the haircompetition filed all the boys with a weird sensation, but nobody said anything. they all knew or hoped, they would all take part. it was a friday, that happend -
and every boy that got witness of this competition avoided to shave over the weekend. they got a horny feeling, letting their hair sprout, imginating their classmates with growing fuzz or sprouting stubble.
on the saturday most of them even jacked off on their growing maleness, touching their now rough legs and chests, on sunday it became a hard job to wait for the next day - first lesson on monday was gym again.
the locker-room was filled with maleness on that morning long before school started.
each one was eager to see how much the others sprouted over the weekend, how much beard the others grew, how much dark fuzz would cover their legs now, or their chests.
little blond Jamy was the first, who could not hide his hardon anylonger and boned up without any feeling of shame seeing his "star", dark haired Brian enter the room. his face was really framed by a dark, thick dense stubble beard, which he scratched proudly. he also wore short trousers - his legs were dark covered wirht thick brown hair, that just started to grow.
more trousers tented up, first wet spots appeared, then some boys started to touch their friends growing beards, rubbing their bulges on one another, some already started to moan and grunt in pleasure.
brian was one of the competitors, and he didn´t promise too much on friday. the other one was the blonde and very charming marc - he just now entered the locker room, running his fringers through...