Matthew 14. Swim Practice
submitted November 3, 2015
Categories: Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Tales From School, Tales From The Locker Room
Matthew stood on a bench in the locker room in front of the entire senior swim team. He wore his signature light blue speedo, at least two sizes too small to show off his four inch flaccid penis and plump sack. Matthew’s body was perfectly muscled and defined – a swimmers build with a little extra from the gym. His long blond fringe and blue eyes made him look like a grown-up Ken doll. In this locker room, he was king. Today he was addressing his disciples.
“None of you know it, but we are all social victims,” Matthew said, pulling at his speedo and letting it snap back against his skin. “These things restrict us. They take away our manhood. They reduce us to neutered dogs.”
“Dude, what the fuck are you talking about?” asked one of the guys.
“Why don’t you swim naked?” asked Matthew.
“Um… because,” he answered.
“Exactly. Society has taught us to be ashamed of our manhood. To cover it. Well today I take a stand. I say no more. We’re at swimming practice. We’re all guys. We don’t need this shit.” With that, Matthew pulled down his Speedo and let his plump four inch dick and shaved balls flop free. It was nothing the guys hadn’t already seen. Matthew was famous for his exhibitionism.
“Who’s joining me?” Matthew asked, waiting for at least a few guys to strip down. There was dead silence. Matthew didn’t mind. “Fine,” he said. “That’s your problem. Let’s get in the pool.” Matthew walked towards the locker room door towards the school swimming pool.
“Guys, he’d gonna fucking do this naked!” Matthew heard one of the guys exclaim. “Are you really that surprised?” He heard another add.
Matthew opened the door and strolled into the pool room followed by his teammates, his dick swishing from side to side. Coach Walden, the only person already in the room, looked up to see Matthew, his face going from normal to angry in a split second.
“Where’s your Speedo?” asked the coach.
“In the locker room,” replied Matthew, his dick growing to a soft semi being exposed to his coach and knowing that anyone could enter the room at any time.
“Why aren’t you wearing it?” asked the coach.
“I feel it restricts my performance,” said Matthew. “I want to do my best and I can’t do it in that thing.”
“It’s unhygienic,” said the coach.
“I just showered,” said Matthew.
“Fine,” said Coach Walden. He’d tried hitting some sense into Matthew before, and quickly learned it was useless. Jumping into the cold pool felt amazing on Matthew’s completely naked skin. He felt his dick get harder and harder as the water swooshed around it as he swam. Before long, Matthew was swimming at optimum speed with a raging erection. The faster he swam, the more incredible the water felt on his dick. The water tried to pull his erection back, but Matthew just flexed his pelvis forward and kicked harder.
“Right. That’s it for today,” announced Coach Walden. “Hit the showers.” Matthew got out of the pool, his dick rock hard and pointing straight up. The other guys made a few comments, but weren’t particularly phased. Coach Walden on the other hand…
“Matthew!”
“Yes Coach?” Matthew walked up to the coach with his rock hard dick bobbing from side to side.
“Cover yourself and get into the locker room this instant!”
“Why Coach?”
“You’ve got a woody! Don’t have any shame?”
“We all get them, coach. Swimming naked just got me excited. It’ll die down when I jerk off later.”
“Just get to the damn locker room before someone walks in. If you ever come out here again without a Speedo I swear to god I’ll take you off the swim team.”
“Yes coach.” Matthew walked back into the locker room where most of the guys were heading to the showers. “Guys that was fucking amazing!” Matthew called to the guys.
“Yeah, we can tell you’re excited,” one of them said.
“You bet I am,” said Matthew. “I’m gonna go take care of this in the shower.”
“Matthew, we are sick and tired of you and your masturbation in the shower. It makes all of us uncomfortable,” said Kevin. “Wait until we’re all done, or go outside.”
“Fine,” said Matthew. “I’ll to empty my load in the pool.”
“He’d never!” said one of the swimmers.
“Wanna bet?” asked Matthew, walking back out to the pool. The guys followed him, laughing in anticipation. The coach had left which was a good thing: there was nothing to stop Matthew from proving himself to his peers. Matthew stood at the edge of the pool, still buck ass naked. He slowly started pulling his hard dick up and down.
“You are one crazy fucker,” said Kevin.
“You bet I am,” said Matthew, now jerking his dick with a strong rhythm. “Awwwe guys, you should join me. This feels so great. So free.”
“He’s fucking psyco,” answered someone. Matthew was getting extremely worked up. The swim has massaged his dick enough, and now this was quickly sending him over the edge.
“Check it out guys, I’m gonna blow my load,” Matthew shouted. He loved the astonished and amused stares from all the hot swimmers watching him. He knew they all wished they had a great dick like his. Matthew’s balls pulled up from flapping against his thigh as he felt the muscles in his body tense.
“I’m gonna cum!” he shouted as three ropes of white jizz shot from his hard shaft into the water. The guys cheered as they made little slashes in the water. Matthew milked the last few drops out of his penis, licking a few drops off his hands and turning to the swim team. “Now I promise to keep my shower completely PG13,” he smiled.