Fun in the showers

[Jonjon2]

This is my first attempt at a story on here (apart from retelling my real experiences) and so please provide feedback and advice.

14 year old Kevin was a member of the school Under 15 football team and the team practiced after school on a Wednesday evening. This was the same evening that the girls under 15 netball team practiced. Although both teams were called the Under 15s, in fact almost all of the pupils on the teams were at least 15 as it was based on the school year. Kevin was the youngest and was in the year below but he was a good footballer and so was recruited by the team. He tended to play on the right wing as he was very quick and could run down the wing and kick the ball into the goal area for one of his team mates to score. He loved playing football. He loved being on the team apart from when some of the older boys would play pranks on him. They would hide his shorts when they were all changing so that he would have his football shirt on and would take off his school trousers and underpants and then would go to his bag to get his shorts and they would have disappeared. They would then suddenly appear having been thrown at him from one of his team mates but not before he had to suffer the comments on his lack of development in terms of penis size and pubic hair. Indeed he was the only one on the team who didn't wear a jockstrap because the games master had said that he didn't need one yet. It was true that he hadn't really started puberty and was more like a younger boy in regards to the size of his penis and testicles and his lack of pubic hair. Of course he disliked the showers at the end of the matches as he again had to suffer all of the comments about still being a little boy. This was made worse because the games master foolishly trusted the team to be responsible and so left them to get changed and showered without any supervision. He was just content that the team captain would go to his office and tell him when they had all finished so that the room could be locked. The showers were just an open area with 8 overhead shower heads that they all got under together, although they could only really fit about 10 in at a time. Inevitably Kevin was always made to wait until the last few were in the showers. Having to stand around in the cold, waiting for a hot shower, did nothing to boost his self esteem. Like the others, as soon as he got into the changing room he would take off all of his wet and muddy kit and then wait, naked, until he could grab a place in the showers and in the meantime put up with comments such as: " I know I haven't got my glasses on but I think you should be in the girls team because there doesn't look to be anything between your legs" and " I didn't know they made them that small." Eventually he would be able to have his warm shower but he would know that there was a good chance that when he got out, his towel would have disappeared. However, none of this was sufficient to put him off playing for the team and both on the field and once he was dressed and chatting with the rest of the team about football he was regarded as just one of them.
However on this particular cold, wet October evening things were a bit different. At the end of the practice he had been asked to collect the corner flags and the goal nets and take them to the hut where they were stored. This took him quite some time as the nets were held quite securely and the driving rain seemed to have made them more difficult to unhook. Eventually he has completed his tasks and walks back to the changing room for his warm shower, which he was looking forward to more than on other occasions as he was completely soaking wet and freezing cold.
When he got to the changing room he was met by most of his team mates leaving as they had already showered and changed. The captain said that he would tell the games master that it was now only you left in the changing room and it should all be cleared in 10 minutes or so. Secretly you were very pleased as now you could get changed and have a shower in peace without the stupid comments of your team mates and so you quickly stripped off and stood under the warm water of the showers.

To be continued....

[Summers]

Going to need to break up the wall of text.

put an extra space between paragraphs.

Quite common for this to happen though. as you copy/paste your story, it has paragraphs, then you hit submit, and a wall of text appears, but it is an easy fix.

[NudeBaG]

Hmm
Sounds like true SPH.
Just a constructive note:
Space out your writing with some paragraphs and line breaks.
Walls of text are unpleasant to read

Edit

Summers beat me to it

[Jonjon2]

Thanks for both for helpful comments. I'll try to take that on board for the next part.

[Summers]

Thanks for both for helpful comments. I'll try to take that on board for the next part.

I would take the minute or two it would take to edit the first chapter. there is an edit button, so it won't take long.

Walls of text really put people off, even if you space out the future chapters, the first chapter is what will get people to keep reading or not.

[Vader]

When you're writing before you click submit use the preview option it will show what it will look like when it's posted then you can do any spacing or edits before you're ready to post it.

[Jonjon2]

Following the very helpful comments from some of the members I have had a go at putting this first part of the story into paragraphs and the eagle eyed amonst you will notice one or two very minor changes too:

14 year old Kevin was a member of the school Under 15 football team and the team practiced after school on a Wednesday evening. This was the same evening that the girls under 15 netball team practiced. Although both teams were called the Under 15s, in fact almost all of the pupils on the teams were at least 15 as it was based on the school year.

