By the time Jon got to gym class, he had changed further. His mother had wished that he had more boy friends. When he had woken up, he had only one boyfriend, Pete. Now he had more boyfriends; now Jon's gym class was filled with handsome gay guys, almost all of whom were in a group relationship in which Jon was included. And gym class was done the way Jon felt it should be done, in the nude. Jon loved it. Being surrounded by hot guys, exercising in the nude, being in a relationship with almost all of them. He didn't mind sharing. With so many guys, everyone was able to get some action. And their gym teacher, Mr. Moore, was hot, as well. He always allowed the boys to cuddle up against his naked body before class and never neglected the most important parts of gym class, the group sex at the end.
As Jon stripped alongside his classmates, he thought back to the lipstick he had given Karyn. It did seem strange that Karyn hadn't recognized it, but then she hardly ever wore lipstick. It might have been his mother's, in which case, if she asked, he would simply tell her he had given it to Karyn by mistake. Since they lived next door, it wouldn't be hard to get it back.
His reverie was interrupted by a pair of strong, masculine arms wrapped around him. As every boy openly slept with almost every other boy, this display of intimacy was perfectly normal. Pete, his favorite boyfriend, kissed him on the cheek and said, "We're doing volleyball today. Want to be on my team? I hear the winning team gets to have sex with Mr. Moore."
"Of course," said Jon. "Mr. Moore is so hot. They say he has the biggest cock in school. He certainly looks that way. Though it might not be as nice as, say, your's is." Jon cupped Pete's cock in his hand and the two boys giggled as they went to the gym alongside his lovers.
