Date: Fri, 13 Jan 2017 23:51:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: Clyde Ramriez <clyderamirez@yahoo.com>
Subject: Locker Room Encounter ch. 7

Hey all happy new year! I hope everyone finds what they're wanting in
this new year. I've been on hiatus I know it's been a while but I'm back
at it. This story is going off on so many tangents and I love it. I love
hearing from you guys it's really encouraging. Enjoy the story boys ;)

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encounter of minors but otherwise it is entirely fictional.

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Chapter 7

I stood in the locker room for a few minutes processing what my team
captain just said and did. Andres rounded the corner towards the swimming
lockers and set his bag down when he noticed me standing there a bit
dumbfounded. His friendly face turned instantly and he rushed over to my
side as soon as he noticed, concern and worry in his eyes. He furred his
brow and grabbed my shoulders.
"Hey buddy what's wrong?" He asked. The guys had left the locker room by
now and we were alone.
"I don't know I just...I think...I don't know." I stammered, unable to
summon words and complete thoughts to fruition.
Andres kept looking at my face, his filling with panic now.
"No it's not that." I said bluntly already knowing the direction in which
his mind was going. His demeanor edged off a little but not much.
"Are you sure..." He started but now his fear was getting to me. I
interrupted him before he could finish.
"Yes stop asking. You weren't here when it happened." I said the hint of
frustration in my voice not hidden well. Apparently that's not what he
wanted to hear.
"Shit you might not have anything to lose but I have everything to
consider before I come out." He said angrily after a few moments of
silence. He had grabbed my arm and I twisted out of his grip. His blank
face told me everything I needed to know.
I stood in front of him unable to process everything that had just
happened and decided to go out to the pool and stretch alone with my
thoughts. My dick had finally deflated and I could enter the space
without being gawked at.
Andres followed a few minutes after and sat down on the other side of the
stretch mat. He must have felt my eyes on him. He looked at me. I
couldn't read his stony expression for any sort of emotion. I pleaded
silently with my
eyes and jerked my head slightly for him to come and sit with me. He just
turned his head and looked away.
Practice was hell but a welcome task as I needed to think about what was
to happen next. Andres barely said a word to me during weights and
aerobic exercise. He wouldn't even look at me as I climbed my aching body
out of
the shallow end. He went straight for the locker room but he didn't
shower. I stood under the warm spray for several minutes thinking to
myself. I saw him walk out of the locker room as I turned my shower head
on. A couple minutes had passed without my noticing because apparently I
was massaging shampoo into my hair for a good minute. Kenny one of the
other juniors nudged me. I looked up and he had a puzzled look on his
face.
"Y'all right?" He asked. I always found his southern accent cute as hell.
"Yeah I'm just...thinking." I said returning to my stupor, but not before
noticing his body. In three seconds my eyes drank in his pearly skin. His
muscles were rounded and very well defined. He had narrow hips that guys
always had and that v leading down to his nicely rounded, full package. I
felt my dick stir even now in all my frustration.
"Well get it out. Tell me." Said Kenny. I looked around and noticed most
of the other guys had left the showers. Only a few remained at the other
end of the shower room.
"Why do you wanna know?" I asked in a bit of a nervous tone. I was
shifting under his gaze and couldn't meet his very sexy hazel eyes.
"Because you're like a brother and we've known each other since 4th grade
when both of us started swimming." He replied smartly "Now spit it out.
You might even feel better."
"It's just..." I started to tell him but the familiar feeling of panic
filled the back of my mind telling me he just wouldn't understand.
"Come on..."
"I don't know...."
"Ok look...I think I know what's going on." He offered finally. I stopped
rinsing the conditioner out of my hair and quickly turned my head towards
him. His smirk and sly smile alarmed me while he was smearing body wash
on his loofah and washing himself.
"You do?" I almost squeaked. This was not the way I wanted my coming out
to go. I felt my pulse quicken and my breath becoming short.
"Of course it's obvious." He replied cryptically.
I swallowed hard. He held my gaze for a few moments.
"Girl trouble." He said finally before chortling to himself a few times.
The knot in my stomach loosened up a bit but caution still warned me that
I could still inadvertently reveal myself to Kenny.
