It had been a hard game. Sore muscled appeared in places, few had experienced before. Maybe it was the heat or humidity, or the competition. But their bodies moved slowly afterwards. Nobody wanted to admit they were hurting. The sounds of locker doors, helmets and uniforms tossed and muttered curses were the only ones heard.
Now and then the creaking door that provided escape was heard. Heads nodded but nobody spoke.
The coach had appeared but he didn't say anything loud enough to get attention from everyone. He moved from semi naked body to body, patting heads and occasionally squeezing a bare shoulder.
Ted looked up as another hand touched his shoulder. He nodded in return to the Malcom's head toss towards the steam room.
Usually he and others would gather there after a game just to recall plays, laugh at crude jokes and sweat until they couldn't stand the heat.
There were only three there now, not bothering to tie their towels tight. Spread on the benches Malcom, Ted and George closed their eyes submitting their exhausted physical structures to the embrace of the head hoping it would somehow massage their muscles enough to regain energy.
They didn't speak of the game, share newly heard jokes or make fun of each other's nude revealed body differences.
The door opened. Their eyes peered to see who the new arrival was. Saugus, that was his nickname, came in and stood for a moment as he took the towel off his body.
He stood there for a moment as if to decide what to say. Instead Saugus sat on the center bench in front of them. He lay back against the wall and ran his hands down his smooth, already sweat covered torso starting at his neck, sliding over his chest and stomach, then to his thighs and back upwards to yank on his ball sac then his penis.
They watched not daring to look to see if each other were also watching.
Saugus smiled and closed his eyes.
Ted blinked. Malcom went back to his closed eye concentration and George stared at Saugus.
"Shit" he muttered alarming both Ted and Malcom to return their glance at Saugus.
His penis was hard and seemed to be still expanding like some kind of animal crawling upwards on the smooth belly surface.
Saugus appeared to be sleeping, though he didn't snore. He was concentrating on something that aroused him.
The boys watched mesmerized and uncertain if they should be.
Saugus moved his hands over his sweat covered body again sliding down his hands on opposite sides of his body from neck to shoulders, chest to pinch each nipple.
His fingers grew stiff as they pinched each pointed flesh, harder and harder.
Ted waited to hear Saugus respond to his self-inflicted pain. But he didn't.
Malcom felt one of his own nipples noting that it too was erect.
George smiled as he watched.
Saugus was from New Jersey, thus his nickname. His real name, Harris just didn't stick to his new teammates. But that was two years ago. He was one of them now. The New Jersey accent just underlined his nick name.
He worked out hard, played hard and joked like the others. There were towel snapping in the showers, wrestling in the locker room, occasional temper releasing on the field as he and others knew their pads would prevent real injury during these anger testosterone fueled incidents.
Saugus moved one hand to his erect penis. It had seemed to stop expanding with his acorn shaped head resting in the cave of his belly button.
They had seen his penis before, even hard. As he had seen theirs. It was unescapable in the macho world of the locker room showers. There had been late night circle jerks for some of the teammates gathered in the basement of one of their homes. Substance influenced all male dancing had occurred with body parts moving in suggestive manners.
But in that steam room, at that moment, in their tired state, watching Saugus begin to stroke his penis while they watched was oddly encompassing.
Ted's cock was hardening and he suspected his friends' were too though he dared not look.
Saugus moaned a bit but didn't open his eyes, perhaps not wanting to break his concentration or take his mind away from whatever images were turning his body into an unfettered self-satisfying animal.
Saugus other hand moved back and slid down his side moving behind him.
George watched intently feeling his own flesh in pain as blood kept trying to expand his penis flesh beyond its limitations.
Saugus hand was behind him now. His back arched.
They knew what it was doing. Malcom could feel the fingers moving across his butthole, massaging and entering.
George closed his eyes, not to escape the view but to flick away the beads of sweat that both the steam room and the sexual performance were creating. He wanted to glance over to see Malcom's erection. He knew it was as hard as his.
They had all stared the first time Malcom revealed his penis. It dangled between his legs. "Where do you put that?" someone had called out and others laughed.
"Where do you want it?" Malcom's response elicited more laughter and erased any tension or apprehension that was in the room.