Kevin was the youngest and was in the year below but he was a good footballer and so was recruited by the team. He tended to play on the right wing as he was very quick and could run down the wing and kick the ball into the goal area for one of his team mates to score. He loved playing football. He loved being on the team apart from when some of the older boys would play pranks on him.

They would hide his shorts when they were all changing so that he would have his football shirt on and would take off his school trousers and underpants and then would go to his bag to get his shorts and they would have disappeared. They would then suddenly appear having been thrown at him from one of his team mates but not before he had to suffer the comments on his lack of development in terms of penis size and pubic hair.

Indeed he was the only one on the team who didn't wear a jockstrap because the games master had said that he didn't need one yet. It was true that he hadn't really started puberty and was more like a younger boy in regards to the size of his penis and testicles and his lack of pubic hair.

Of course he disliked the showers at the end of the matches or practice sessions as he again had to suffer all of the comments about still being a little boy. This was made worse because the games master foolishly trusted the team to be responsible and so left them to get changed and showered without any supervision. The master was just content that the team captain would go to his office and tell him when they had all finished so that the changing room could be locked.

The showers were just an open area with 8 overhead shower heads that they all tried to get under together, although they could only really fit about 10 in at a time. Inevitably Kevin was always made to wait until the last few were in the showers.

Having to stand around in the cold, waiting for a hot shower, did nothing to boost his self esteem. Like the others, as soon as he got into the changing room he would take off all of his wet and muddy kit and then wait, naked, until he could grab a place in the showers and in the meantime put up with comments such as: " I know I haven't got my glasses on but I think you should be in the girls team because there doesn't look to be anything between your legs" and " I didn't know they made them that small."

Eventually he would be able to have his warm shower but he would know that there was a good chance that when he got out, his towel would have disappeared and he'd have to walk throught the changing room naked whilst he searched for it with all his team mates laughing and cheering. However, none of this was sufficient to put him off playing for the team and both on the field and once he was dressed and chatting with the rest of the team about football he was regarded as just one of them.

However on this particular cold, wet October evening things were a bit different. At the end of the practice he had been asked to collect the corner flags and the goal nets and take them to the hut where they were stored. This took him quite some time as the nets were held quite securely and the driving rain seemed to have made them more difficult to unhook. Eventually he had completed his tasks and walked back to the changing room for his warm shower, which he was looking forward to more than on other occasions as he was completely soaking wet and freezing cold.

When he got to the changing room he was met by most of his team mates leaving as they had already showered and changed. The captain said that he would tell the games master that it was now only you left in the changing room and it should all be cleared in 10 minutes or so. Secretly you were very pleased as now you could get changed and have a shower in peace without the stupid comments of your team mates and so you quickly stripped off and stood under the warm water of the showers. As you started rubbing yourself with the shower gel you did smile to yourself as you realised that you were so cold that your testicles had disappeared completely into your body and your penis was but a little nub.

To be continued....

[Jonjon2]

Part 2:


You were not in a hurry as you knew the only person who may walk in on you was the games master, and he had seen you naked many times and of course it was he who had said you didn't need a jockstrap yet as there was nothing there to support but he would advise you when one was needed. And so you were almost in a dream like state, just enjoying the peace and quiet and the warm shower. But then through the noise of the shower you were sure you heard voices and you were sure it wasn't the games master. It sounded like girls voices, but this was the boys changing room. The noise got louder and it was definately girls voices but what were they doing in the boys changing room and would they quickly realise and leave?

You left the shower running because you hadn't finished showering and gingerly walked towards the changing room, keeping your hands firmly planted over your little penis. Although the showers were part of the changing room they were separated by a wall which enabled Kevin to put his head around and hopefully not be seen.

The scene that greeted him raised his anxiety considerably. What he saw was about 12 wet and muddy girls who were laughing and joking amonst themselves whilst they were taking their wet netball kit off ready to head to the showers.

Several of them had already taken their netball shoes and socks off and a couple of them had taken their shirts off too, leaving them in their bras and shorts. Indeed one of the girls had also taken her shorts off and was standing there in just her panties and bra with her hands behind her back starting to undo her bra.

Kevin panicked. He walked fully into the changing room and shouted at the girls whilst, of course, still keeping his hands covering his genitals. He told them that they were in the wrong changing room and they should get out and go to their own.

Shrieks erupted from the girls as they all immediately stopped undressing and those who were already partly undressed grabbed their wet clothes to cover up.

To be continued ...

[EverythingOff]

Interesting. Was he in the girls' locker room by mistake? Looking forward to the next part.

