortable with him. We got some sodas and headed back downstairs. Soon it was almost dinner time and I needed to get home. Nick was still playing, so I grabbed my shirt and walked upstairs on my own. Big Nick was sprawled out on the couch with his hands behind his head. I could see his furry chest, and see that his arm pits were also very hairy, and his shorts had ridden up some to show off even more of his hairy muscular legs. “Hey buddy, you heading out?” he asked me. “Yeah, I have to get home for dinner,” I answered. “All right, well good to have you. You’re welcome anytime,” he said. “Thanks,” I said. “Although, you’ll probably prefer coming on days like this, when it’s just us guys, and my wife and the girls aren’t here to bother us. We can be a little more relaxed,” he added with a laugh. “Seems like you’d fit right in.” Did he wink at me? “Yeah, seems cool. Thanks again, see you later,” I said as I left. As I biked home I couldn’t stop thinking about how cool Big Nick was and how cool it must be for Nick to have him for a Dad. As the school year ended, I started hanging out at Nick’s more often. Usually on the weekends when his mom and sisters were away at those dance competitions. Big Nick never had a shirt on, and a lot of times he’d be outside doing yard work barechested. Some days all three of us would shoot baskets – both Nicks were way better than me at basketball, but it was still fun. I was pretty sure they were both always freeballing under their gym shorts. None of us bothered closing the bathroom door when we needed to piss, either. I was really curious to see how big Big Nick was, but I couldn’t ever get a look at his meat without being totally obvious. And I didn’t want to risk ruining the really cool vibe. As the end of the year approached, the weather got really hot. Nick, Keith, and I were catching our breath and sweating our balls off after doing the mile run in gym class. “Damn I can’t wait to get home and go swimming,” I panted. “Dude, you have a pool?” Nick asked with excitement. “Why didn’t I know that?” “Well, we only got to be friends this year, and it hasn’t been that hot yet…” I answered. “So can we come over after school and swim too?” Keith asked. “Sure,” I said with a shrug. I didn’t have friends over very often, but my parents always said I could, so it should be fine. They wouldn’t be home until later anyway. After class, I told them to toss their gym shorts in his backpack so he’d have something to swim in. We got to my house and I went to my room to put on a bath suit. By the time I came back out, Nick and Keith were both changed into their gym shorts and ready to jump in. We swam around some, roughhoused, used the slide and the diving board. After a while Nick stood on the diving board and said, “I kinda wanna jump in naked.” “Do it!” Keith egged him on. I had swam naked in my pool a few times when no one was home, but Nick was out on the diving board, where some of our neighbors could easily see him. “Can I dude?” Nick asked with a devilish grin and his hands already hooked inside the waistband of his shorts. “Sure man, go for it,” I gave in. I mean…who cares? None of our neighbors were probably home yet, and we weren’t hurting anything. Nick dropped his wet shorts and tossed them on the side of the board. He gave a yell as he did a sloppy cannonball, cock and balls flopping. Keith and I were still laughing when Nick came back up for air. “Haha! Feels great! Always wanted to try skinny dipping, and it feels awesome!” Nick exclaimed. “You’ve never skinnydipped?” I asked. For how casual Nick and Big Nick were about nudity, it just seemed like he would have done some naked swimming. “Nope. I don’t have a pool,” Nick said with a shrug. “You probably skinnydip all the time!” “Not really…I’ve swam naked a few times here. And once at school at the end of practice, haha,” I answered. “We’ll I’d swim like this all the time if I could,” Nick said as he swam over to the edge, feeling the water on his body. “You guys should try it.” Nick was over next to the board, and lifted himself partway out of the water, reaching for his discarded shorts. His bare ass was facing right at us, cheeks parting as he stretched and showing a good bit of hair in his crack around his hole. I couldn’t help beylikdüzü travesti but stare at it. It reminded me of rookie initiations for swim, and Brian’s furry trench. I kind of wanted to stick my finger in and see if Nick liked it as much as my teammates had. “Yeah man, okay,” I eventually said, once Nick had submerged his muscular fuzzy ass again. I followed his lead, and dropped my trunks next to the board before diving in. When I came up, Nick and Keith were cheering for me. Nick was now standing in the shallow end, his dick looking big and floppy, hanging down over his balls. He was the right height for the tip of his cock to just touch the water. I had seen Nick naked so many times after gym, but somehow this felt different. Maybe because we were outside, doing something a little naughty, being naked somewhere we shouldn’t be. But I realized Nick had really grown up a lot since the fall. He was more muscular for sure, had even thicker pubes, hair around his nipples and a small growing patch in the center of his chest. And I didn’t remember his dong looking that fat and long either. He was trying to talk Keith into skinnydipping, but Keith wasn’t going for it. He just sat on the steps in his gym shorts. Keith was a bigger guy, but he was on the hockey and lacrosse teams, so he was still in decent shape. From everything I had heard, hockey players were