Hockey Boy Hook-up

I couldn't help myself- I watched him. I didn't mean to at first- he was just THAT GUY in the locker room. The one who's always naked and showing off; the one who's good looking and knows it.

The first look happened by accident- I was actually checking out a teammates sister in our last year of Bantam hockey. She was waiting outside the locker room for her brother- she totally had that hot older woman vibe about her. She was only a couple years older and very, very pretty. At this particular rink, the showers were down the hall from the locker room. Most guys didn't use the shower these days.

That was when Billy walked by, stark naked, his towel over his shoulder. The handful of moms in the locker room gasped (not that they averted their eyes). And the older sister I was looking to meet? She was staring, mouth open slightly, as Billy walked by. My eyes followed hers. Maybe it was the fact that my crush was taking in this guy, but I found my eyes lingering too.

I found myself getting an eyeful of this guy every chance I got. He would come in wearing his jeans and a t-shirt, hair mussed fashionably below the team hat. Then he would immediately set about stripping. Hat, then shirt- he was the only guy on the team with real abs. When he pulled his shirt off in the careless way that guys do, he showed off his armpits. I hadn't thought about armpit hair before in any sort of sexual way, but on him it was cute. His chest and stomach were smooth, with nice pink nipples. He then pulled his jeans off, tugging them down impatiently, revealing his boxers. Usually they were blue with a plaid pattern on them. One of the times I was watching his penis slipped out through the front. I'm not sure why that was so hot, given that I saw him naked constantly. Maybe it was just that it was unintentional and that he didn't mean to show off at that point. Either way, those boxers were off a second later and his cock made a full appearance. Even flaccid, it was cute. Not huge, not small- just right. He had a small patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair above it.

Then he would turn around and bend over to get something out of his hockey bag, his toned backside readily visible. He kept his ass smooth, and when he bent I could see just a little bit of his hole, hidden beneath the muscular butt muscles. His ass, I couldn't help but notice, was a little rounder, more feminine than the flatter backsides the rest of us seemed to have.

I'm not sure if he knew I started watching, but one day toward the end of our last midget season when everyone on the team was 18 years old, he stood taping his stick naked. I'd started getting into the locker room early, trying to resist the urge to massage my cock as I prepared for the show. I kept thinking about that hot older sister, but every now and then a fantasy about Billy would invade. Sometimes it was he and I kissing, sometimes it was he and I sharing that older sister... I wasn't really aware of anal sex, but once someone on the team told me he'd fucked his girlfriend that way, I put two and two together and imagined that, too.

I watched him get geared up for hockey. I glanced at my bag, where I'd put a towel. I was normally too shy to shower, but today I was going to join him.

If I didn't chicken out.

We got through hockey practice and crowded back into the locker room. I took my time undressing, watching him do the same. Helmet, jersey, chest protector, elbow pads- I could see the sheen of sweat glistening on his body, rolling in beads down his neck. I was half-tempted to walk over there and give him a long, slow lick on the neck. My cock bobbed beneath my cup shorts- NOT a great time to get a boner. I decided to continue undressing.

Billy unlaced his skates, then pulled them off. His shin pads and hockey pants followed. Last were his jock shorts. I'd never been jealous of an article of clothing before. I'd taken them out of his bag before. I didn't know what I was going to do with them. He'd definitely notice if I took them... but they were damp with sweat, so sure he wouldn't notice if I... tasted them. I brought the mesh material to my lips and got my first taste of him. I wasn't proud of it... but I also couldn't help myself.

That brought us to today. I stood up in my jock shorts, exhaled sharply and pulled them off. I was naked... and my cock was semi-hard. I had to get into the shower. I knew Billy was going to see my boner, but that didn't mean I wanted the rest of the team to. I glanced at him, seeing that he was just finishing undressing. I gave a lingering glance as I exited the locker room...

And bumped cock-first into the older sister. She had a camera in her hand, below which my cock was poking her in the stomach. We looked at each other, both reddening.

"I won't tell if you won't," she said finally, looking me up and down as if seeing me for the first time. I heard the camera click in her hand, capturing an image of my cock.

Figuring I was already embarrassed, I asked her: "Can I call you some time?"

She smiled at me, looking down at my dick, now standing at full attention. She nodded slowly. I continued past her to the shower, hearing her camera click again- this time getting a picture of my ass.

I entered the shower- it was a large, open room with shower heads on the walls. The tiles were alternating light green and white tiles. I hung my towel on the rack bolted to the wall and picked a shower in the middle. I began to wash as slowly as I could, trying not to give my cock too much attention. Even at 18, I wasn't built with a ton of muscle. I never associated the term 'twink' with myself, but I guess that comes closest to describing my body type. I had more muscle than the stereotype but not by much.

Soon Billy entered the shower. He took the shower head right next to mine- not stopping at the customary 1 head away. Our arms were practically touching.

"Hey," I said in what I hoped was a casual voice.

"Hey. You don't normally shower," Billy answered.

"Good workout today."

Billy smiled- he had a nice smile, quirking one side of his mouth up. He gave me a slow look.

"Here I was thinking that you got tired of just watching me undress."

I blushed, sputtering. He put a hand on my shoulder.

"Look, don't worry about it. Not a big deal. We all look."

"..." I took in a breath, making eye contact with him. "What if I don't want to just look? I'm curious, Billy."

Billy gave me a strange look. He bit his lower lip, then looked down at my cock. Then he looked up at me.

And smiled.