"Umh...yeah. How did you know?" I asked. A sigh followed my false
admission.
He smiled and laughed to himself.
"The signs are always the same lil man. Blank stare, frustration, being
quiet. But then again you've been real shy the whole time we've known ya.
Hot shit!" He began before he nearly jumped out of his skin.
"What happened?" I asked in mutual surprise. I looked at him and noticed
he was staring down.
I looked down and realized I had a boner that looked like I was trying to
hide a fence post in my speedo. My hands went to my crotch immediately to
try and cover my dick while my mind froze and was unable to come up with
any sort of explanation.
"You must be some horn dog if just talkin about girls gets you goin! So
that's what's botherin ya! She's not puttin out..." He said in a hushed
tone smiling coyly. I froze waiting for his next reaction. He picked up
on my nervous demeanor.
"Hey don't worry kid happens to the best of us. If I ever pop a woody I'd
rather it be in front of a friend instead ya know?" He said jabbing me in
a friendly yet awkward way in the shoulder.
I quickly turned around and rinsed my hair hurriedly. After I was done I
said goodbye to Kenny and made my way out of the showers as fast as I
could.
I reached my locker and started drying off with my towel. As I peeled my
training suit off I realized my dick was still hard. It made an audible
thwack as it snapped out of the lycra and hit my stomach. I heard a low
whisper. I turned my head and Kenny was staring at me with his mouth
slightly open. Each second began to feel like an hour. The longer he
stared at my throbbing dick the harder it got. It was now standing at
it's full nine inches pointing slightly up while the last few inches
curved downward. That's how hard it was, bouncing rapidly with my
heartbeat. He had his towel over his shoulder and was walking towards his
locker.
"Looks like that beast is about to explode." He said taking some clothes
out of his locker. I was unable to move. My mind was screaming at my body
to move but for some reason I couldn't budge an inch.
"I uh...I don't know why I can't...I'm sorry." I sputtered. Kenny just
chuckled and finished getting dressed. It must have hit me at some point
that in the few minutes I was lost in my stupor I could have been dressed
and out of the locker room.
"Look lil brother it happens don't worry. Guys are all walking erections
anyway. I pop the hardest woodies when it's the worst time. It'll go down
trust me." He said. I couldn't tear my eyes away from his and he picked
up on my hesitation.
"Come on man relax say somethin..." He began before clarity came to his
hazel eyes. It was like a lightbulb went off in his brain and his face
changed.
"Wait a minute..." He began but I cut him off before he could finish.
"Kenny wait it's not what you think." I said through the thickness I
suddenly felt developing in my throat and the rock that had just dropped
through my stomach.
"Is it because I was in the shower and you...but then..." Kenny mumbled,
his brain slowly connecting the dots. His eyes were searching the locker
room floor when his gaze suddenly met mine.
"Kenny please..." I half whispered knowing what he was thinking.
"No fuckin way you're a fag?" He almost shouted. He took a few steps back
and knocked over the overstuffed towel bin next to the entrance leading
to the coaches office sending dirty towels tumbling onto the floor.
I stood rooted to the spot staring at him. My heart thundering 10 miles a
second while I panted.
"Fuck that shit I'm not dressing in front of a homo!" He spat before
walking back towards the showers. Every word cutting through me like a
needle piercing flesh.
I heard a door open and coach rounded the wall separating the locker room
from the office.
"What the shit is going on here you boys were supposed to leave..." He
started to bark as he was turning in the little concrete space but his
voice cut off before he finished.
Everything was happening like some deranged mechanical contraption in
front of me while I was unable to stop it. It then occurred to me how
strange this situation would look to someone observing from the outside.
One boy with a massive erection standing in the middle of the locker area
and another walking furiously in an blustered fashion stopping dead in
his tracks when he saw coach.
"Boys. What's going on?" He asked in a calm voice. Neither of us
immediately responded. Then I heard a noise towards the other entrance of
the locker room and saw Jeremy appear suddenly. He was whistling happily
with a gym bag slung over his broad shoulders and stopped suddenly, dead
in his tracks. He shifted his gaze between the three of us before finally
speaking.
"Hey uh...wow am I interrupting something?" He asked awkwardly before
putting his phone and keys back into his letter jacket.