usually some of the least modest guys, but…I guess Keith was the exception. Nick and I swam around a little bit more. I started to chub some, and I think Nick was too. Soon I started to get nervous that my mom would come home and find us naked in the pool, so I said we should probably get dressed. Nick and Keith decided they should probably be getting home anyway, so they headed out. When my mom got home she freaked out that we had been swimming – of course I didn’t mention we were naked – with no one home. She was super worried about one of us drowning, and the family being liable, and so on. And then I got to hear it all again from my Dad when he got home. So it didn’t look like that would be happening again any time soon. Well, at least we’d had some naked fun while we could. So we went back to hanging out primarily at Nick’s. Once summer hit, his sisters went to a babysitter and his parents were working, so we had the run of the house. Sometimes it would be a group of us, and I’d usually end up trying to keep up playing basketball with the actual basketball team. If it was the weekend, it was more likely to be me, Nick, and Big Nick, all of us barechested with them going commando. They both just never wore shirts, so I got in the habit of stripping mine off as soon as I got there. So Nick and I were both shirtless one weekday when me and Keith hanging out at Nick’s. We were kind of bored, looking for something to do. “Hey, let’s bust into your dad’s porn collection,” Keith suggested. “What?!” I had been hanging out at Nick’s a lot, and this was the first I’d heard about a porn collection in the house. “I just found it a few days ago,” Nick explained. “Yeah, good idea.” He went upstairs, and I followed. I’d been upstairs a few times, but we usually hung out in the basement instead of Nick’s room. I followed him into his parents’ room. I looked around, thinking about how this was Big Nick’s space where he got dressed and undressed, wondering what kind of underwear (if any) was in his drawers. While I was checking out their big master bath, Nick was reaching up on a high shelf in their walk in closet. He pulled a VHS tape out of the box, said, “Haven’t seen this one yet,” shrugged, and we went back down to the living room. He popped the tape in the living room VCR, and Nick and I settled on opposite ends of the couch while Keith took the recliner. Up to that point, I had only seen softcore porn on Cinemax, and this was way better. It was a guy kicking back on a couch while a girl with huge tits sucked his cock. I was hard almost immediately. I usually tucked my boner up into my waistband to hide it, but that wasn’t really an option when I wasn’t wearing a shirt. Nick and Keith had both seen my dick before, but none of us had seen the others hard before. So I tried to point it up to the side. I think Nick and Keith were too preoccupied with the porn and their own boners to notice anyway. The guy in the porn had a huge cock, and it was kind of flopping around. It didn’t look anything like the boners I had, where my dick felt like it was so hard it could cut glass. “Damn, he’s getting sucked off and he can’t even stay hard?” Nick said in disbelief, echoing my own thoughts. “I know right?” I agreed. “I’d be hard as hell if she was doing that to me.” “I AM hard as hell, just watching it!” Nick exclaimed, and I laughed in agreement. Keith laughed too, but it was definitely more nervous. I thought back to the circle jerk we’d had after swim initiations, which was the last time I’d been around other guys when we were all boned up. I wondered if this was heading in a similar direction. But then I thought about how Keith wouldn’t shower or skinnydip with us, and I had a feeling he wouldn’t be into anything like that. The scene ended with the guy blowing a huge load in her mouth, which she mostly spat back onto his dick. “Whoa!” Nick exclaimed. I was glad I wasn’t the only one surprised by how much nut there was, or the way she spit. “All right guys, I gotta go home,” Keith said. “Ha, gonna go home and pound one out?” Nick asked as he paused the video. “…maybe,” Keith answered, blushing slightly. “Yeah man. I feel like I could blow a load at least that big,” Nick said with a laugh. As I was picturing Nick blowing a massive load like that, we saw his mom’s car pull in the driveway. “Shit! What’s she doing home?!” Nick rushed to get the tape out of the VCR and get it back upstairs, but there was no time. So he tucked the tape into the waistband of his shorts and threw on his t-shirt, just in time for his Mom to come in. I threw on my t-shirt too, and followed Nick as he headed upstairs. We stopped in the hall to chat with his mom, who had stopped home on her break to pick up something she’d forgotten. Keith said he was just istanbul travesti about to go, and Nick said we were on our way up to his room. By the time we got up the stairs, his mom was already yelling goodbye as she went back to work. We waited until she had pulled out of the driveway and then cautiously came back downstairs. “Keep watching?” Nick asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively. “Hell yeah man!” I answered. We popped the video back in, stripped our shirts back off, and settled back in on the couch. The next part of the video was pretty similar – a girl with huge tits worshipping a guy with a huge cock. She was licking it up and down, slapping it on her own tongue, and I was rock hard again in about a minute. I really wanted to stroke my cock, but I wasn’t sure how Nick would feel about it. “You really think Keith’s going home to beat