The picked on twink

There was a guy I went to school with back in the day. He was the kid that everyone picked on. He was a little bit shy, a little bit quiet. I know now that he was gay. Back then I just thought of him as a sissy. he had a hard time fitting in and got picked on a lot. That is until that magic year when we started to hit the showers after gym class. I can remember an anxious feeling all during that first gym class when we all knew that afterwards we would be stripping down and showering up with the big boys... the day we discover that all men are not created equal.
The time finally came and the locker room was warm and humid, and filled with the nervous laughter of young men not really knowing what to expect. There was also a kind of excitement. I guess it was the unknown and nakedness and sexual curiosity. I can remember how most of us kind of took our time... not wanting to be the first to strut down to the showers. As we were mostly procrastinating, securing our towels around our waists, along came twink boy. He just stripped down, threw his towel over his shoulder and started to strut down the middle of the locker room. There was complete silence as we all stared with out trying to be seen staring at this skinny kid with a monster piece of meat swinging back and forth, bouncing off one leg and then the other. In the silence of the locker room you could actually hear it fwoppng back and forth as he walked.
One by one, others made their way to the showers. The twink boy was soaping up, minding his own business. The heat from the water and the suds had relaxed his cock even more. It was fat and uncut with big, heavy nuts hanging between his legs. he may have been enjoying showing off a bit, because it seemed to even be getting a little hard. As I looked around I saw a few others that were staring with their jaws open. A couple of guys were even having to hide an embarrassing boner, but nobody really noticed. They were all too busy secretly checking out the twink. He finished his shower and dried off, all the while fling dick and balls around as he did. Then he walked back to his locker and got dressed.
I didn't hear much talking after that. No one really knew how to address the subject without acknowledging that they had been checking out another guys dick.
It was that day that I realized the power of the penis... I never saw him get picked on again. In fact, He seemed to gain quite a following after that day, I assume by other guys who were as impressed as I was.