You wrap a towel around your waist as you open the door to the steam room. You step into the cloudy moist air, the room dimly lit, barely able to see more than a few feet in the thick hot fog.
You hear a deep voice come from the corner, "Glad you could make it, come join me." You move toward the voice, barely able to make out the outline of a body as you sit next to it. You see it is Nate Hamlin, a senior and the Varsity basketball team captain. He is probably the best player in the state and he is talking to you!
Your eyes try the best they can to take in his 6 foot 6 inch toned and lightly haired form.
"You know who I am?" you ask as you gulp.
"Sure do little man, who do you think gave you that little gift in your locker this morning?" He said as he put his big hands behind his head, sweat dripping from his hairy pits.
"That was you?!" You say in surprise and happiness, "Is that what's making me feel so good, and causing my hair and muscle to grow?"
"Sure is. I have picked you to be the next member of our team. I've seen your conviction out there on the courts and know you won't slack when it comes to practice. You just needed a little boost."
"Wow, thats awesome, but what is it, steroids don't work that fast."
"No steroids kid, all natural. But you don't get to know exactly what it is until you accept the position and your final dose." He tells you.
"Of course, anything. I'm all yours!" You say, ready to do whatever it takes.
A sly grin grows across his face as he moves a hand down to his towel, groaning as he gives his crotch a rub, putting his hand back behind his head as his towel slowly starts to tent.
Your eyes go wide as your earlier joked expectation came to fruitation. "You mean I drank..." you say eyes darting to the growing tent.
"Sure did kid. Should have been just enough for you to be craving it by now. Just one whiff..."
As if on key, a scent wafts into your nostril. You lick your lips at the sweet intoxicating smell, your own crotch rising to the occasion, becoming the head in charge.
Not even in control of your own body you drop to your knees, letting the towel fall to the wet floor, your dick pointing strait out as your hands move Nate's towel aside. You smile and lick your lips as you see the thick uncut member standing in front of your face, dwarfing your own circumsized unit.
You wrap your hand around it, fingers not even touching as you pull the mast down to your lips. Even though you had never done anything like this before you somehow know exactly what you are doing as you slide your tongue under the thick foreskin causing you both to moan in pleasure.
"Mmmm yeah, now take it all in." He tells you, rubbing your head with his massive hand.
You push forward, amazed as the thick meat moves down your throat, your nose in his pubes, taking in his sweet scent. Your throat and tongue massage it as your hand squeezes his balls, milking him, trying to get your gift.
"FUUUCK" He moans as you somehow know all of his buttons to push, his balls pulling against him as a gush of warm fluid shoots down your throat, as you pull back he quickly fills your mouth with his second and third shot, as you try not to loose a single drop.
You fall back to the floor in exhaustion, for the first time noticing you had lost your load in the process. A warmth spreads from your stomach again as Nate gets up, wrapping his towel around him going to exit the steam room. "See you at practice after school. Don't be late, don't want to miss watchin ya grow." he tells you in a gruff voice as you try to compose yourself. Was it just you or did he seem hairier and more hung than when you came in?
What have you gotten yourself into? You wonder. You lick your lips, tasting Nate again, a grin moving across your face. Whatever it was, that had to be the best thing you've ever experienced, you can't wait to see what is next.