In this gay erotic story, one of Rowan’s regular flicks through Grindr connects with a familiar face, and body. After a quick decision, the fun takes an interesting turn.
Rowan couldn’t believe it. He’d swapped pics with plenty of guys on Grindr, despite being shy about his smaller size. He’d also seen some guys on the app that he knew, not closely, but that he had seen around town, friend of a friend type thing. But this one was different. This guy he was chatting to now was someone he’d gone to school with, shared classes with, been nude in the showers with after PE classes. He had no idea that this guy was gay. If he had known he might not have been so subtle with the sideways glances in those early days. To say this guy was noticeable in those showers was an understatement.
The title ‘big bi boy’ had drawn his attention on the app, despite the picturesque view of the big city taking the place designated for a profile picture. Rowan’s own profile was a little less ‘discreet’ showing only an angled shot of the bottom half of his face. His profile name stated ‘I want it all’ and not because he was a fan of the work of Freddie Mercury.
The conversation had differed from his usual online chats and had set off alarm bells from the start.
Hey Rowan. Well, this is a surprise!
Um hey there. Who’s this?
Oh shit sorry. It’s Harry. U remember from school? This message was accompanied by a mirror shot of Harry shirtless in presumably his bathroom.
This jogged Rowan’s memory but also fired his loins, his cock quickly responding as the memories of all those times he’d peeked at Harry’s impressive physique in the shower block came flooding back. In the years since they had finished high school, Rowan had to admit that he had let himself go a little bit, but by the look of the picture Harry had just sent through, his ex-classmate had kept up with his training.
With his phone in his hand and the picture of Harry on his screen, Rowan had a decision to make. Did he play it cool and pretend like he didn’t spend a couple of years pining for this guy back in the day, or go all-in and take the potential opportunity being presented to him?
Well, that’s a view I haven’t seen in a while. Rowan decided to split the difference.
Bet you missed it eh?
Rowan’s thumb hovered above the ‘pics’ button on his screen. As much as he knew Harry was hot, and knew that Harry knew, he wasn’t a fan of arrogance. He stopped himself from sending one of his own pics and was now unsure of what to say next.
I mean. Like. I kinda knew u were looking back in the day. Harry’s next message explained away what Rowan had perceived as arrogance.
Damn. I thought I was subtle.
I think you were. I just happened to be looking at you more than the other boys…
Rowan’s dick twitched and his heart rate increased. He now knew that the stud of his youth, the object of many of his fantasies, had been perving on him the whole time as well.
Looking at this? Rowan sent a pic of his ass, one that a recent hook-up had taken while he was getting out of the shower. He thought it looked good and was appropriate for the situation.
Yes, that’s it. That thing caused me to shorten many of my showers.
That last message from Harry was accompanied by a pin on the map feature of the app. That pin sent Rowan’s heart rate through the roof and sent a surge of precum from his cock. He knew what he wanted to do next but a part of him was always sceptical of guys that seemed so keen so soon, part of the self-esteem issues he supposed. That sceptical part of him was louder now because the guy putting forward his interest was the guy who had dated one of the hottest girls in school and who had also never given Rowan the time of day.
I know what you’re thinking. Is this guy legit?
It was like Harry could read Rowan’s mind.
I promise I’m actually into this. Into you. And keen.
Rowan reread the messages and checked out the pic he had received again. It was definitely Harry. And the messages seemed legit.
Give me 20 minutes? Rowan decided to go for it.
I’ll be ready. And I’ve got a fun idea. 😉
Rowan quickly slid out from under the covers and off the bed. He needed a quick shower before he left.
Standing under the water his mind wandered back to the times he had in high school when he had managed to watch Harry showering. Harry was pretty much the one reason why Rowan had decided not to fake an excuse to avoid the showers after class. The dread at exposing himself to his classmates was severely outweighed by the sight of that one particular well-developed body – and cock.
His own cock swelled as he reminisced. His hands were drawn to it but he resisted, shutting off the water and quickly drying himself.