One question... it seems to go back and forth between first person and third person. Is the reader the protagonist, or is it Kevin?

[Jonjon2]

Part 3 (final part)

One of the girls called Jessica told Kevin that the boys' team captain had told them that the boys changing room and shower was empty as all the boys had left and the games mistress had told them that they could use the boys shower and changing room because the girls showers were broken but they had to wait until the boys captain had told them it was empty. They said that they didn't expect to find a boy waiting to spy on them whilst they were in the shower.

The other girls then joined in saying that it was disgusting that this boy was waiting to see them naked. Any attempt by Kevin to explain himself was futile as it was drowned out by the all of the girls shouting at once.

One of the girls who had aleady stripped down to just her bra and panties said that she didn't want to wait any longer but she wasn't going to have some boy watching her whilst she stripped. One of the girls said they should throw him outside naked.

Kevin started pleading with them saying he would just quickly get dressed and leave.

Jessica said she had a better idea. As he obviously wanted to be with them whilst they showered, they would let him. Shouts of outrage from the girls filled the changing room but Jessican told them to listen to what she proposed. They huddled around her as she quietly whispered her plan.

She said that they should blindfold him so that he couldn't see anything and then they would be able to shower. She told one of the other girls to grab his football socks from his pile of clothes and they would use those. She also told her to take the laces out of his football boots.

Kevin tried to protest again but he was no match for 12 fit girls and they easily secured the socks around his head. He was still intent on keeping his genitals covered and was gripping onto them with his hands. But the girls soon had him lying on his back and with one girl each side of him they prised his hands away.

Laughter soon filled the changing room as they all looked at his little prepubescent penis and testicles.
"Wow, that's smaller than my 11 year old brother's," said one of the girls and "I don't know what he thought he could do with 'that' (pointing at his penis), I don't think its any use to any of us" said another.

They then stood him up and tied his hands behind his back with laces and told him to just stand at the edge of the showers.

"I think we should record this moment girls" said Jessica. 3 of the girls quickly grabbed their mobile phones from their clothes and Jessica organised the other girls around Kevin as a lot of photos were taken of the naked Kevin surrounded by a group of partially clothed girls.

Jessica then said that she had a better idea for a photo. She had just 2 girls kneel either side of Kevin and told one of them to hold her hand up to close to his penis and to hold out her little finger next to it. "Look", she said, "his little willy is even smaller than Veronica's little finger, we must get a photo of that but you'll need to get quite close as its so small you won't be able to see he's even got a willy."

This caused a lot of laughter from the girls as the 3 girls with the mobiles took a lot of close up shots of his penis and the 2 girls either side of him. It was true that the situation he found himself in seemed to have led to his penis shrinking even more and it was now smaller than the little finger of Veronica.

They put their phones away and then they all quickly stripped off and went into the showers, deliberately walking past Kevin, as close as they could with their naked bodies without actually touching him. "Its so good to get my bra off after a game", said one of the girls, "yes it is and to peel off these sweaty panties too" said another. "I can feel the sweat under by boobs" said one of the bigger endowed girls. "But the cold makes my nipples stick straight out and they feel so sensitive too". These sort of comments continued whilst the girls were having their showers and indeed moved on to the girls comparing some parts of their bodies.

"Well Susan I see that you have finally decided to shave all of your body hair off and it certainly does show off your pussy with your little clit poking out" laughed Jessica who then said: "I have decided to just trim mine so there is some covering down there although I can see that Felicity doesn't really need to do that as her blond pubes don't cover anything."

Of course Kevin was listening to all of this conversation and his mind was imagining everything that was being said. The inevitable reaction was soon noticed.

"Hey, look at that dirty boy" said one of the girls as they all stared at Kevin. His penis was now sticking straight out in front of him with his foreskin fully retraced and his pink tip on display for all. It did look a bit comical as it had certainly stiffened but was still only about 2 inches long and looked even thinner than before. In fact it resembled a small little pencil. "He needs to be cooled down - that's what we do when our dog gets too frisky" said one of the girls.

They moved Kevin under one of the shower heads and they all got out to get dried and dressed and then turned the shower back on but turned it to cold water. They all watched and laughed as Kevin shivered under the cold water and indeed his erection quickly disappeared, as did his testicles under the onslaught of the cold water.

Once the girls were all dressed and ready to go they turned the shower off and untied Kevin's hands and left.
Kevin was able to get the blindfold off, get dried and dressed and leave to join up with his team mates who all cheered and laughed when they saw him. This would be very difficult to live down.