I nodded at Paul, friendly but no smile. He didnt seem like the type who responds to outgoing, bubbly positivity. Id have to work slowly to get on his good side. When he realized it was me in the shower with him, he put two and two together, understood that I had made the team, and let out an audible, hissing scoff before turning his face back into the stream of water. Whatever, bud. Im here, youre here, get used to it. I think thats how that phase goes?
With Pauls vision obscured by the water, I unconsciously started to survey his body. His muscles were out of control, so defined but still lean. His chest was even more developed than I thought, and he had great quarter-sized nipples prominent on each pec. Those abs that had been obscured by his singlet earlier were now on parade. I could really only see them from the side, but he seemed to have a well-carved eight pack. And his tan! Everything was tan except a square-cut area of blinding white where his trunks usually sat. And then I registered Pauls cock. The tan lines served as a couple of arrows directing my gaze to it. It was immense, it looked so heavy that it even seemed to be pulling the gallons of water funneling off it. It was probably an inch longer than mine soft, and it had a sickening girth that was consistent the whole way down the shaft. How could it be that big and still be soft? Holy shit, youre checking him out. Youre not even ga
And thats when I felt the familiar tingle in my cock. This desperate panic rose in my chest, and I froze and closed my eyes trying to will the tingle away. I tried to concentrate on the water hitting my chest, the weather, what new movies I wanted to see, the ache in my muscles. The tingle was growing, radiating down my legs a bit, I just tried to ignore it. I didnt dare look down; that would be the end of it. If I saw my cock even a little plump, I was sure it would go full mast within seconds. Curt, do NOT get a boner here, this cannot happen right now. If Paul sees you standing next to him with a hardon, forget about the team, forget about being popular, youll seriously have to move away and go to a new college.
I opened my eyes and looked toward Paul to make sure he still had his face in the shower stream so maybe I could make a quick exit. Then I felt a white hot surge of adrenaline as I realized he had turned toward me and that his line of site went directly to my cock. He was frozen, too, but then a smirk spread across his face. Curt, do NOT look down. Maybe hes just surprised by how big you are soft. You could still be soft. Dont look down.
Then the unthinkable happened; I heard voices in the locker room. I was still facing the wall, but I turned my head just in time to catch sight of the two wrestlers now completely naked who had been sparring while I had my chat with Coach. I swung my body instinctively toward Paul so that they could only see my ass. I guess I figured in that split second that Paul had already seen whatever was going on down south, even if it was nothing, but I didnt want to chance other teammates catching sight of my possibly hard, gigantic cock. I knew what little Curt could do. Has it really been a half-hour since I got in the shower? It feels like its been 2 minutes. This is getting out of hand, I need to get out of here NOW.
The two new teammates took positions at shower heads on the wall directly behind me. Paul and I were on the same wall, he was facing me, Im now facing him, and the other guys were both facing my back. I felt sandwiched there. I looked back up at Pauls face; his gaze was lowered. I was so distracted by the new terror of two more teammates seeing my cock that I absent-mindedly followed Pauls eyes down, down, down. What the hell is he looking at so intently? Did I shit myself or somethi
I was at half-staff. I saw that I was at half-staff. I registered that I had a half-boner in the shower with three other guys with no escape and no towel to grab and cover my growing erection. Baseball baseball baseball. Nope, it was too late. I felt faint as three giant throbs made their way to my groin. It only took three throbs and I swelled to my full, thick 10 inches. My raging, rock-hard pole was sticking straight out. No, thats a lie, my cock was so hard that it was now angling up. There was no way to disguise that I had a full-blown bone in the shower; no way to play it off as a little semi that would go down. Pauls eyes got wide, and his smile grew, too. Dont, Paul, please dont. Just please let this one go.
Miraculously, Paul didnt call the other guys over to see me at my most vulnerable. He was just staring. Maybe Ill make it out of this. Maybe theres more to Paul than being a wrestling machine. Hey, its Curt, right? one of the other guys said to me. I just didnt know what to do. My cock was bouncing with my heartbeat. It felt like my dick was a bowstring that was being plucked every second. There was no way I could turn and face them.
I managed to turn my head and smile weakly, Yeah, man. Nice to meet you.
He and his friend were both facing my back, I didnt dare bring myself to look down at their packages. Likewise, and great job out there. Im Dane, and this is Robert. Welcome to the team. My poor heart is going to literally jump out of my chest. Just stop talking and leave! My cock bounced.
Thanks, guys. Listen, my muscles are just crazy sore, Im going to close my eyes and let the heat do its work. Lets catch up at practice, okay? I said, maybe with a hint of desperation in my voice mostly masked by the sound of water hitting tile. I was putting all my will into keeping my throbbing 10-incher out of their lines of sight. I turned my head back to face Paul. Is he egging them on or something?
No problem, man, you deserve it! Just let us know if youd like any pointers; were happy to show you the ropes. Okay?
Uh, Curt? You hear me, buddy?
Dane said.
I heard them, but the signals werent really making it to my brain. While Dane was blabbing, I had turned my head to find Pauls eyes still on my rock hard metronome. Somehow his eyes were even wider than before, and his mouth was even open a bit. I obviously hadnt learned my lesson from before, and looked down at my dick. Out of the mouth of my foreskin, a copious volume of pre-cum had not only made itself present, it had overflowed and drawn with it a surprisingly thick silver string which connected the tip of my bobbing cock to the sterile tile of the shower room floor. I felt another white-hot surge of adrenaline hit my face. Fuck, it feels like my cock is going to explode, its too hard to go down! And now Im dripping? What the fuck am I going to do!? Has Paul noticed?
Dane was still talking in the background as I slowly brought my gaze back up to maybe glean what was going through Pauls mind. My head was moving too slowly, though, and my poor eyes locked on something that completely caught me off guard. As soon as it clicked that Pauls massive battering ram was as hard as mine, I felt one more huge throb in my chest. Oh god. No, this isnt happening. The surge of blood was making its way down my torso. I wanted it to stop so badly, but it reached my groin. It was like a chain reaction along the length of my cock: my balls drew up even tighter, and my cock managed to elongate just a quarter of an inch more with that huge surge. That quarter inch was just enough to finally send my foreskin peeling all the way back, exposing my most private area to Paul. Fuck fuck fuck! Hold it back, dont let it happen!
I managed to hold it back for another couple seconds, but that just managed to intensify the building explosion. At about the moment Dane said show you the ropes, the glistening, exposed red head of my cock swelled even more, and the first blast of searing white cum violently vaulted into the steam of the shower. That first blast was so thick, heavy and voluminous that it hadnt even separated from the head of my surging cock before the second blast erupted. The second shot was somehow more violent than the first and actually overtook my first one midflight, combining into one massive load at the moment they hit their target. Unfortunately, Paul had left his mouth agape, and the raised angle of my cock had made the one-in-a-million shot possible. The double load nearly choked Paul as it hit him square in the back of the throat. Some of it rebounded and dribbled down his chin, a good amount splashed into his nasal cavities and leaked out his nose, but he instinctively managed to swallow the bulk of the huge load.
Uh, Curt? You hear me, buddy?
I kept shuddering as eight more thick ropes hit Paul, splattering him in the chest, then stomach, then massive cock. He was plastered with cum, and the load got trapped wherever he had any hair. I guess my body was blocking any view that Dane and Robert had of Paul. In between the last couple ropes, I managed to answer Dane with a labored, Yeah
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Wow, he must really be hurting. Dane said to Robert as they finished their quick rinse and headed back to the lockers.
