It was the first week of college. I was anticipating a great week of meeting people and seeing what my first class schedule was like. Forget all the math and boring stuff. I had tennis scheduled twice per week, and that meant I was in the gym locker room twice per week. And that meant the showers were coming (the communal showers where all the shower heads were in the open and all the guys were exposed). I found myself dreading it (I think I was dreading it. Or could it be "anticipating" it. No, it was definitely dreading it because no one had ever seen my penis.)
I was so nervous to be naked in front of others because I had a strange feeling that my little wee wee was going to be the smallest of all. My little underdeveloped dicklette hangs down a little bit rather than just a head pointing out, but it is short and thin...cute, but again, very little. (I've always loved my cute little dick. I've even licked the head before.). I had shaved my hair off in the hopes that it would enlarge the appearance of my penis, but it only made me feel even more inadequate, like a little sissy boy. But for some reason, I loved the feeling and the look of my little hairless dick and balls.
I was also dreading this shower time because I was scared that I might get a boner. My fantasies had evolved like this: Begin by thinking of lesbians kissing and sucking and grinding on each other, then pretend I was naked in front of someone or getting caught by someone while I was rubbing and fondling myself. But then my self-pleasure time always ended thinking about touching other guys dicks. And sucking them.
And that's when I knew....I was probably the little faggot of my friends group. I was a little jack off boy. The only closet sissy who fantasized about rubbing dicks together with another guy. And the thoughts never went away. So, I was concerned that if I ever showered at the gym around other guys, that I wouldn't be able to stop my dick from becoming erect. I was right.
The first day after tennis class I undressed and sat in the locker room hoping most guys would be out of the shower before I went in. What seemed like 20 minutes was probably only five. But I was so nervous that I figured I just needed to get this over with.
So I finally put my towel on and walked to the showers very timidly, tightly holding my towel on my waist. I glanced in the shower and it was still full of guys! Naked guys! My new friends. And they all seemed hung like real men. Oh my gosh. I knew it. There was Carlos, with his real man dick, curved a bit to one side. There was another guy, a white guy, who had a nice looking full size dick (oops, did I say "nice"?). Then there were the black guys, Edgar and Nathan, whose hung so long that it looked scary. And finally, a little white guy named Derek, who was later nicknamed Donkeydick. And then there was me. My fears were confirmed. My dick was noticeably the smallest of all. I felt like a child.
It was so embarrassing for me. Of course, being shaved down low didn't help. I looked like a total sissy fag, which I am, but no one knew it until now. Now, I was feeling humiliated and exposed, but yet still turned on and very flustered. I tried to cover up and hide my little smooth dick. I knew I was a boy among men, and hoped no one would see my tiny little wee wee.
And another thing happened. Upon entering the shower that first day after skillfully hanging up my towel and spinning in sideways, I realized my dick was becoming erect! Oh no. I knew this would happen. My mind kept saying, "No", but the more I thought about it, the quicker I got hard. Was I the only guy who was getting a boner? I tried to glance really quick to see if anyone else was hard. But it seemed that no one else was. And no one else was looking around but me. I was grateful that they weren't looking at me, but my dick was certainly rock hard.
