*Authors note: all persons depicted/described/mentioned or unmentioned in this story are 18 years or older*
Jeff lay there naked, frozen, face down staring at his crush's feet. He was stuck in shock unable to move. He slowly looked up to see more than a dozen pairs of female eyes all looking at him in all his glory. Most of them had looks of shock with jaws on the floor, some covered their eyes peeking through their fingers, others covered their agape mouths, some had sly smirks, but Stacy had a lascivious smile with narrowed eyes staring directly down at Jeff as though her eyes bore directly into his very soul. She continued to look down at him as she shot him a mischievous wink.
Finally shaking off his shock Jeff moved quickly rotating himself on the gym floor keeping his manhood shielded from the now prying eyes. He stood up with his back turned, rousing (or arousing) the girls behind him, he pushed on the locker room door with all his might but it was locked.
Who the fuck locked the door!!!?
He thought desperately to himself. With that the girls began giggling and whispering behind him. He could hear some of what they were saying. He heard comments like "Who is that?" "He has a nice ass." "I wonder what's going on, on the other side? Hehehe."
After about a minute, which felt infinitely longer, he gave up. He stood there naked with his ass facing a dozen lustful eyes drinking in the sight before them, wishing he could just disappear. He then heard a familiar voice behind him "Well Jeff! I certainly like
this
outfit a lot more than the one I saw you in earlier!" with that a chorus of laughter erupted out of the girls now surrounding the exposed young man. "It looks like you're stuck out here now with nowhere to go but through us..." She said with a sly tone.
Shit! I can't believe my fucking luck! Can't I just disappear!?
He stood there willing himself invisible without success. He finally had to accept the situation he was in and face both the proverbial music and the gaggle of giggling girls. Jeff took a deep breath, shut his eyes, used his hands to cover his manhood, and began to turn slowly. When he had turned all the way around he opened his eyes to a vision of the most lustful girls he had ever seen. Each of them drinking in his form, studying every exposed inch of his 18-year-old body.
He stood there dumbly covering his junk not knowing what to do next. If he went forward he would end up in the crowd of horny girls and even though he was quite fit he didn't think he could overpower all of them. He couldn't move, couldn't think, and so he just continued to stand there frozen.
"What's the matter Jeff? You afraid to show us what you got, handsome?" Stacy spoke breaking the silence and instigating another fit of giggles from the rest of the team.
Wait! What did she just say? Did she call me handsome?
Jeff felt his heart beat in his chest so hard he thought it would burst out of his chest like some alien parasite. He couldn't think about what to do next he just kept thinking
Fuck I'm naked and they can see me! Fuck I'm naked and they can see me!
"Well girls I think Jeff here needs a little encouragement!" Stacy said approaching Jeff slowly with her ample hips swaying, biting her lower lip seductively, and eyeing him up and down. The vision of Stacy approaching like that was like something out of a dream (a wet one!). With that he felt something stirring behind his hands.
Oh no! Not now!
He thought desperately to himself. He wanted to break the intense eye-contact he shared with Stacy and divert his mind to something, anything, else but his raging hormones wouldn't let him. Unfortunately, his raging hormones also had another, quite noticeable, effect on him. Before he knew it, his dick became rock hard as he tried to cover it in futility. Stacy looked down at his half-covered rock-hard dick and a wicked smile spread across her face now inches away from him as Jeff hid his good bits from the rest of the girls.
