In college, I was a football team manager, which involved treating injuries, wrapping ankles, etc. etc. I had a partner, a female, two years older than me. She was 21, I was 19 (but I looked 25). She was black, very slim, but with nice hips and large tits. Her name was Ruth and I she never realized that I was her junior.

One extremely hot August day, Ruth and I were sitting on the sidelines with not much happening. Ruth kept leaning against me and it made me both horny and uncomfortable, as it looked unprofessional. I felt bad that I had a hot girl leaning on me, while other guys were getting their asses kicked on the field. Finally, because it was so hot, she suggested that we go inside the building to get some shade. I agreed, just following her lead. We weren't supposed to, but we did it anyway and no one either seemed to notice or care. I followed her into the athletic department and we made chit chat about how cool it was inside and how hot it was outside.

Despite my size and looks, I was basically an inexperienced teenager at the time so I was really into the attention she was giving me. With no one in the building, she decided she wanted to see what the men's locker room looked like. I again, just followed her, knowing full well she wasn't supposed to be in our locker room. When we got in, she made a comment about the smell of sweat. I told her to breathe through her mouth, jokingly. We just stook there and she did the same thing to me as she was doing outside. She leaned against me, with her front to my back. This time I felt more of her tits pressing against me and my heart started racing even more when her hands reached around and hugged me from behind. She was making it seem like she was tired and just needed support.

As my body tensed, I said ... "we're going to get in trouble." I meant that as if they saw a girl in the men's locker room, but she took it as more sexual and replied "it's ok, it'll be worth it" as she lowed her right hand from my waist to my cock and gave it a long gentle but firm squeeze. To this day, I love this type of squeeze and it reminds me of her.

My body tensed, so much so that I couldn't turn around, and I guess what she had in mind didn't required me to turn around. She easily reached into my adidas style sweat pants and boxer briefs and found my cock. She squeezed it inside a few times, then jerked it out of my pants, fully exposing my cock in the men's locker room. At this point, she was still pressed behind me, with her right hand reaching around to jerk my cock and her left hand on my chest. My back was tensely arched to meet her tits on my back and after only five or so minutes my cum started to spurt in massive thick quantities into the air, landing on the floor, bench and red lockers.

Now that Ruth had drained me, the fear of getting caught rushed back into my body, but without any of the testosterone and horniness. I turned around, finally and saw her face, she was biting her lip and said "hey baby." I had no horny left and said "we should go, if we get caught, it'll be bad." She said ok and we went back onto the field, with some minorly annoyed faces greeting us.