This is the true story of my time Gooning over the wrestling team captain and the time I got caught sniffing his underwear. Names have been changed. I was a sophomore in high school who just finished a strong freshman year and was eager to get back to the grind in September. I grew up in the pool and at swim clubs- to be on the swim team was a no brainer. However, Swimming was a winter sport so I decide to go for intermural soccer in the fall. Intramural sports in my home town are through the township & not the high school. There were no cuts on U17 intramural fall soccer & everyone made the team.
The wrestlers in my high school were multi-sport athletes. Fall saw the young jocks training on the Football team or Cross country. Most wrestlers saw the best results training cross country and folding that into their wrestling cardio. However, soccer provided much needed cardio as well. The intermural U17 league would practice one day a week- usually Wednesdays. Games were on Saturday mornings. To my shock and suprise on a balmy Saturday in early September- members of the team started to show up. These guys did not attend the Wednesday practice. Mainly because this was only for fun and they had a previous relationship with the coach. Growing up- it was always one of our dads as the coach.
Saturday the first game- A lot of new guys showed up for our first game. They were on the team and came to WIN! One of the seniors who showed up and showed out was Ed Stout. Eddie was a low key science and Technology brain. But he was also built like a champion wrestler thanks to his work ethic and coaches. As a junior he had already secured 100 Wins on the mat. Eddie was 5’10” to my 6’1” for comparison. Eddie has pale white creamy skin and long shaggy hair that he would shave into a buzz cut and bleach during wrestling season. The skin on his face was poor, mainly due to hormones but the sweaty mats and constant physical exertion didn’t help. The poor skin did not deter from his hotness. For his skin didn’t detract from his muscular body.
Eddie has a THICK neck from neck bridges, planks, and isometric holds. When you look at him, that’s the first thing you notice- trapezius muscles, which contribute to the overall width and mass of the neck are reaching up to his ears. “Cauliflower ear” deformed the shape of his ears, which now both stick out 90 degrees from his skull. Big pillowy Ear mounds that need to be drained like the puss on his face. Blue eyed Eddie was of European decent- with German and Swiss making up his ancestry. I also noticed the name on his duffle bag. His big navy blue duffle with Yellow embroidery read; “Sled”.
These are the only things I knew of Ed at the time. Mr. Stout is stout from Wrestling with bad skin and big ears. Our first game was a success- we won and I even headed butted the ball. There wasn’t really a lot of comeraderie after the first game and this trend would continue though the season. Rarely did anyone show up to practice and the games were just for fun. The season ended un-eventfully and rolled right into Swimming season for me & hammer time for Ed!
The wrestlers have a their own smaller locker room off the main locker room in our school. That room was always locked, but I did see an old couch in there. The wrestling coach was the vice principal of the school, So i assume the couch came from his basement. It was a basement couch, if I ever saw one. The Main locker room was where the mens swim team was to change. Sadly we didn’t share showers with the wrestlers. There were two very different shower areas— ours was off the pool corridor and was big and airy. The wrestlers had a smaller shower set up. Small, dark and tucked in the corner off their locked locker room.
One could ALWAYS find chairs in their showers. Why they needed to sit down in the shower, I will never know. But It keeps me hard, pleasuring myself thinking about the studs sitting down under the spray from the warm water, with their cocks hanging off the chair. Big wrestler cocks, filled with all that protein baby batter. Heavy cocks. Hanging. Ok, Back to the story…
One winter afternoon, I was going to be late to practice. I was constantly trying to reconfigure my schedule so i’d be in the locker room at the same time as the wrestling team. I needed to see who was the king in the chair, sitting down to shower and what that dynamic looked like. Were the other peasant wrestlers soaping up the king in the chair? I assumed it was Mr. Stout or one of the other captains, in that throne. No such luck, those showers were empty as was the rest of the locker room. Vacant.
Bummed I decided to get undressed for swim practice. I slipped off my sweats and boxers and threw on my speedo and long board shorts. I turned to leave for the pool corridor, when I stopped short. I wanted to check that locked wrestler’s room. And IT WAS OPEN. I was let IN! There were a few duffle bags thrown about, on and off the couch. Singlets hanging in the open Lockers and other personal items. I was in heaven. All that musty ball smell. All this gear, look delish and RIPE. My dick was now poking up through my speedo and the top of my board shorts. I had to reposition it. Then I saw a familiar duffle bag. “SLED” in yellow embroidery.
I immediately reached down to grab it as I Turned to re-check I was still alone in the locker room. I ripped through the zipper and dug in this navy blue treasure chest. I felt a damp terry cloth headband which i stuffed into my speedo. In the bag I found the socks and briefs. No singlet. Eddie wore Under Armor 6 inch black boxer briefs and white tube socks. Classics. I could see a faint skid mark on the back of his shorts. I held the shorts to my face inhaling like they were an oxygen mask. I held the shorts out in front of me- looking for any pre-cum stains. It was then that I heard the toilet flush. Second later the, stall door flung open and the outline of a gorilla was shown in shadow.
It wasn’t a gorilla, it was Ed! Thick neck Ed. SLED STOUT! I Dropped the underwear back in his bag as soon as he turned and make eye contact with me. His socks were still on the floor with miscellanous spilled content. I guess the door was unlocked because Ed the 100+ Wins Wrestling team captain was there pooping! Stunned! I was then slammed back and collided with the wall behind me. The Gorilla hit me like a bull. The door inches away, I was turning towards it when I was put into a headlock on the floor. I could still see the contents of the open duffle bag next to me on the floor.
