by Conran » Fri Apr 23, 2010 6:47 pm
Some of my favorite memories are of the locker room.
There was this one guy I was mates with, really nice guy, the kind of guy who never upset anyone. He was well built, handsome and Greek looking. He was really intelligent too, artistic and everything. The whole package. Girls used to swoon as he walked past (and I suspect many of the guys did too!)
I was in the locker room one afternoon and he was getting changed right in front of me. As if he wasn't perfect enough already, he also had a really hefty dick. I mean, I admired him already because he was so good-looking and athletic, but seeing that heavy cock and balls dangling there in front of me made me rock hard in an instant.
I still wank over the memory of his big cock swaying back and forth right in front of me, the foreskin slightly back showing just the tip of his helmet.
I actually heard from him just a few months ago, suggesting we catch up. I'm far too nervous about it though. I think I'd sit across from him drooling. Either that or my fantastic memory might be tarnished if I arrive to see he's changed so much.