Nate gets intimate with Jane

Nathan and the other guys laughed as they each walked into the locker room. ''I can't believe those two just shrunk or somehting'' Kyan said grinning. ''Serves them right. Those two where to arrogant for such big dicks'' Seth said in his husky voice. Nate smiled at the guys realising he finally had their respect. ''whatever has happened they deserved it!'' Nate exclaims. the others agreed. Nate walked towards his locker and dried himself of with his towel. He threw it onto the bench infront of him. He looked into the mirror in his locker. He looked at his skinny frame. he had a slightly visible six-pack and slender biceps. He wished he was more muscular but as he looked down at the hefty bulge in his speedo he felt that insecurity fade away. Having a big dick means he was just more of a man then the others. He saw Seth looking him up and down from the corners of his eyes. He smirked and decided he wanted to give the horny gay guy a show.

His hands moved to his waistband and he quickly pealed of his tight speedo letting his 5 inch soft dick spring free. It flopped down and hanged heavily below his balls. Nate saw Seth drool at him. He grinned to himself and felt his heart pound in his chest from the attention. He gave Seth a quick wink and reached out to grab his boxers.

Suddenly the locker room door swung open and coach Wilson stepped in, and beside her, Lucas and Ruben shuffled awkwardly, their heads down, faces flushed. Both of them were now sporting brand-new speedos in a humiliatingly smaller cut—made for middle-schoolers, by the look of them. The narrow waistbands bit slightly into their sides. The pouches in the fron on the other hand still looked suprinsgly baggy. There was no hint of shape or fullness beneath the fabric.

“Looks like you two found a better fit,” Nate quipped. He barely holded back a laugh as he took in their expressions. Lucas’s face was red, his jaw clenched as he tried to stand tall, folding his arms across his chest in an attempt to reclaim a shred of confidence. Ruben, meanwhile, looked down, fidgeting with the waistband as though trying to pull it into place. The lack of any visible outline was glaring, and the ridiculous gap between the material and their bodies only made it worse. The others joined in the laughter, even coach Wilson couldn't help but smirk at the two small dicked losers. ''Well it looks like your pouches are still a bit... roomy. Maybe we should go looking for speedo's with pouches ment for pre-teens'' she said a little bit to loud. The locker room bursted into laughter again. Dicks swingins with each laugh the guys emited. This made the two bullies higly uncomfortable as they tried to look away.

Coach Wilson clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention. “Alright, enough! Nathan, mind giving me a hand with some equipment in the storage room?” She gestured toward the door. “It’s heavy lifting; I need some muscle.” Her eyes fell on his impressive member hanging between his legs.

“Sure thing, Coach.” Nate quickly pulled up his speedo and tossed his phone into his locker, leaving it unlocked as he turned to follow her out, Giving just one more quip to his old bullies: ''Serves you two right.. you baby dicked losers''. Nate followed Coach Wilson toward the pool deck, only to spot a familiar face leaning against a stack of pool noodles: Jane. She wore a playful grin, her arms folded as she watched him approach.

''You two Take those old chairs into the storage room. The school will be placing new ones for the race this week, I will need to make a few calls in my office'' Coach said as she walked of. Jane turned her gaze to him and bit her lip. Her eyes lingered on his toned chest, shoulders, and his confidently filled-out speedo, her smile widening just slightly as she took him in. He felt his member harden a bit at her lingering stare.

Nathan and Jane entered the storage room, the faint scent of cleaning supplies and old equipment filling the air. Sunlight streamed in through a small window, casting a warm glow over the cluttered space filled with mismatched chairs and sports gear. Nathan grabbed the first chair, his muscles flexing slightly as he lifted it. He couldn’t help but steal glances at Jane, who was busy moving another chair, her toned arms and legs accentuated by her fitted athletic wear.

''Nice day for a little lifting, huh'' Nathan said, trying to break the ice while they worked.

Jane laughed, her cheeks flushing slightly. ''Yeah, especially with the added motivation of getting to hang out with you''

As they moved the chairs, their bodies brushed against each other more often than necessary, and Nathan could feel a familiar heat rising within him. Every time Jane leaned in to grab another chair, her shoulder would graze his arm or her hip would touch his side, sending a thrill through him. He noticed her sneaking glances at him, and the tension in the room became palpable.''Careful with that one,” Nathan joked, nodding toward the stack of chairs that seemed a bit wobbly. “We wouldn’t want any accidents.”

“Accidents can be fun, you know,” Jane replied with a mischievous smile, her eyes sparkling with humor.

Just as she finished speaking, she shifted a little too close while reaching for a chair, and her hand accidentally brushed against Nathan’s bulge. The unexpected contact made it jiggle slightly, and both of them froze for a moment.

“Oh! I’m so sorry!” she stammered, her face turning a deep shade of red as she pulled her hand back quickly.

“No worries,” Nathan said, his voice low and teasing. “I actually kind of liked it.”

Jane’s eyes widened in surprise, but then her curiosity got the better of her. “Really? Because it felt... well, it didn’t seem fake.”

Nathan chuckled, raising an eyebrow. “What do you mean by that?”

She bit her lip, looking down for a moment as if considering her words. “I mean, with your sudden growth, I thought maybe you were stuffing or something. But that felt... real.” He smirked, stepping a little closer, his confidence swelling. “You think I stuffed? I can prove to you that it’s all me.” Jane looked up at him, surprise mingling with intrigue in her expression. “How?”With a playful grin, Nathan gestured toward the stacks of chairs surrounding them. “Well, we are alone in here. What’s stopping me from giving you a closer look?”. The air felt thick with tension as Jane held his gaze, her breath hitching slightly. “Are you serious?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “Absolutely,” Nathan said, his heart racing at the thought. “I’ll show you just how real it is.”

With that, he stepped back slightly, giving her the option to come closer. The playful challenge hung between them, and Nathan’s confidence surged, ready to see where this unexpected moment might lead. Nate suddenly went for it and kissed her. She seemed suprised but fell into it. Her hands made its way from his shoulders to his waist to his speedo. Nate has never been this intimate with a girl before. he felt his body shiver as it betrayed him and made his meber swel in the confines of his red speedo. It then made contact with her body. Growing against her stomach. She let out a sligt giggle and pushed Nate onto a stack of floaties. She gave him a devilish grin and her Eyes wandered down to the obcene bulge in his speedo. ''Damn you're so big...'' Jane said bitting her lip. ''Have you ever measured it?'' Nate felt dizzy from how horny he was. And without thinking he answered. ''Damn it... I think its 7,5 inches..'' he admits sheepishly. Her open mouth forms into an excited smirk. She then presses her lips against his mout again. She slightly pushes her cameltoe into his erection. Nathan groaned and wished he changed the sensitivity of his penis because with just that slight touch he felt ready to explode into his speedo. ''Jane stop..'' He mouthed...