1. Hunter Naked in School 2


    Date: 1/26/2016, Categories: Fiction, Foot or shoe fetish, Masturbation, School, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: jamesbreitbart, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    and with nature." I nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I'm going out for the swim team this afternoon. I know a junior on the team who's gay, so they're probably pretty tolerant. Plus, I'd get to see you naked in the showers." Jeff blushed more deeply, but laughed. "This could work out well" I thought. Geometry proceeded normally, but Quint had a bright idea at lunch. "I'm starting a photography club," he announced. I grinned. "Let me guess, you want me to be your first model." "Yep, I have a couple of ideas floating in my head that a Program participant would be ideal for. It's just a shame we're not going to get any female participants." "Don't be so sure," Laura announced, "I'm working on my parents to let me do it." "How come?" Tammy asked. "Honestly, it's August, we live in Florida, I just don't see the point of clothes." Everyone laughed. Quint turned back to me. "So what days are you free?" "Let's see, today I have swim tryouts, tomorrow I'm doing a reading in chapel, and Friday's the first swim practice." "So I guess Thursday it is then." "Crap" Christine said, "I have Model UN on Thursday." "Don't worry, I might see if they let me do this again next week." I replied. Walking into gym Zach and I were met by Coach Overholt. "Hunter, I'm going to borrow you again for the period." "Ok." "In fact, I'm going to see if Coach Elliott will let me make the arrangement permanent. You have really great potential, and I think with some extra coaching I could make you a world class ...
    swimmer." "Wow, uh, I don't know what to say." "Don't say anything, just follow me out to the pool." So I spent the rest of third period doing laps, with Coach Overholt calling out suggestions on my technique. By the end of the bell I was pretty tired, so I didn't pay much attention in history class. The tryouts went great. Even though I was still tired, I had the fastest times of any of the freshmen. Jeff didn't do quite so well, but he still looked in good shape to make the final cut. The real fun began in the locker room. Zach found me in the shower. "You wear shower shoes?" he asked me. "Yeah, don't want to get athlete's foot." "Damn, I have a major foot fetish." Surprisingly, no one else seemed perturbed by this statement. I was beginning to think I had gotten really lucky with my choice of sports. "I can take them off if you don't think its risky." "I've been going barefoot in these showers since freshman year and I've never had a problem." "Very well then." I kicked off my flip-flops, which caused Zach to get immediately hard. "Need some help with that," I asked him, as my own penis swelled in response. "I might ask the same of you." We took hold of one another's cocks and began to stroke. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Jeff was once more watching me, and this time, he had a noticeable hard-on of his own. I smiled at him, and he began masturbating himself. The feeling was incredible, even better than in English class. A couple of guys noticed what we were ...
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