Date: Tue, 12 Nov 2019 18:08:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Foster Boy Part 3 (Young Friends) Monday morning came I was nervous as always about starting a new school. But it wasn't as bad as expected. I'd been assigned a boy to look after me and help me my first week. A blond haired boy called Ben with an infectious laugh. We instantly got on well and even though it had only been a couple of days we soon become firm friends. Sitting together in class, laughing and joking, taking the piss. Ben was good academically and for the first time in a while it motivated me to work hard as well. Things were a bit different to my previous school but Ben got me used to things and by Thursday I was on top of things. I didn't live far from school but Mary insisted I be dropped off and picked up by her, I guess after what has happened before she was cautious but it was going to be a bit suffocating if she kept doing it. I walked to the car with Ben and chatted, "oh, it's games tomorrow afternoon which will mean football outside on one of the pitches, don't forget to bring a towel" he said. "A towel?" I said in surprise, "yeah, compulsory shower after the lesson, Mr Bryant goes batshit crazy if you don't, and has been know to hand out detentions". I blushed slightly at the thought of it, all those naked bodies. I guess it would be a test for me, if I could look at all those dicks and not feel anything then I was definitely 100% straight. Ben giggled, "don't worry, it's nerve wracking at first but you get used to it, anyway you're black, you're probably well hung" he said smiling. I gave him a look, "Sorry, that was idiotic of me, I've been brought up to know better than to us racial stereotypes". he said looking genuinely upset. I smiled and said it was ok, and trying to lighten the mood I said," well I guess you'll find out!" And we giggled. He said goodbye and I got into the car. Mary drove us the short distance home, "who was that you were talking to?", "oh Ben, he's in charge of showing me around, he's really nice". "Good, he seems a nice boy, it's good to have friends. I don't want to be overprotective though but I'm not sure Pete and I would be comfortable with you going round his or anyone else's house for dinner or to stay, it's still very raw for us what happened and while I know were being over cautious I hope you understand". I nodded, it wasn't like anyone ever invited me over for stuff but still, it was nice to have the option, I hoped Mary and Pete would start to relax at some point. The next afternoon was a wet and rainy and I could see why we needed to shower afterwards. I was slow coming back in and by the time I got to the changing rooms there were lots of naked boys coming too and from the shower. Some hairless and tiny, some quite big, some really big, not many as big as me though, I guess I was better developed than I realised. Ben was next to me and started to get undressed as did I. I don't know why but I glanced towards the shower and caught a glimpse of lots of naked bums and dicks, and despite not wanting to I started to harden up. I was down to my pants so covered myself with a towel and pretended to look for something in my bag. "Don't worry, I am too" whispered Ben. I looked at him and he winked, "no one cares, I've been in the shower and boys have been popping boners all over the place, everyone takes the piss but no one is too fussed.". I nodded and said I was in no rush, he said he'd wait. It started to empty out and my dick softened. Thinking here goes nothing I pulled my pants down and waited for Ben. "See I knew you were well hung" he whispered with a giggle. I walked to the shower and felt the odd admiring glance. I successfully kept my dick soft by keeping my eyes focused in front of me and thinking of maths equations. Once I cleaned off I grabbed my towel and walked back to get changed. Ben came soon after, he looked around, saw no one was looking and dropped his towel in front of me, showing off his dick. It wasn't the smallest around, but not the largest either. He'd started puberty though, he had a few blond hairs around his 2 1/4 inch dick which did look amazing and I hardened up under my towel. He grinned, "See something you like?" he whispered, "I did" he said with a wink. I smiled back but pretended not to know what he was talking about. Was he winding me up? Was he coming on to me? In my first week? Was it a trap? I played it cool and got changed in front of him, letting him see my dick but leaving it at that. That night in bed though, however much I tried to think of girls, only one thing was in my mind as I wanked. Ben's dick. I wondered what it felt like, how big it got when it was hard, I wondered what it would be like to suck....and then I came on my hand and felt guilty even thinking like that. I cleaned up and went to sleep, happy to have met such a nice boy, but confused as hell....