off?” I asked Nick, testing the waters. “Definitely. He did the same thing the other day when we found the stash. How can you do anything else after watching this?” Nick answered with a laugh. “Haha, for real…” I trailed off as I let my right hand rest on my hard cock, which was now pointing up towards my left hip. I glanced over at Nick and saw his hard on pushing up on his shorts. He seemed too focused on the porn to notice or care. “Damn dude, you’re pitching a serious tent over there,” I said with a laugh. “Oh damn,” Nick laughed too, “guess so. What can I say, commando in gym shorts can’t hide much. And I mean come on…imagine her working your cock like that, her hands and her mouth…it would feel so fuckin good…” Nick trailed off as his hand dipped under his waistband and wrapped around his dick. “Don’t tell me you don’t have a boner right now too.” “Dude I’m hard as a rock,” I said, laughing and using my hand to wave my boner around in my shorts and show him. “Maybe Keith had the right idea…I’m dying to blow a load.” “He’s so weird about it though,” Nick said as we watched the girl try to deepthroat the massive cock. “Like he didn’t wanna admit that he jerks off, he’s gotta run home. And it’s not like he’s got the porn at home! It’s way better to jerk off while you’re watching.” “Yeah, right,” I agreed, excited about where Nick was heading with this. “I mean, we’re all guys, we all jerk off.” “Exactly, man,” Nick said. I could see his hand massaging his cock under his shorts. “Group of guys, watching porn, all boned up, nothing more natural than rubbing one out,” I said as I snuck my hand under the waistband of my shorts and boxers. “I was thinking the same thing, man,” Nick said. “Oh sweet,” I said with relief. I tucked the waist band of my shorts and boxers under my balls and my cock popped straight up. “Haha, nice man,” Nick laughed as he stood right up and shucked his shorts down to his ankles before sitting his bare ass back down on the couch. “Oh even better,” I laughed as I did the same. We both were mainly watching the porn, but I stole a few glances at Nick, and I saw him watching me. I was curious to see how my buddy worked his cock and how big it got when it was fully hard. It was a bit bigger than mine, but didn’t look as big as I remembered Ray’s and Jim’s. “That’s so hot…” Nick said, as the girl on screen bobbed up and down on the guys cock, her tits bouncing. “Yeah…I’m so close to cumming already,” I said, slowing down my strokes a little to prolong things. “Me too man,” Nick breathed heavily. I started stroking faster, focusing on just the head, shifting focus back and forth quickly from the porn to my cock (with an occasional glance at Nick). He was stroking faster too, and breathing heavier. I was right on the edge. “I’m gonna cum,” I half whispered between gasps, and then my cock erupted. My first shot landed up by my nipple, and the rest on my abs, flooding my belly button. Nick groaned out “Me too,” as he started coating his own chest just after I did. I was still oozing out the last of my teen jizz while I watched Nick shoot several ropes up onto his chest. When he came down from his orgasm, we looked at each other and started laughing. The girl on screen was moaning around the cock in her mouth while she fingered herself, and all of a sudden that was hilarious too. The guy pulled out and busted his nut all over her face. “Damn dude, I think you shot a bigger load than he did,” I said. “I don’t know about that,” Nick said. “And anyway, it’s just more to clean up. But that’s what great about not wearing a shirt – easy wipe down!” We both laughed as he grabbed the tissue box off the side table and put it between us. Soon we had cleaned ourselves off and had a pile of spooge-soaked tissues. We stood up and pulled our shorts back on, both of our cocks hanging nice and full, showing obviously. “You always freeball?” I asked Nick. “At home, yeah,” Nick confirmed my suspicions. “It’s just so nice to let everything breathe and hang.” He stepped his feet apart and shook his hips side to side, making his manhood swing back and forth between his legs. “Funny- you yell at me for freeballing in cross country, and that’s how you spend your whole summer,” I retorted. “Well that’s different, you gotta have the right support for sports. Can’t have your junk flopping around when you gotta concentrate on other things. But at home…why not be as close to naked as possible?” “Yeah man, I get it. Might have to try it. My mom will probably wonder why there’s no underwear in the wash though…” “Oh. Yeah,” Nick replied, “I guess it’s easier for me cause my Dad freeballs a lot too, and he told Mom it was fine if I did.” Another of my suspicions confirmed! “I think she’s just happy to have less laundry to do.” “Your Dad is cool. You’re lucky,” I sighed. “Yeah, I guess so. Well man, if you can’t freeball all the time, you can definitely freeball when you’re here!” Nick offered with a smile. “Thanks man, I’ll probably take you up on that!” So that became the basic routine – a few times a week, I’d ride my bike over to Nick’s (didn’t have my license yet). Nick would usually already be shirtless and commando in basketball shorts, and I’d strip off my shirt and take off my boxers within a few seconds of arriving. We’d play video games or shoot baskets for a while and then usually end up raiding Big Nick’s porn stash. We’d watch some, and then take out our boners and blow a load. The more times we did it, the less shy we were about watching each other work our cocks.

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