God, it was hot in the team shower.
Gavin had been cold; in fact, freezing cold, the game had not been good, especially for his team. The cold seemed to have got into everyone's bones.
They had lost four goals to one.
The game is hockey. Gavin had just played his first ever game for the first team, although he had been a member of the club for two years now. He had started out in the thirds, graduated last season to the seconds and that's where he had started this season too. Then Billy Jones had been injured last week and the opportunity was there.
Gavin stood at the end of the showers, the new boy in the team. He knew some of the lads, of course, and the rest only by their names on team sheets. Now he knew them all a lot better.
He was daydreaming, enjoying the hot water after the freezing cold of the January afternoon outside. His daydreaming somehow turned to the women's first team whose game had finished half an hour ago. They used the same showers, entering the washrooms by a different door.
The thought of eleven or twelve naked young women occupying this same area began to have an effect on him and Gavin's penis began to stir. He turned away from the others and began to use the soap vigorously. This soon had the desired effect and he was soon able to turn again.
Most of the guys had finished and were stepping out of the pan, receiving a hot towel as they passed from old Alfie Jones, Billy's father. One of the last to leave was Peter Greenwood, the skipper. He turned to Gavin.
"Not a very good baptism to the first team, young Gavin. Never mind we'll do better next week. You did all right though. You available for next week?"
Gavin nodded.
"Good-oh. Looks like Billy will be out for the rest of the season with that leg so you'll get an extended run to see how you shape up. It's up to you, of course, but I think you'll be in permanently!"
Peter left the shower leaving Gavin and one other left. He was so excited that he rubbed his skin all over, finishing with his prick, which was now growing a little again. Even soft it hung down his thigh for about six inches.
He let go quickly as his one remaining teammate turned around. It was Jack Knowles; the teams top scorer and star player. He had scored their only goal today.
Gavin grinned sheepishly as he let go of his penis. It didn't flop down all the way and Jack looked at it and grinned.
"Nice cock Gavin old son," he laughed. "Big too! I spotted you having a quick feel over in the corner a few minutes ago, didn't I? Feels good, doesn't it?"
Now Jack had a great body. He must work out, Gavin thought. He was broad in the chest, no hair, with a flat hard looking belly and rock hard muscles to his thighs. No wonder he brushed opponents away as if they were mere flies.
His cock attracted attention and Gavin risked a good look. It hung down between his thighs at least six inches, fat and smooth. Jack appeared to shave down there too as he had little or no pubic hair. He spotted Gavin's gaze and grinned, lifting his tool on to the palm of his hand.
"I'm afraid that I'm rather proud of my tool Gavin," he said. "I love to touch it and play with it. I love others to play with it too, especially my girlfriends. God, just the thought of one of them giving me a rub makes me grow. Look!"
Sure enough Jack's cock could now stand by itself, almost pointing at Gavin.
"I, . . I was thinking pretty much the same just now," he almost stammered, still watching Jack's cock grow. "I was thinking about the girls in here half an hour ago. My girlfriend Barbara Smith is one of them."
Now Gavin's prick began to grow too.
"Come on! Quick!" said Jack. "Let's wank them up to full stretch and measure them. See whose is the biggest!"
Jack grasped his cock firmly and began to wank. Gavin found this very arousing for some reason and he found himself wanking too. They were both soon at full stretch.
"Quick! Let's measure before someone comes back in here and gives us a reputation. Put them together. Yes, like that!"
They stood facing each other and put their cocks side by side against each other. Gavin knew that he wasn't gay but the feel of Jack's hot ramrod beside his strangely moved him. If anything, his cock grew harder as they both held their tools together.
God! Their erections must be at least nine inches long!
"Same bloody size eh," said Jack. "My reputation will be at stake when the girls find out; and they will, you mark my words. Blimey, I'd better get rid of this hard on!"
So saying, Jack turned to the white tiled wall and thrust out his tool. Within a second or two he was pissing against the wall. His erection began to shrink. Gavin decided to follow suit and both guys were soon able to follow their team mates in to the dressing room.
"Fancy a beer when we leave here?" asked Jack to Gavin as they dressed alongside each other.
