Gay Locker Room Stories Novels & Stories

under his breath but he quickly covered it up with a cough when Jaxon requested him to repeat it. Then he gritted his teeth and his nostrils flared. “No normal guy wants to shower with a gay dude, okay? What if he’s taking pictures? For his fucking fap album or something?” The locker room went dead silent. Throwing his head back, Jaxon let out a short laugh. “For a straight guy, you seem to know a hell of a lot about jerking off to naked pictures of men. Why don’t you show us your photo album, Matt? Let’s all see it.”

But I guess it happens when she is really embarrassed about something too. “Yeah...I’ve seen it. But don’t tell him. I don’t want him to get mad.” “So if you’ve seen it then why did you ask if he was big? If you already know your roommate is packing.” “Well I’ve just never...seen another one before.” My jaw dropped open. “What? I mean I get that you’re a lesbian babe but you’ve never seen a penis before?” “Well...no.” “Not even in p**n?” “I don’t really watch p**n, but when I do it’s always two girls.”

, smiling slightly. And even I couldn’t help smiling. That sounded a hell lot like Sam. “When that pic of my dick went viral and everyone called me baby finger,” Leo chimed, looking quite embarrassed at the mention of his nickname from a few months ago. “Sam told me not to pay them any mind, and that she’d totally fuck me any day.” “When Xander told everyone I was a boring prude because I refused to sleep with him last year, Sam told me he was an idiot and that I didn’t do anything wrong, because it’s my body, and I have the right to choose when and with whom I want to have sex.” And that was Ciara. “When I was caught having sex with Logan in the locker room, and everyone called me a che

It was past midnight in Dorm Block D, and the hallway was silent except for the buzzing of a flickering overhead light. The kind of silence that made every breath, every step, sound criminal. Jake was in the bathroom again. Door locked. Lights off. Just the moonlight bleeding through the narrow slit of a window above the toilet, casting shadows on the stained tiles. He was hunched against the cold wall, pants shoved down to his knees, palm working fast over his cock. He had needed to fuck really bad tonight, but the girls hostel had been sealed off. His girlfriend, faraway.

"You're going to have to put up with him a bit more." She reached out and squeezed my shoulder. Sometimes when you know a person loves you and wants to help, you can't even look at them or you'll end up blubbering in tears. Mom left, closing the door gently behind her. I climbed onto my bed and stared at the shelf Dad had made to display my trophies. Some had their baseball figurines on top -tiny, shiny players. Signed pictures of woman leagues and professional teams from the past until now were framed on the walls. They looked so perky, so confident, so sure about what they were doing. I wished I felt like that.

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One of the guys with short blonde hair and a face you wouldn't remember, pounds on a gray metal door, and it opens. Inside there's a long cylinder hallway that goes on for what seems like forever. The lights are dim, and the smell of mold overwhelming. My feet kick what looks like brick dust as we follow, leaving prints behind. My face frowns into disgust, as I try to step around the muck. The men stop, opening another metal door. One of them hold the door open, not making eye contact. Debs walks in, and I follow suit. The locker room has one lone locker in the back, and a metal bench sitting in front of it. The toilet is sitting to the left with no walls or doors for privacy. It looks like

"I think that's why you like me. You always secretly wanted to bang a nerd, didn't you?" It was my turn to laugh. "You're a nerd in the streets and a freak in the sheets," I teased, and he groaned. "Just remember that one of the rules is that we aren't allowed to talk about our sexual exploits with the other guys. What happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom." "What about the kitchen, living room, dining room, and game room?" I laughed. "Fair point," he answered after a moment of thought. "What happens in the bedroom, kitchen, living room, dining room, game room, pool, patio, and all other private spaces must stay in those spaces."

After finishing their game, Sara headed to the locker room to change, and Jay, without hesitation, followed her in, quickly shutting the door behind them. The demands of the Black Friday project had kept them both incredibly busy, and it had been a while since they last had a rendezvous. To make things worse, Jay's wife had recently taken to dropping by unannounced on weekends, which left them no room for privacy. The secluded locker room seemed like the perfect opportunity—a rare moment for Jay to indulge himself.