"I was just about to ask these two the same thing. Fortunately for me in
this case only I have a wife and two kids to get home to. Being my team
captain I need you to sort this shit out and deal with it. I heard
shouting when I was in my office and came into this garbage. You got it
Jeremy?" He asked gruffly not taking his eyes off of me or Kenny.
Jeremy nodded awkwardly.
"Uh, sure. I got this. Go home coach I'm sure they're just horsin
around." He replied slowly, awkwardly, trying a feeble attempt at some
humor before turning his eyes to me and Kenny.
"Hmmph. Alright then." He grumbled before turning back towards the office
and shutting the door. We heard a key turn in a lock and a second door
slam shut. I jumped a little bit.
Nobody said a single word for a solid minute. Jeremy was looking at me,
then to Kenny, then me again.
"So...anybody care to tell me what the hell this is? I feel like I'm in
the twilight zone." He said. Even in this awkward situation he was
attempting to be friendly and make a meager attempt at some humor.
"Well..." Kenny began. "Cooper here is...he was looking..."
Unable to form a coherent sentence Jeremy looked more confused than
ever.
"Cooper is what..." He asked when Kenny's voice trailed off and was
unable to finish his thought.
"He's a fag! I caught the fucker looking at my junk when we were in the
showers!" Kenny said nervously while looking at me and pointing his
finger, trembling.
Jeremy's handsome face appeared even more confused as his eyebrows
twisted.
"What?" He said obviously playing dumb.
"Craig is this true?" He said not taking his eyes off Kenny.
The lump in my throat tightened even more. I was unable to form words. I
looked from one to the other with an open mouth and still nothing came
out.
The seconds passed like big heavy drops of rain falling one by one and
crashing. You could cut the tension in the room with a knife.
I finally shook my head in a fidgety way and averted my eyes from Jeremy.
I nervously grabbed my swim bag inside my locker and fished my towel out
to cover my still hard dick which was getting painful now it was so
rigid.
Apparently the more nervous and anxious I was the more it hardened.
After a few more minutes of terrifying silence I felt tears welling up in
my eyes. The knot in the pit of my stomach was getting tighter. Kenny
scoffed and put his clothes on over his swimsuit.
"Fuck this man. If you wanna sort it out with this freak be my guest. I'm
out." Kenny said before putting on his letter jacket and swinging his
swim bag over his shoulder. He slammed his locker shut and left.
My shoulders were shaking. I heard slow footsteps behind me and felt warm
hands touch the side of my arms. I flinched at the contact and buried
myself within the confines of my towel.
"Hey there are you okay?" Jeremy asked me gently rubbing my shoulders. I
was mortified an unable to face him.
"I'm just gonna change and go home. I'm quitting the team on Monday." I
said flatly tightening my grip on my towel. My voice broke as I said it.
"Why would you do that? You didn't do anything wrong." Jeremy said in a
bit of a surprised tone. I turned around and looked at him. He saw my
expression and his face showed concern. I was sobbing gently to myself.
Then something happened that I would never have counted on in a million
years.
I felt his strong arms wrap around me. My instincts somehow kicked in and
I grabbed him by the neck and held on while the floodgates opened. I
began to cry silently into his letterman jacket. The years of hiding and
lying to everyone suddenly erupted within me. Somehow I was still
standing but my legs weren't supporting my body.
His hands were rubbing my sides while I trembled in his arms. We stood
ther for a good 2 or 3 minutes in each other's arms. After another minute
he spoke.
"Listen to me." He said flatly and with a note of authority in his voice.
I couldn't bring myself to look at him.
"This is a team. We are all brothers. This changes nothing." I knew he
was looking at me but I didn't have any courage left in me to meet his
eyes.
I stood silent trying to take in his words of comfort but they felt
instead like empty bullets reminding me of the reality I would now have
to face whether I was ready or not.
"Look at me Craig." He said in a pleading tone. I tried but I couldn't.
And when he couldn't rouse an audible response from me he lifted my chin
to meet his gaze.
He looked at me with a vacant expression. The tears continued to roll
down my face as I averted his steely blue eyes. Even though he was being
warm and receptive, I was still mortified and embarrassed that he knew my
biggest secret.
I then felt him graze his lips against my own. Warm, soft, and
delicious.
