Boners in the Showers

The Tigers, Laketown University’s football team, were exhausted. Dejected and sweaty, men began pulling off their uniforms in silence. The coach tried to raise their spirits in that sad locker room for the first couple of minutes, but soon left, realizing nothing he said would help their horrible defeat feel better.

“We fucking suck,” Samuel groaned, peeling off his pants and revealing his perky asscheeks to the locker room.

“Dude, I knew the Cyclones were going to be too much,” Kurt agreed, “But that was just brutal.”

Slowly, players began filtering out of the locker room, grumbling, talking about going to the bar, or just hanging their heads low. Samuel, Kurt, Trent, and Peter, the few players who actually wanted to talk about what went wrong, were soon left alone.

“No, that’s what I’m saying, if we had established the run game earlier, I think we could have-” Paul was interrupted by a hand up and cocked head from Trent.

“Sorry to interrupt man,” Trent told Paul, “But is it like super quiet in here, or is it just me?”

The other football players looked around, realizing that, in fact, it was quiet. They had been too engrossed in their discussion to realize it at first, but no one else was still there.

“I guess everyone else just wanted to go home and not think about it,” Samuel stood up from the bench and stretched.

“Not that I can blame them,” Trent sniffed his armpit and recoiled, “I need to hit the showers and get out of here.”

Kurt watched Trent, then Paul, then Samuel, undress completely and walk toward the showers. He begged for his cock to go down so he could go to the showers, too. There was no explanation for his hard cock but the obvious one, he loved seeing his teammates shower naked. He sneakily peered around the lockers to see the water running down their muscled bodies, streaming off their cocks and balls before falling to the drain. Kurt could watch them all day, various fantasies playing in his head, but he knew they would soon notice his absence. Should he sneak out and go home, or join them?

“Kurt?” Paul’s voice echoed off the shower tiles, “Did you leave us too, buddy?”

The guys laughed and Kurt yelled out, “Coming!”

“Hurry up, there’s going to be no warm water soon!” Samuel yelled back.

“Come on, old lady, you need to get your walker to come over here or what?” Trent laughed.

The pressure from his teammates was too much. Kurt decided to just fuck it, who cares. He has a boner, but everyone gets one, right? He pulled off his uniform and walked around the corner to the showers, cock proudly bobbing in front of him. Thankfully, his teammates were turned toward the shower heads and away from him, so he got in and hoped it would go down soon like it normally did. He closed his eyes and put his head in the stream, breathing deeply.

“Oh damn!” Trent yelled, causing Kurt to jump back and open his eyes. He was greeted with the sight of Trent looking directly at his erect cock, eyes wide.

“You didn’t want to…” Paul coughed, “Take care of that before you joined us?”

Kurt tried to shrug nonchalantly, hoping that he wasn’t beet red from embarrassment. “Don’t y’all get boners?” he responded.

“Not while I’m showering with my teammates,” Samuel responded, laughing and looking at Kurt’s cock as well.

Trent cleared his throat and everyone looked at him.

“Well, I guess Trent can’t say the same, Samuel!” Paul laughed, pointing to Trent’s cock as it grew in response to seeing Kurt’s cock.

“Come on, guys,” Trent said, his usually confident voice wavering, “Kurt has a huge cock. I just...wasn’t expecting to see that.”

“Yeah sure,” Samuel said, “It’s just a fear response, huh?”

“Oh, fuck it,” Trent shook his head and, quicker than Kurt could have possibly reacted, got onto his knees and took Kurt’s cock in his hands.

“What the fuck?” Samuel asked, moving back towards the shower wall. Paul stood there in stunned silence, all of them watching to see what Trent would do next.

“I get boners, too. I usually get them when I think about you. About your tight ass and your abs,” Trent whispered, “Please fuck my face.”

Kurt felt what was previously embarrassment, but was now desire, flare up into his chest and face. He was sure this all had to be a dream, that there was no way something like this would actually happen. But he didn’t want to wake up. Slowly, as if he was hardly moving, Kurt pressed the head of his cock to Trent’s lips. Trent opened his mouth. A moment later, Trent was blowing Kurt in the showers, their teammates looking on as Trent swirled his tongue around Kurt’s cock and relaxed his throat to take him in deeper.

“Holy shit,” Samuel whispered, still watching. His cock was growing as well, even though he would have never said he was interested in men before this. But he couldn’t deny it, this was hot as fuck. He began stroking himself as precum leaked from his tip. He wanted Trent to take him in his mouth, too.

“This is…” Paul was unable to find the right words, his cock also reacting happily to the sexual tension mounting. “Damn,” he whispered as he looked over to see Samuel jacking off. Paul had thought that something like this would be nice, that he wanted to see how his teammates would react to his body someday, but only in his most drunken moments had he ever thought it could be possible. Now, Samuel was jacking off to Trent blowing Kurt, and Paul wanted so badly to blow Samuel, too.

He took Trent’s bravery for himself and knelt down in front of Samuel. Samuel smiled, the barriers of what they could do with each other already broken by Kurt and Trent. He put his cock on top of Paul’s mouth and Paul took it happily, the width being more than he had expected as it filled him up.

Soon, the showers were filled with the sound of water and Trent and Paul’s sucking as their faces were fucked by their teammates. Kurt held Trent’s face close, burying his entire length into his warm mouth as he came. He allowed himself to let go completely, pouring wave after wave of sticky cum into Trent’s mouth. Trent swallowed obediently and looked up at him, hoping that it wasn’t over. Kurt looked over to see Samuel coming all over Paul’s face and chest and smiled. He knew that there would be many more showers for the Tigers in the future.

Photo by Joshua Allwood on Unsplash