Rowan quickly picked some clothes from the wardrobe. It wasn’t a tough decision. Although he wanted to impress, he didn’t think the clothes would be remaining on for long. He also knew that his fashion sense wasn’t the reason he was being invited over. He shoved his swollen cock into some briefs, slid the first pair of jeans he could find up his legs and headed out the door.
Rowan pressed the call button on the intercom and waited for Harry’s reply. He was always nervous heading into an apartment block, convinced that anyone he passed in the hall would know he wasn’t a resident and somehow know he was just there for dick. When the door buzzed and the lock released he didn’t hesitate though. He strode through, straight up the stairs and quickly spotted number 102. His phone buzzed as he walked up to the door and a message from Harry appeared.
Come in and find me. I think you’ll like where we’re starting.
If he didn’t know who it was waiting on the other side he wouldn’t have let himself in, but his cock led the way here. Rowan turned the handle and entered. The apartment was mostly dark, with just a faint light coming from a door left open halfway along the hallway.
As he stepped through into the bedroom, Rowan heard the shower running. Rowan smiled. He did like this starting point. He quickly stripped, willing his cock to go down even slightly. He didn’t want to seem overly keen.
But as he opened the bathroom door, any hope of anything less than an urgent throbbing erection went out the window. Standing in front of him, in the modern, sleek, open shower was Harry’s naked form, his cock heavy and swinging between his legs as he soaped his firm, muscular chest.
“Hey bro. Coach, was tough today eh?” Harry winked as he reached out and turned on a second shower head.
Rowan was frozen on the spot, unsure of what had caught him off guard the most. The fact that Harry’s body looked just as good at 26 as it did at 16 or that this had suddenly turned into a roleplay.
“Rude of him to make us run laps. But it does mean the shower room isn’t so full and rowdy eh?” Harry continued to wash his body and Rowan could tell he was deliberately avoiding touching his cock.
“Uh. Yeah. Those guys get a bit boisterous eh?” Rowan managed to step forward, into the recessed area and under the water.
“I got a free period next. Finally got time to actually get clean.”
“Oh yeah? Same.” Rowan was on board for the roles they had taken but while most of the blood was rushing to his cock his conversation skills were temporarily halted.
“You’re usually out quick man. Why is that?”
“Oh ah. Just wanna get to class you know? You’re usually not far behind me though.” Rowan smiled.
“Oh mate. For me it’s just that I gotta get out before I get a boner.”
Rowan couldn’t help but laugh. Harry was playing the role so well and a flash of the kind of reaction that comment would have garnered back in the day ran through his head. It would have been a brave boy to admit that as a student at their school.
“Looks like you’re failing today.” Rowan nodded towards Harry’s cock, which had now begun to grow.
“You led the way bro.”
Rowan shrugged. “It’s uh, been a while.”
“I jerk it in the shower every day before school. My dick’s used to water meaning wanking.” Rowan laughed, giving his cock a little swing in front of Rowan.
“I ran outta time this morning.”
“You got time now…”
The boys paused. If they weren’t in the depths of a roleplay, Rowan would’ve already been on his knees. But he continued on the path Harry had set up for them to play their teen selves. He had fantasised about this happening many times back then, and if he followed those fantasies he would be doing more than looking but he thought about what his next step would have been if this had really happened back when he and Harry had first met.
“Here?” He finally asked.
“I mean, I wouldn’t mind getting it done before French class. Miss Summer gives me a boner at the best of times.”
“Yeah.” Rowan laughed and his cock twitched at the image of Harry trying to hide that monster cock in his seat in class.
“And it’s only us here.” Harry squeezed some body wash into his hand and offered the bottle to Rowan.
“Fuck it. Between us eh?”
“Of course.”
Rowan accepted the body wash and quickly filled his hand. By the time he gripped his cock, Harry was already stroking, his eyes now shamelessly wandering Rowan’s wet body.
Rowan felt exposed, he had never been watched so intently. As his slick hand brushed over his head he couldn’t deny that the rigidness of his cock was an indication that he liked it.