The kiss took me by surprise and my body responded immediately. My dick
had deflated into a semi at this point after the tiff we just had but
within a few seconds I was at raging, precum leaking full mast again. My
hands searched for the concrete bench as my knees had buckled. He took my
cock in his hand and stroked a few times. His lips danced with my tongue.
My breathing was becoming ragged and short.  I thrusted into his hand.
The sweet burn and familiar tickle growing as his fingers grazed the head
with every stroke. I moaned as I felt my dick swell with pleasure.
Jeremy's hand was gliding steadily up and down my shaft, slick now with
the clear liquid that was leaking out of the head. He brought his head
down towards it and stuck out his tongue. He dabbed a little on the tip
as he continued to jack me into a frenzy. I saw a long slimy string of
precum dangle from his tongue for a few seconds before breaking.
"That's it boy..." He growled. His hand was stroking slower impending my
orgasm. I felt it flirt on the edge as I tried to thrust into his hand
bringing me just to the limit before he slowed his stroke. He must have
felt the head swell. It felt incredible and maddening at the same time
being brought to the brim and then backing down just before completion. I
felt the cum settling as I felt my balls drawing into my body and then
relax when they didn't get the release. My dick was so hard it was almost
painful. The fluid dribbling from the head was mixed with a tiny bit of
milky semen that was threatening to boil over every time Jeremy's hand
brushed the ridges of the head. My breath was coming in short bursts. I
couldn't hold it in anymore.
The first shot hit my face with such force I swear I heard the splat as
it collided with my cheek as I was looking down. The second shot was just
as copious landing straight on my tongue. My body continued it's attempt
at providing for my orgasm but I had already cam an innumerable amount of
times that day so everything escaped me in two shots. I felt my cock pump
a few more times but clear liquid just dribbled out. I gasped and panted.
Jeremy's hand was flying like a blur on my stiff dick. He then paused for
a second and milked the last of the semen out. It oozed down my shaft and
cascaded off one of my balls onto the locker room floor. I felt a shiver
run up my spine.
He looked up at me with my dick still in his hands and grinned a pearly
white, perfect smile.
"Feel better?" He crooned in a lustful voice while stroking my still hard
member. I managed to get a little nod in while I looked back at him. A
bead of sweat rolled down my temple.
He let go of my raging cock. Jeremy stood up to his impressive height.
When fully supine I noticed the very large lump in his basketball shorts.
My hands went straight to the large bulge and massaged it. I had no
control of my senses. Everything that was happening and unfolding before
me was beyond my control. I was finally allowed to explore all the facets
of my sexuality and I wasn't holding back. I mouthed at the sizeable lump
as it grew bigger and thicker before me.
Jeremy had thrown his head back and was moaning silently while holding my
head as I continued to chew on the fabric. He wound his hands in my hair
and tugged a little bit eliciting a moan from my throat as well. I grew
impatient and grabbed the sides of his shorts and pulled down.
The dick that came from within the confines of his shorts was nothing
short of mesmerizing. When I had seen him naked this morning clearly
didn't attest to the fact that he was definitely a grower and a shower.
The thickest part was not the base but the top 2 or 3 inches including
his head. It had veins and arteries roping around the shaft. If I had to
guess in length it was about 7 inches. Maybe 7 1/2. Whatever it was I was
transfixed. I grabbed it with my hand and placed it in my mouth.
I tasted the slightly sweet liquid that was leaking from the head. I
wrapped my lips around it and moaned deeply. I bobbed my head on it a few
times before I felt solid hands touch my naked shoulders.
"Hold up Coop. Fuck it feels amazing but I gotta check if we're alone and
then close the locker room. Gimme a sec and we'll get back to this." He
said a little breathless but smiling. In one swift move he pulled his
shorts off and walked towards the entrance. His stiff dick was bouncing
with every step he took. I saw him disappear around a corner towards the
entrance. A few seconds later a metallic click and his friendly face came
back into view. I took in his very handsome chiseled face and steely blue
eyes. His lean swimmers build with just the right amount of muscle to
suggest adolescence. Fuck this boy was hot. He approached me and took my
head in his hands and kissed me. I felt his soft delicious pliable lips
play with my own. It was a simple sliding of skin. He tasted me and I
tasted him. The combination of his freshly shampooed hair, the remaining
scent of his shaving cream left me in a daze. The room was spinning
slowly in my head. I was in a delirium. I felt his arm wrap it's way
around my waist and the other hooked under my knees as he picked me up. I
placed my own skinny arms around his neck and continued mashing my lips
against his. We continued to make out furiously for a few minutes. Every
taste of his lips when I pushed them against his made me want more. He
set me down on the bench. I continued to paw at his cock and get as much
of the velvety smooth rigidness in contact with my skin.
