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You have been discretely checking him out in the locker room for months now. At least you thought you were discrete. Tonight, only the two of you are left in the gym and he confronts you about how you are always looking at his cock.

“So are you a fag?”

“No.” You feebly try to deny it.

“I know you are a fag, and that you are hungry for my meat.”

You can’t help but notice that his jock pouch is growing and stretching out. “I am not a fag.” You try again to deny the obvious. Even as you say the words, you know he does not believe them. You know your denials would carry more weight if you could stop staring at his crotch. Unfortunately, you know what that pouch is hiding…..the perfect cock!

“Stop lying, you are obviously a fag. Get over here and kneel before me.”

Without another word, you drop down in front of him. Your face is now less than two inches from his crotch.

“Go ahead take it out and start sucking.”

As if you had no will of your own, you pull his fat cock out of the side of the jock and start working on it. You look up at him and see the smug smirk on his face. He owns you now and you both know it. Before you leave the locker room tonight you will have two loads of his cum in your stomach and one in your ass.