He turned to me, pressing his chest to mine... and his cock to mine. He gave me a kiss- my first- that was sweet at first. It deepened quickly, his tongue exploring my mouth while his hand cupped my butt. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed back, the warm water cascading over us both. When he broke the kiss I immediately went for his neck, tasting a mix of sweat and soap. I put one hand on his chest, feeling the flat swell of muscle. I drew him closer with the other hand around his lower back.

Billy gave me a lingering kiss on the cheek, then put my head to his chest. I think I understood his wordless instructions as I kissed my way down his body- his chest, his left nipple (which I kissed and gently flicked with my tongue), his belly button... then it was there. His penis. I'd seen it a hundred times, but it was up close and personal now.

I'd never had sex before, and certainly never given a blowjob. I'd seen porn, both straight and gay, and I thought I knew how to do it like a pornstar... But that was for show. I didn't know if it was right or not.

He pushed his hips forward, the tip of his cock touching my nose. I opened my mouth slightly, reaching up with an eager hand to grasp the base. The head of his cock met my lips, and I could taste his sweat and salty pre-cum. His cock wasn't fully hard yet, so I decided to put it all in my mouth while I still could. I put my other hand on my thigh submissively, realizing that he would be calling the shots.

"Yeah, that's it, suck that cock," he told me, his hand on the back of my head. He began to gently fuck my face. "You feel good, sucking cock in a filthy locker room shower?"

I didn't know if I was supposed to answer or not. His next thrust went deeper as his cock stiffened, so I didn't get to answer. But he had a point- I was on my knees in a public shower, sucking the cock of guy who was largely a stranger.

It DID feel good.

He pushed his cock in deeper each time until I finally gagged. Thick, ropy saliva collected on his cock. He wiped it on my cheek, then turned around and braced his hands against the wall. I thought he meant I was supposed to fuck him. I started to stand up, but one of his hands pushed me back down.

"No. Lick it."

I leaned in forward slowly, pressing my lips gently to his butt cheeks. The ass that I'd seen across the locker room so many times... I could still taste some stale boy-sweat in the crack as my tongue began to explore. His hand came back and jammed my face deeper, so deep that I had to choose between pleasuring him and breathing. He gave a little laugh.

"I knew you were watching me like a little perv, but I didn't think you'd go this far!" He didn't say it in a mean way; more of his normal locker room teasing voice.

The next thing I knew he turned around and lifted me up to standing, pushed me against the wall and jammed his tongue in my mouth. His hand grabbed both our dicks and stroked us off at the same time. Then he spun me around and pushed me into the wall chest-first, my cheek into the steamy tile.

"Are you a virgin?" he whispered into my ear, giving it a nip.

I answered breathlessly: "Yes..."

"Not for long."

His hand rang off my butt in a light spank, his hand massaging the muscle and spreading it. I felt his thumb tease my hole and I gasped. His hand went around to cup my chin, kissing my cheek. His thumb ringed my anus, then began to press inside. There was a moment of tension... then my ass accepted his thumb, the rest of his fingers cupping my butt.

I came against the tile wall hands-free with the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had.

"Just from that? You really WERE a virgin, huh?" Billy said, not unkindly.

I nodded. Then, without being asked, I knelt down and took his cock in my mouth. This time, I sucked harder. His hands braced my head. I felt him go hard as steel before his hot seed shot into my mouth. I looked up at him, opened my mouth to show him his cum... then swallowed it.

Billy looked at me, smiling. "Good job. You're almost as good as Jill."

I raised my eyebrows. "Jill? Mike's sister?"

As if on cue, Jill stepped in front of the shower, her camera in hand. She shrugged. "Sorry, couldn't resist."

Billy helped me up, giving me a fond kiss on the lips. "I hope it was worth waiting all those weeks."

I glanced at him shyly, blushing. "That isn't... all we're going to do, is it?"

--

The next week we took our time in the locker room. Being in the 18+ age group, we had the last skate of the night. I found myself lying on a bench on my back, my legs spread, with Billy standing over me. He positioned his cock, pressing it gently against my asshole.

"You ready?" he asked.

I was. I slid my hips forward. Billy entered me. I gasped at first, then slowly relaxed as my butt stretched to accommodate his length. He pistoned in and out slowly and gently, introducing his cock deeper slowly. Finally, he hilted himself and leaned down over the bench, giving me a kiss. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, willing him to stay close. I raised my hips more, allowing him to angle deeper He put his lips to my neck, the motions of his hips stroking my cock with his stomach.

His cock hardened beyond what I thought was possible. He was going to cum. He started to pull out. I looked him in the eye and held him tighter.

"It's okay... cum inside," I begged breathlessly. I didn't know if this was love or lust, or if I was just lost in the moment. As it was happening it felt equal parts romantic and, well... slutty.

He emptied himself inside me, giving one final thrust before withdrawing his cock. He immediately laid down on the bench on top of me in a classic 69, leaving me to clean the taste of my ass off his cock while he sucked me off. I came quickly, almost embarrassingly quickly, but I didn't care.

In typical locker room fashion, Billy immediately sat on my face, laughing.

"Nice and tight- just like the first bitch I ever fucked. I didn't think there was a way to convince me to suck cock, but you making a slut of yourself did it."

Before I could protest the insult, he gave a me a sweet, loving kiss and a tender hug.

"I'm having fun with you. You're a nice guy. Let's actually hang out more, too... beyond me fucking your brains out."

How could a guy say no to that offer?