Locker Room Novels & Stories

I squirmed and ran out of the locker room. That was close! I stood at the entrance of the locker room and raise a brow in disbelief as I stared at the sign above. It is tagged 'Male's locker room'. WHY THE FUCK IS THE PAINT AND DESIGN THE SAME? SOMEONE COULD EASILY MISTAKE BOTH OF THEM.

Sadly, all I want to do is get a full workout in and feel a football on the side of my foot. Larry and I follow Coach Mitchel and Aiden. This first meeting is taking place in the locker room. I learned during my community college days that separating myself from the guys by using another locker room didn’t work. The team building, bitching, impromptu coaching sessions, stress-relieving fights, and celebrations all happen within the hallowed walls of the locker room. It’s the one place players can be themselves. My contract gives me a private bathroom, changing room, and shower inside the guys’ dom

"It’ll only take a minute, if I'm not back in twenty, you can come looking for me." “Okay." He didn't look convinced but he didn't try to stop me, I walked out of the door. “Twenty minutes and not a second later." He called out. I rolled my eyes, Caelum was such a mother hen. The stench of the locker room was the first thing that hit me, it was overwhelming. It smelt like sweat, dirty socks and gym bag, I gagged. The locker room was basically for the pack warriors to clean up in when they were finished with their training for the day. There was a female locker room but it was locked so I assumed J

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 d

Vincent took the rest of us on a tour of what would be the Royal Guard recruits’ whole world. The training grounds were state of the art. I couldn’t help but imagine what I could do with some of these resources. “This space is open 24/7, so when you want to work out, you can,” Vincent told them. “You’ll have a locker space with your name on it by the end of the week.” Next, he walked us through the dormitory where we would all live. The men’s side was large, but they were four to a room. The women’s side was much quieter, and we would only have one roommate a piece.