Ric watches the long, lean 8th grader walk into the locker room with a smile. He grins back at his companions and casually walks over to the pool and lowers himself in. Strange, their only seems to be boys in the pool today. Ric knew their had been people of all ages here when he had first arrived, but now there were only young men and boys. Ric waded in the water and turned back around to the boys. He rested his arms on the wall and looked slyly at the other two.
They watched as Ric's right hand goes beneath the water, and his shoulder muscles began to tense in a very rhythmic fashion, Ric's eyes close and his mouth hangs open.
He begins to breathe harder and his shoulder is tensing faster and faster. Suddenly, Ric's body freezes and his face scrunches up in pleasure. Ric lifts himself outta the pool. The boys notice his long, spent dick is still hanging out of the waist of his trunks. Ric calmly walks back over to them, stuffs away his malehood, and flashes them an impish grin. Josh and Franky get the feeling Ric knows something they don't.