I assumed Ed told me he was going to report me to the Vice Principal. Instead, (To Be Continued)…
The wrestlers in my high school were multi-sport athletes. Fall saw the young jocks training on the Football team or Cross country. Most wrestlers saw the best results training cross country and folding that into their wrestling cardio. However, soccer provided much needed cardio as well. The intermural U17 league would practice one day a week- usually Wednesdays. Games were on Saturday mornings. To my shock and suprise on a balmy Saturday in early September- members of the team started to show up. These guys did not attend the Wednesday practice. Mainly because this was only for fun and they had a previous relationship with the coach. Growing up- it was always one of our dads as the coach.
Saturday the first game- A lot of new guys showed up for our first game. They were on the team and came to WIN! One of the seniors who showed up and showed out was Ed Stout. Eddie was a low key science and Technology brain. But he was also built like a champion wrestler thanks to his work ethic and coaches. As a junior he had already secured 100 Wins on the mat. Eddie was 5’10” to my 6’1” for comparison. Eddie has pale white creamy skin and long shaggy hair that he would shave into a buzz cut and bleach during wrestling season. The skin on his face was poor, mainly due to hormones but the sweaty mats and constant physical exertion didn’t help. The poor skin did not deter from his hotness. For his skin didn’t detract from his muscular body.
Eddie has a THICK neck from neck bridges, planks, and isometric holds. When you look at him, that’s the first thing you notice- trapezius muscles, which contribute to the overall width and mass of the neck are reaching up to his ears. “Cauliflower ear” deformed the shape of his ears, which now both stick out 90 degrees from his skull. Big pillowy Ear mounds that need to be drained like the puss on his face. Blue eyed Eddie was of European decent- with German and Swiss making up his ancestry. I also noticed the name on his duffle bag. His big navy blue duffle with Yellow embroidery read; “Sled”.
These are the only things I knew of Ed at the time. Mr. Stout is stout from Wrestling with bad skin and big ears. Our first game was a success- we won and I even headed butted the ball. There wasn’t really a lot of comeraderie after the first game and this trend would continue though the season. Rarely did anyone show up to practice and the games were just for fun. The season ended un-eventfully and rolled right into Swimming season for me & hammer time for Ed!
The wrestlers have a their own smaller locker room off the main locker room in our school. That room was always locked, but I did see an old couch in there. The wrestling coach was the vice principal of the school, So i assume the couch came from his basement. It was a basement couch, if I ever saw one. The Main locker room was where the mens swim team was to change. Sadly we didn’t share showers with the wrestlers. There were two very different shower areas— ours was off the pool corridor and was big and airy. The wrestlers had a smaller shower set up. Small, dark and tucked in the corner off their locked locker room.
One could ALWAYS find chairs in their showers. Why they needed to sit down in the shower, I will never know. But It keeps me hard, pleasuring myself thinking about the studs sitting down under the spray from the warm water, with their cocks hanging off the chair. Big wrestler cocks, filled with all that protein baby batter. Heavy cocks. Hanging. Ok, Back to the story…
One winter afternoon, I was going to be late to practice. I was constantly trying to reconfigure my schedule so i’d be in the locker room at the same time as the wrestling team. I needed to see who was the king in the chair, sitting down to shower and what that dynamic looked like. Were the other peasant wrestlers soaping up the king in the chair? I assumed it was Mr. Stout or one of the other captains, in that throne. No such luck, those showers were empty as was the rest of the locker room. Vacant.
Bummed I decided to get undressed for swim practice. I slipped off my sweats and boxers and threw on my speedo and long board shorts. I turned to leave for the pool corridor, when I stopped short. I wanted to check that locked wrestler’s room. And IT WAS OPEN. I was let IN! There were a few duffle bags thrown about, on and off the couch. Singlets hanging in the open Lockers and other personal items. I was in heaven. All that musty ball smell. All this gear, look delish and RIPE. My dick was now poking up through my speedo and the top of my board shorts. I had to reposition it. Then I saw a familiar duffle bag. “SLED” in yellow embroidery.
I immediately reached down to grab it as I Turned to re-check I was still alone in the locker room. I ripped through the zipper and dug in this navy blue treasure chest. I felt a damp terry cloth headband which i stuffed into my speedo. In the bag I found the socks and briefs. No singlet. Eddie wore Under Armor 6 inch black boxer briefs and white tube socks. Classics. I could see a faint skid mark on the back of his shorts. I held the shorts to my face inhaling like they were an oxygen mask. I held the shorts out in front of me- looking for any pre-cum stains. It was then that I heard the toilet flush. Second later the, stall door flung open and the outline of a gorilla was shown in shadow.
It wasn’t a gorilla, it was Ed! Thick neck Ed. SLED STOUT! I Dropped the underwear back in his bag as soon as he turned and make eye contact with me. His socks were still on the floor with miscellanous spilled content. I guess the door was unlocked because Ed the 100+ Wins Wrestling team captain was there pooping! Stunned! I was then slammed back and collided with the wall behind me. The Gorilla hit me like a bull. The door inches away, I was turning towards it when I was put into a headlock on the floor. I could still see the contents of the open duffle bag next to me on the floor.
I assumed Ed told me he was going to report me to the Vice Principal. Instead, (To Be Continued)…
