The Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica 6 by Jakubowski Maxim

Author:Jakubowski Maxim
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781780337111
Publisher: Constable & Robinson

After spring vacation Drake’s schedule changed. Gym was now the last class of the day, three times a week. He was never in a hurry to leave school at the end of the day, not looking forward much to the walk home that took nearly an hour. So after gym class he didn’t rush to get dressed the way he used to. He didn’t have to worry about getting a boner in front of the other guys, for they were the ones who rushed like hell now, eager to get out of school. Now Drake was often the last boy out of the locker room, instead of the first.

Then came an afternoon when Drake was running even later than usual. Coach Doyle had kept him after class a little bit to show him some stretches that would help keep his muscles from aching. In these warm days of spring Drake was so horny he couldn’t stand himself, and it didn’t help to have the Coach, in his famous tight green shorts, standing so close to him. It was a relief to head for the stairs. Maybe he would rush today, jumping in and out of the shower so he could get home, take out his jack-off towel and get it soaking wet.

His plan didn’t quite work out. The shower felt good, the strong jets of water massaging his muscles, and he stood under it for a long time. He had his eyes closed, the water playing on the back of his neck. Then the shower next to his came on and he nearly jumped. He looked over and there was Carter, of all people! Grinning at him as he soaped up his chest.

“Hi!” he said.

Drake quickly turned off his shower and grabbed his towel from the hook on the wall. Instead of drying off at the shower room exit, where he would be seen, he went back into the empty locker room to towel down, all the time thinking: Why was it that Carter was also here late? He’d left the gym class with the other guys . . .

“Hey, how you doing?”

Drake spun around, dropping his towel. There was Carter, dripping wet, grinning at him.

“Oh, hi.” Drake bent over and picked up his towel. He would finish drying himself and get dressed in record time.

Carter was toweling down too, but he didn’t face his locker while he did it, he just stood there facing Drake. “Hey,” he said, and Drake noted, for the first time, Carter’s rich deep voice. “I seen you working out with the weights.”

“Yeah,” Drake said, sitting on the wooden bench so he could dry his feet. “The Coach lets me do that.”

“Keeps you in great shape, huh?”

Drake looked up at Carter. There he stood, wincing as he dried the inside of his ear, not even covering himself with the towel. He was the single sexiest guy Drake had ever seen in person. He wanted to stick to his plan, to dress and get the hell out of there, but he couldn’t help looking, just for a few seconds.

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