Upon first sighting this hottie in the halls back in September, Luke made a point of getting next to him and taking in a deep whiff. But the most interesting thing about Danny Dainard was how he smelled. Luke chuckled and said, “Dude, you should know by now everybody is my type.”īut still… Luke looked over at Danny stretching and flexing in one of the mirrors. Sean smirked, “…I figured my buddy Luke deserved the chance to get up close and personal with someone who was just his type.” “I know he’s only been wrestling for a year, but he’s done really well. The team captain was getting ready next to him. “Hey, Sean,” Luke called quietly over his shoulder. Dude had a decent-sized toolbox up front, too. Across the locker room Danny pulled on his tighty-whities, over a smooth, round ass that looked and moved like flesh-covered steel. With veins highly visible on his limbs and some even snaking across his chest and abdomen, the guy must’ve had a negative percentage of body fat. At a height of just five-foot-seven he had packed 170 pounds of dense, hard muscle onto his frame. He’d just moved into town and started at Luke’s school in September.
And there was one guy a year behind Luke who had caught his attention a while ago, Danny Dainard.ĭanny was a cute, tanned, blond kid with and at seventeen years old was definitely one of the most promising guys on the team. Most of the guys Sean invited were in their last or second last year. He was in the school locker room getting ready with six other guys on the team. Maybe I’ll ask if I can wrestle two at once, Luke thought, smirking as he pulled up his briefs and arranged his junk inside. Being one of the bigger guys, Luke looked forward to just having some fun with the featherweights. It was a good opportunity for the scrappy, smaller wrestlers to test their skills against some of the bigger guys. But then whoever wins that match gets to challenge whomever they want to their next match. The spinning of the bottle determines the initial paring. The idea was to give guys from different weight classes a chance to wrestle each other. It was something that he heard about on some guy’s YouTube channel. But tonight was going to be even more fun than prom.įor months Sean, the captain of their wrestling team, had been talking about organizing a secret, midnight spin-the-bottle tournament for a small selection of the guys on the team. And getting him out of it in the hotel room afterwards was awesome. Luke had to admit, seeing Brian in a tux was a real turn on. The only reason he went was because Brian had wanted to go with him.
Squeezing his body into a rented tuxedo, praying he didn’t bust a seam and end up having to pay for it, plus pretending to know how to dance? Luke could’ve taken or left that. That had already happened Saturday night. It was the last week of Luke’s last year of high school and tonight was the event he’d been looking forward to for months.