"Why not?" he answered, still feeling strangely excited by Jack's presence and the incident in the shower.
"How about the Black Bull? I'm meeting Betty Armstrong there later anyway. We'll have a steak before we go back to my flat for a fuck. Are you meeting Barbara tonight?"
"I don't know. I've got to call her."
"Call her now and ask her. If she needs picking up we can do that on the way. She is the one with the big tits isn't she? God, I'd love to play with those. You are a lucky sod!"
"I seem to remember that your Betty isn't lacking in mammary glands," said Gavin with a laugh. He was now much more comfortable in Jack's company. He realised with a start that the thought had just gone through his mind that he wanted another look at Jack's cock.
Gavin fished out his mobile and called Barbara.
"Hi darling," she answered. "Wait a sec., I'm stark naked between changes at the moment!"
Soon she was able to happily confirm that a few beers and a steak at the Black Bull were fine by her. Gavin explained about the foursome.
"Oh yes, Betty Armstrong. I heard she was going out with Jack Knowles. He's thought to swing both ways, you know. Maybe you'll find out if he becomes a friend of yours. Betty's got lovely big breasts. I'll be ready by the time you get here."
Gavin put his phone away and thought about what Barbara had said. Jack maybe swinging both ways? Then she was admiring Betty's boobs. What was going on? Anyway, just thinking about it all was making his cock stir again.
He collected Barbara and she let him refresh his memory about her tits. She wasn't wearing a bra tonight!
They arrived at the Black Bull to find Jack and Betty already there. Introductions were made and Jack and Gavin went to the bar. Jack ordered.
"I say Gav old son, I don't want to say too much too soon but your girls' tits are really something else! I'll get a hard on just looking at them."
"I get a hard on with her all the time," replied Gavin with a smile. "Look!" He indicated the tent in his slacks. "I know she was groping me on the way over here but it hasn't gone down at all."
He didn't like to say that standing next to Jack wasn't helping either.
Jack looked at the bulge in Gavin's slacks and stroked his right hand down his jean-covered thigh.
"I wouldn't mind another look at yours, me old mate," he said, slightly huskily. "How about it?"
Gavin stood very close to Jack at the bar. He could feel the lump in his jeans.
"Any time Jack. Anytime!"
They returned to the table with the drinks and raised their glasses in a toast. The talk turned to hockey and the mixed fortunes of the club. The girl's first team had won three two so all was not bad. Betty didn't play any more but she still supported the club.
"I've reached the top of my league now," she giggled. "Pulling Jack for a date and then getting him to repeat it several times is the apogee of achievement in this club! Mind you, he does perform well at indoor sports too; don't you my darling?"
Her hand disappeared under the table. "Hey, you're hard already! What did you talk about at the bar?"
Barbara had also discovered Gavin's condition. She squeezed and played with her prize and Gavin groaned audibly.
"More drinks?" asked Gavin. He wasn't sure how he could get to the bar without being noticed. Much to his relief Betty volunteered to go and to pay for the round!
Jack indicated the toilets with a slight nod of his head and they 'made their excuses' and went.
The guys stood in an empty men's room and faced each other, bulges showing prominently in their respective trousers.
"I'm not queer, you know," Jack said. "I don't think you are either. So what are we doing here desperate for a feel of each others' cock's?"
Gavin thought quickly and answered.
"I know that as soon as I saw your penis in the showers earlier I could only think how beautiful it is. I wanted to touch it then and I wanted to do it again. Please get it out for me Jack."
Jack moved over to a cubicle, unzipped his pants and produced his thick hard tool.
"You too," he gasped.
Gavin produced his cock and stepped towards Jack. He pushed him through the cubicle door and followed. They squashed together inside.
Gavin reached out with both hands and captured his prize. He pouched Jack's equipment and almost caressed his hairless groin, cock and balls. This, he realised, was the feeling and sight that had attracted him so much. He groaned and revelled in the touch.
Jack groaned too and took hold of Gavin's hard shaft and began to wank him. Gavin produced pre cum juice and Jack spread it feverishly.
"God Jack, how do you get to be so soft and hairless," Gavin moaned. "I want mine to be like that."