Jeremy pushed my head gently down to his throbbing dick again and I
happily obliged.
I grabbed his stiff dick and played with it a few times as he sat down on
the concrete bench. He threw his head back and leaned back on his hands.
I ran my hands along the inside of his strong thighs and felt the supple
muscles under the porcelain skin beneath my fingers. My own dick
stiffened again at the sensations coming from my hands. My mouth found
his veiny dick again and I swallowed it whole. He picked up his right arm
and placed his hand on the back of my head, lightly pushing me and
silently encouraging to work his aching member. My hands found his round,
pink balls. I felt him shudder as I licked from the root of his dick to
the head and swallow him to the hilt again. I felt his pubes tickle my
nose a little bit as I attempted to shove as much of his delicious dick
into my gullet. I retracted my mouth from it and saw long slimy strings
form and break as my saliva was getting thicker and more viscous the more
I sucked his cock. I swallowed him again and felt the massive head hit
the back of my throat. I gagged but not as much as the first time. What
came out insted was a choking noise. This apparently drove Jeremy wild
because I felt his hips buck and force his dick back inside my throat. I
loved his steely hardness sliding in and out of my mouth. I felt every
vein, every pore, every inch of the impossibly smooth skin slide in and
out of my mouth. After another few moments I felt the edges of his dick
head firm up under my gliding lips. He was panting.
"Fuck Coop...fuck...I'm right there man." He said shooting me a warning
under his labored breathing. I wanted to taste his seed badly. I swatted
his hands gently when they tried to get my head off his cock.
I looked into his impossibly blue eyes. They showed shock and amazement.
His mouth was slightly open. He was seconds away. I felt his head swell
in my mouth.
Salty warmness began to fill my mouth and at first I wanted to reject it.
I opened my mouth just a bit and let a little dribble out. Then I felt
his hand shove my head down completely until his dick was halfway down my
throat. He was forcing the rest of his load down me whether I wanted it
or not. Maybe another wouldn't have appreciated being choked and gagged
but on a dick like this I eagerly obliged. I felt the salty warm liquid
shooting into my gut. I wrapped my hand around my dick and pulled a few
times while Jeremy unloaded the rest of his epic load into my aching
throat. I loved every second and felt my own orgasm tear through me like
lightning.
I heard Jeremy moaning loudly, his voice echoing off the stone and metal
walls. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth with one hand holding my
hair gently and the other under his butt trying to force as much of his
throbbing cock inside my poor aching jaw. We continued to rock back and
forth for a few more seconds and then he let his big slimy dick slip out
of my mouth. It bounced up and down in front of my face a few times. I
took it in my hand and stroked. He smirked with his lips as I looked up
at him into those steel blue eyes and licked the tip. There were gobs of
spit and cum running down the sides as I lifted my head. He took my head
in his hands and kissed me hard. His tongue danced with mine as a mixture
of our spit and his jizz swirled around in our mouths. He pulled away
first and looked at me for a few seconds.
"Fuckin A Coop what was that?" He asked laughing and wide eyed. Words
failed me.
"I don't know...why did you...are you gay too?" I stumbled at first but
then coming to the realization of what we just did shouted out the last
few words.
"I don't know if I'm gay cause, welll, guys just...you know." He answered
sheepishly.
"Yeah?" I asked again putting more inflection in my voice hoping he'd
tell me what I wanted to hear.
"There's just no complication with guys you know it's just, sex. With
girls you gotta work for it a little. Most gay dudes wanna get right to
the action and it's fuckin hot." Jeremy said after a few moments, toying
with his blonde locks.
"Haha come on Coop we got alot to talk about I'll take you home." He said
before smiling his gorgeous smile, revealing those pearly white teeth.