All the characters in this story are over 18. This story is purely fictional and was written in French by me then translated in English.
At St. Dunstan's co-educational school, it was mandatory for young men to shower after gym class, to avoid the strong odors of 18-19 year-olds.
Mature young men with growing muscles, hair and bodies were sweating profusely during their sports sessions, so St. Dunstan's management decided to make showering after sport compulsory for men.
The girls, on the other hand, didn't have to shower, they could simply get changed and then wait for the young men in front of the staircase leading to the classrooms, under the supervision of the school's team of sports coaches. Mr. Wells, the school's head sports teacher, enforced a strict discipline from which no one dared to deviate.
The men's facilities and changing rooms had been enlarged to include individual showers, just before the changing rooms which led to the doors leading to the staircase to the classrooms. The young men undressed in the changing rooms, put on their towels and then headed for the individual shower cubicles, before returning to the lockers in the changing rooms to put on their class uniforms.
Jeremie, who had recently celebrated his 18th birthday, was captain of the St. Dunstan swim team. He trained every morning of the week and had a tall, lanky physique. His muscular shoulders adorned a perfect body, with a flat stomach and muscular legs. His blond hair and piercing green eyes made him one of the most popular young men in his school, adored by the girls and celebrated by his male classmates.
Although Jeremie played a lot of sport, he also had to attend compulsory physical education classes with all his classmates.
Accustomed to his swimming team's locker rooms, where all the young men wandered naked to get from the locker room to the showers after training, Jeremie had been surprised to see his classmates observing what he considered excessive modesty during general physical education classes.
All the young men would change modestly, hastily slipping on their towels only to remove them when locked in the individual showers, then repeat the modest parade to put on their class uniforms.
On this particular Monday, as the boys made their way to the changing rooms to take their compulsory showers after gym class, Jeremie forgot for a moment the new prudish mores of his classmates and stripped off all his sports clothes, then his underwear, and strolled naked towards the showers, towel in hand.
His comrades, most of whom weren't involved in competitive sports, looked at Jeremie with a mixture of interest, surprise and modesty.
Jeremie was completely naked, in his Adam costume, revealing his impressive musculature, two round, muscular buttocks and a magnificent 6-inch resting sex. At six feet tall, Jeremie was a God. Completely shaved from toe to neck, no pubic hair disturbed the work worthy of a Rodin sculpture.
Without realizing it, Jeremie had disturbed a well-established order. Jonathan, a 19-year-old bully who wanted nothing more than to cause trouble, had an idea in mind. The 19-year-old was driven by vicious desires and fantasies of humiliation and domination, a form of perversion acquired from absent parents and a desire to be noticed and dominant where he wasn't anywhere else in his life.
He motioned to two of his friends, Brett and Adam, to approach the stall where Jeremie was showering, then whispered a few words in their ears. The three young men, already dressed, waited patiently for young Jeremie, oblivious to the Machiavellian plans that awaited him.
Jeremie finished his shower in total innocence. He dried off quickly, laid the towel over his shoulder and opened the shower door wide, once again naked, sex exposed and showing off his athletic body to his classmates.
In one fell swoop, Brett and Adam each grabbed one of Jeremie's trapped arms. The poor towel on Jeremie's shoulder quickly fell to the ground, freeing the young swimmer from the only piece of cloth left on his body. Jonathan exclaimed:
