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It has been a while since the incident with Connor. I couldn't get my mind off on what I did. I sucked someone's dick. Why the hell did I do that? I heard people being 'gay' and have sex with their own gender, but that didn't explain why I did that. I never had an interest in guys, though I never had an interest in girls either.

Nobody at school treated me different, so I guess Conner kept his word. He could have also told a few people and they are planning for my eventual rape. I am being paranoid._I keep telling myself that. Besides that text, Connor hasn't contacted me since. _Maybe he forgot me and moved on to harassing someone else. Despite what he did, he was right about the jockstrap urge. I haven't felt the need to sniff one yet. I guess everything is back to how it is suppose to be.

My phoned ringed. A text from...Connor! Why is he contacting me?

Come to the weight room after school.

What should I do? I should have ignored the text, got on the bus, and left for the day. If I give signels I am not interested, he might not bother me anymore. I planned to do that but something went wrong.

When the last bell rung, my body seemed heavier, like I was walking while submerged in water. It took forever to get to my locker to grab my stuff, but the busses where leaving before I could get there.

Great now what? I could take a regular bus, but that still means I have an hour or two to kill. My phone ringed again another text from Connor.

You coming?

Why would I come? I should just ignore him. I headed to the library; they are open for awhile after school.

I traveled the empty halls, listing to the echoes of my feet. "Glad you came." A voice said in front of me. When I looked it was Connor, wearing a sleeveless shirt and shorts. Shit, did I pass the weight room by mistake?"Let's get started." He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me into the weight room.

My thoughts were a jumbled mess when I entered. Should I run, scream? What if he does something violent to me? "Okay, just sit anywhere in here." Connor said. I just stood where I was, looking like a nervous wreck. It took me awhile to get what he really wanted me to do. While I was getting prepared for the worse, Connor was using the weights. It took me awhile to calm down from that misunderstanding.

There was nothing to do, so I got a head start on my homework. Connor just wanted me around in case something happened, so he didn't mind. However, while I was doing my homework I keep glancing at Connor. These glances keep getting longer and more frequent I stop trying to do my homework and just stare at Connor working out. There was something about his workout that I can't get my eyes off of. Maybe it was his legs or his chest and arms; I just knew I was in a daze.

"Ready to leave?" Connor's voice brought me back from whatever daze I was in.

"Oh...yeah I'm good."

"Alright, let's head to the locker room and get a shower before we leave." A shower? He is going to shower with me nearby?

"But I didn't work out." That's my excuse?!

"Sorry, just stand guard alright." We entered the locker room. It was empty, which was bad as I need a distraction from the tiger stripping in front of me.

I watch as Connor striped in front of me. With the cloths off, I got a better look at what work out was all about. Connor was ripped; his body could be close to described as 'art like'. What the fuck is wrong with me?

"I'll be quick okay." He walked past me into the shower and turned it on. Right now, water is running down his body, his sexy body. All I have to do is turn a corner and I can see it all, his back, arms, legs, cock. _Stop it; he wouldn't like you like that._I need to get my mind off of Connor and his sexy body.

I heard him yell in the shower and a splat sound. I rushed in without a thought, worried for the worst. "Connor everything alright?"

"Yeah, just slipped." He was on the floor on his ass. I felt relived...then wet. In my hurry I ran right into where the water was falling and was getting wet. We got out of the shower and he handed me a spare towel, "sorry, didn't know you do that." neither did I.

"I don't have any spare cloths, so what do I wear?"

"You can wear some of mine."

"Fine," he handed me the clothes. They weren't his workout clothes, so I was partly disappointed. Why the hell am I disappointed?

I started to change in front of Connor, "you're pretty cute."

"Where did that come from?" you do not say that to a person in their underwear.

"I mean you body," he poked me in the stomach, "I thought it was fat but it actually muscle."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"If you work out a bit, you might get muscles pretty quickly." Me with muscles? There is no way that is possible. He squeezed my arm a bit,"same with the arms too."

I didn't resist when Connor started touching me all over my body, I was enjoying it actually. When he got to my legs I sat down. "The legs need work, but my favorite part is ...this," he dove his head into my crotch. When I tried to move away, he used his hands to grab my ass and pulled my crotch closer to his face. "Your ass feels great too."

Connor was rubbing his face in my crotch, I didn't know if I should stop him or let him continue. I could feel him breathe on my dick thought my underwear, making it harder. I closed my eyes, enjoying this sensation, when I felt something wet around my crotch. Shit, Connor is licking my dick.

Connor looked like he was having fun with this. I wished I could say the same. Most of my thoughts were either of lust or disgust. Part of me wanted him to stop, I shouldn't feel like this, but another part wanted this to continue, just give in. I was too conflicted to notice when Connor pulled my waist band down and release my dick from it imprisonment.

What happen next drove me insane. He first started with a few licks along the shaft. Then with no warning, put the entire thing in his mouth. The sensation of my dick in his mouth made my shudder. The way his tongue wrapped itself on it to the feeling of the roof of his mouth feel was too much to handle.

More.

No more.

More.

No more.

I was going back and forth between liking and hating this. I felt the pressure building up in me, I was so close. His sucking got faster and faster. Can't hold it. I came in his mouth filling it with my semen. I should have pulled out.

When Connor pulled his head back, I was expecting him to curse at me for shooting in his mouth or spit up my semen. Instead he exhaled, "good, but too salty." He drank it!"Anyway, we really need to get dressed, my brother going to be here soon."

I didn't say much changing into the cloths, or while we wait for Connor's brother to come by. But I can say this.

I felt both happy and ashamed of myself.