Sheyla reached Jayswoot just as Teapot was saying, "You sure you're alright, Jayswoot?"
"I don't care! Just go away!" growled Jayswoot, his deep, seductive voice dripping with malice.
Then, Sheyla lost sight of Jayswoot in the crowd of stoned jocks that was milling about the locker room. Teapot walked away with a smug look on his face, his hands raised in a position of surrender. "What's up with him?" Sheyla asked.
"Oh, he's just lovesick…" Teapot grinned devilishly.
"Come on, Teapot, you can't keep that joke alive forever!" Sheyla replied, good-natured as always.
"See if I don't. You don't have a mean bone in your body!" Teapot laughed. "And you know that it is Addilyn's thing, not mine."
"Yeah, I know," Sheyla conceded.
"Well, I gotta go. I got places to be, things to do!" Teapot saluted.
Sheyla chuckled, and began watching a YouTube video on her iPad. Addilyn had recommended it herself. Sheyla always had to stay at school late because her dad never came on time, and the dark, sweet-smelling locker room was as good a place to stay as ever.
Suddenly, Jayswoot stepped out of the shower area, towel jauntily wrapped around his muscular pelvis and water dribbling down his well-toned abdomen.
"Omigod, Jayswoot!" Sheyla gasped, too enraptured to look away.
"Jeez, Sheyla, some privacy please?" Jayswoot rolled his eyes.
"It's just… that… body!" gasped Sheyla, almost past the point of articulation.
"Oh, you want to see more, do you?" Jayswoot raised his eyebrow, slinking his towel just enough past down to reveal just a little more.
Sheyla blushed as she began to feel heat in her core as she stared at his midriff, and Jayswoot began breathing heavily as his eyes raked her voluptuous body, mentally undressing her from her all black ensemble that matched her jaunty, coal-black curls, imagining her without the soft black sweater vest that clung to her, showing off every curve in her body and the tight black sweatpants that did not hide her ankles.
Sheyla noticed his gaze. "So you really do like me? I thought that was just a joke that Addilyn and Teapot made up!"
"I think I might be starting to!" Jayswoot yelped as his towel began to part from his body with no help from his hands.
Conquered by primal urges that awakened in his body, Jayswoot backed Sheyla against a locker.
Sheyla was surprised, and began to talk, fast-paced, "I don't know, should we really start this? I mean people might talk, you know! I mean what IIf somebody caught…"
Jayswoot shut her up with a kiss. Her lips were soft, like a perfectly glazed donut. He brought her sweatpants down to her knees to reveal fragile gray knickers. The room was now steamy, from the shower that Jayswoot had forgotten to turn off. This set the perfect mood.
Tearing off her jacket, Jayswoot caressed her beautiful chest, flicking and squeezing her nipples till they ached and stiffened. His hands slowly found their way to her ass, moving her knickers down to fondle the beautiful white orbs within. The towel was long forgotten, and his erection grazed her imploringly.
Jayswoot was not one to do things halfway. He rammed himself inside of her as their fingers interlocked, feeling her sigh of air inside his mouth.
He kept going, harder and faster, and her breath increased in heaviness. She was enjoying this! He slowed his thrusts to an agonizing crawl. She was agitated, willing him to quicken the pace.
Finally, he pulled out… and thrust! In a quick burst, he came with her.
When he pulled away from Sheyla, she was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