“I hope coach doesn’t walk in.” Harry winked.
“I’m sure we wouldn’t be the first to do it in here.”
“I heard Jason got caught once.”
“Of course it was Jason.” Rowan laughed, remembering that there were actually rumours about Jason wanking at school.
The boys went quiet, watching each other stroke. Harry moaned softly as his hand slid his foreskin up and down his cock, now at its full length.
“How big is that thing mate?” Rowan had to ask, it had been on his mind for a decade.
“Just over nine inches.”
“Damn.”
“Wanna compare?”
Rowan took a step forward. At this stage, he’d take any chance to get closer to the stud standing in front of him.
“Here bro. Hold them together.” Harry let go of his cock, inviting Rowan to take control of both of their shafts.
Rowan quickly gripped the slab that was presented to him. He followed the roleplay and slid his own cock alongside Harry’s. He knew it would come up short and it did, well short. But at this point, he didn’t care.
Harry moaned as their cocks slid together, slick with body wash and his cock head pressed into Rowan’s trimmed bush.
“You got me beat for sure,” Rowan said through his now heavy breaths. The sudden closeness and contact had made him realise he was suddenly approaching orgasm more quickly than he had expected.
“Yeah, but your head is big man. I’ve only seen cut hard ones in the pornos I stole from my brother.” The host was determined to keep the roleplay going, despite the fact that they had stepped well beyond where either of them would have tread in their real world.
Harry reached out and ran a finger around Rowan’s exposed ridge. That sent a shudder through the smaller man’s body and he had to reach out and grab Harry’s hip to steady himself.
“Fuuuck,” Harry whispered, continuing to circle Rowan’s head with a slick finger.
Rowan whimpered, suddenly at the mercy of his old crush’s hands.
The bigger man took the opportunity to gain further control, gripping his large hand around both of their shafts and stroking with intent. He let out a gasp of his own as their cocks pressed against each other, sliding with the slickness of the body wash they had so generously applied.
Rowan gave up all pretence now, he closed his eyes and his head dropped against Harry’s strong shoulder. With every movement of Harry’s hand, a shudder of pleasure surged through his body and he was pushed closer and closer to orgasm. His legs tensed as he felt Harry’s cock throb against his own, a confirmation that his old mate was enjoying this as much as he was.
“You gonna cum for me bud?” Harry whispered in Rowan’s ear.
Those words were enough. Without time for a warning, Rowan’s cock erupted and his body shook hard against Harry as he spewed his seed into the space between their bodies. He moaned, deep and loud as Harry continued to stroke him through his climax. His body shook with each new wave of his orgasm until finally he was spent. His head rested against his larger counterpart as he panted.
But Harry wasn’t done. He continued to stroke and Rowan could tell by the sudden tension in the bigger man’s muscles that his climax was near.
“Yeah, bud. Shoot it.” Rowan barely managed to gasp out the words but they were enough.
Rowan felt Harry’s cock throb and his body shudder as the grunts of his pleasure echoed off the shower walls. He felt a new slickness against his cock as Harry’s seed coated both of their shafts. He felt the rest of his load dripping down onto his balls now. While Rowan had shot hard, Harry had oozed out a big load that now covered them both.
“Fuck man. That was epic.” Harry panted.
“And unexpected.” Rowan stepped back and smiled, rinsing himself off under his own shower spray.
“Let me know next time you have a free period, ok mate?” Harry winked, turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel that looked to be a suspiciously similar shade to those supplied by their high school.
Rowan followed suit, shutting off his own spray and stepping into the bathroom. The boys quickly and quietly dried themselves before Harry led the way through the bedroom and into what Rowan finally noticed was an expansive, modern kitchen and living area.
“Man, you have no idea how many times I thought about that back in the day.” Harry broke the silence.
“Me too. Although it didn’t always go that way.”
“I’ve got tomorrow off work man. Give me half an hour and then you lead the next one?” Harry grinned as he opened the fridge and handed Rowan a beer.
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