![]() Scott came over to my car where I was struggling with the spare tire trying to get it out of the trunk and asked, “do you need some help?” I looked up a little startled and then said, “sure.” We began to get the flat tire off when the one on the other side went flat. One night after a basketball game my car had a flat tire and the parking lot was empty except for one other vehicle and the doors to the school were locked, and of all people the truck that was left belonged to Scott. We were never friends in school so he and I were never going to get the chance even to get together so I thought, but was I ever wrong. I always looked forward to seeing him in the showers though never hinted at it because in the mid-west you just don’t go around letting people know your interested in guys unless you are a girl, any way I would always fantasize about Scott. I guess you just can’t control them teenage hormones. ![]() When we were in the locker room changing or showering after gym I never once saw him without a hard-on his dick was always standing at attention. I was always wondering what it would be like to get it on with Scott, he was the most well built guy in our class and most hung, he had muscles that went forever and blonde hair and blue eyes.
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