Teens Locker Room Novels & Stories

“Now, what are your interests, my dear?” “I, uh… came looking to relax, maybe gamble a little, and have a drink or two.” “Well, my dear. I think we can interest you in so much more.” Tara could barely look Rachel in her blue eyes. She had too much personality, and Tara was too nervous. Again, she wanted to run. “Let’s get you out of your street wear and then you’ll more comfortable. Then we can find something interesting for you to do-.” “What?” Rachel ushered Tara through the door with the kneeling woman silhouette. Now, Tara understood these were locker rooms. “Now, available lockers have keys in their locks. Just slip out of your dress and let’s see what we have.”

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've never been inside the boys locker room, for obvious reasons. It smelled a lot worse than the girls, mildew and bad body order. All the boys were staring at me. There was some whistling, a lot of covering up. I looked down the rows and finally found Josh's skinny ass putting his pants on.

“Because people are standing around naked!” Lucas looked at him with mild confusion, entirely unbothered. Tobe laughed harder. “Relax. This is the boys’ locker room. Girls are not allowed in here.” “That is not the point.” “What is the point then?” “The point is… warning people!” Lucas finally spoke while pulling on fresh clothes. “It is a locker room.” Jordy turned slowly. “You are both strange.” Tobe patted his shoulder sympathetically. “You will adapt.”

"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 Jessica meant here.

“How many like her am I going to have to deal with?” Alexis and Tammy look at each other, before giving me tight apologetic smiles. “That many? Okay, he’s hot, he’s powerful,” I shrug and drink my tea. “I get it.” I finish my tea and then Ki walks me around. There is an actual gym, a clinic, a game room, which is currently full of teenagers, a few quite rooms for the littler pups (I love they call them pups) to nap. And the dorms. Mated female, Unmated Female, Mated couples (they are partitions between their beds), Mated Males and Unmated Males.

It would horrify her to think that all her efforts was in drain. Sheila shakes her head trying to whiff the thoughts as she gave Cassie a fake smile to assure her best friend she was okay. **** *Ace Carlton* The school's locker room was a cavernous space, filled with the sounds of laughter, camaraderie, and the clinking of cleats against the tile floor. It was the domain of the football team, a place where they came to prepare for practice and games, where camaraderie and competitiveness thrived.

We shared it yesterday after an impromptu late-night gym session. Without a second thought, my feet carried me back out into the bright hallway. The boys usually took a solid ten minutes to undress, complain about Coach Vance, and chat before actually hitting the showers. Snapping the small bottle out of his bag would only take two seconds. It was a flawless plan. Pushing the boys' locker room door open, loud rap music blasted from a portable speaker. Chad and Julian were arguing over a video game in the far corner near the whiteboards. Davies's black bag sat unattended on a bench near the shower entrance.

I growled lowly before grabbing my bag and stomping out of the gym hall towards the boy's locker room. "So who's turn today dick or pussy." "Both." I replied grumpily before pushing my way in towards Mike's locker.I pulled of my thong before opening up his locker and placing it inside.He'll know what to do when he finds it.I scrunched my nose as I made my way out of their locker room.Jeez it stinks. As I closed the locker room door I saw some of my teachers sending weird glances my way.One would think that they would eventually stop staring at me like that but nope,they have actually been doing it since I started eighth grade here so I'm actually used to it by now.

“Unless you want us to.” Heat flushed my face. My mouth opened, but no words came out. I could only nod, breath catching when Dante’s hand brushed my shoulder—too casual to be casual. “Come on.” Leo tilted his head toward the locker room door. “Let’s get out of the hallway.” The door swung open with a heavy creak. Inside, the locker room was a different world: rows of benches, jerseys hanging on hooks, the faint hiss of showers still running. It smelled of sweat, musk, soap, and victory. The kind of place fans never got to see.