His nearly total black skin shined as the shower had coated it. He waved his admired penis to get more laughter and perhaps attention.
Someone tried to give him the nickname "snake" but it didn't stick, perhaps because his team mates didn't want to broadcast the competition he would give them with the admiring girls.
"Shit" Ted uttered as Saugus' body began to writhe ignoring their presence.
"Come on get it over with" Malcom said and the three laughed for the first time acknowledging they were all watching and perhaps enjoying the show Saugus gave them.
He shook his head a bit uttering "not yet"
"If you don't do it, one of us is gonna fuck your ass" George threatened.
Saugus smiled and curled his legs up touching his own chest and hiding his hand stroking. They could see his other hand now, its fingers probing inside him.
"Shit, he wants it" George said
Ted snorted, "Malcom it's up to you"
They had never openly talked about fucking each other except in the usual "fuck you" retorts to some insult. They dared not even talk about gay things though calling each other "cocksucker" now and then were gladly and jokingly yelled.
Perhaps in their own beds, during the wee hours on their private computer screens or the untampered imaginations as they satisfied their testosterone encouraged needs, sexual attractions, explorations or dreams occurred.
"Come on Malcom, it's up to you"
Saugus had moved his hand away from his self-expanded butthole.
Malcom didn't speak as he moved from his perch. His long black penis had indeed expanded and both Ted and George could openly look at it. Saugus didn't, keeping his eyes closed as his hand continued to massage his own erection.
Malcom aimed his cock touching the white boy's butthole now. Saugus jerked a bit but then relaxed.
Malcom could see the butthole actually open as he did so as if a mouth ready to swallow its anticipated entrance.
Malcom's round firm buttocks flexed as he moved forward.
The sight of the glowing black body in front of them, his cock moving out of sight as it entered their teammate, made both Ted and George feel closer to their own orgasm.
Their hands, long ignoring their erections moved to them now, openly stroking reflecting their sexual enjoyment openly as Saugus had been doing alone.
Malcom moved slowly, wanting to savor the sensations and not wanting to end the unexpected sexual event.
Saugus felt it. Nobody knew it of course but he had felt this before, not by Malcom, not by anyone on the team. He had fit in with them though originally hesitant that he would since he was from Jersey and appearing at the southern school like an outsider.
Something had inspired his openness that day. Perhaps it was the excitement though tempered by his physical exhaustion. He had been in the steam room before and seen other towels openly reveal erections of his teammates.
He had heard about the circle jerk parties that were rumored to have occurred though the truth about hem was doubted because he had never participated.
Guys jerked off. It was a fact. Sometimes they did it together, none touching the other but still stimulated by each other's actions. It enhanced the experience, though none would admit it.
He thought it would be a joke to just lie down and do it. But they didn't laugh. They watched. He peered to see their own penis being too hardened as he lay there. Perhaps they would join in and the team members would enjoy the unplanned experience.
But they watched and somehow that encouraged him to close his eyes and do it. Perhaps he'd feel their juices on his sweaty body. He had gone too far to stop now, though the thought of stopping and calling his friends "pervs" or "fags" laughing at them had been a considered option.
Instead he lost control and entered a zone of self-stimulation and satisfaction that led him to this point.
Would they know he was gay now? Would they just shrug the event off as adolescent experimentation? Would they tell those team members who weren't there? Would others enter the steam room and verbally attack him and the others?
Mental images erased those thoughts. Past encounters, naked men memories, Boy Scout shared experiences, afternoon encounters and summers with cousins?it built up. He knew it was past the point of stopping.
The cock inside him was moving. Saugus groaned in appreciation. He felt the firm grip on his ankles, the pubic hair rubbing against his taint his intestines wanting to push the invasion out with pleasurable sensations and the cock moving back in creating pangs of pain.
His body was hot occasionally cooled in spots by Malcom, Ted or George's sweat. Saugus peered long enough to see all were gathered around him now. Ted and George masturbated their erections which were aimed at him.
Malcom was inside and moving steadily like a piston in an engine.
His body excited as it was, seemed to become even more excited. His hand reached and felt firmness. George felt the hand on his cock and released it to the unique sensation of another doing to him what he had only done to himself.
It was odd at first and yet exciting. His body almost convulsed and exploded. The hand on his cock seemed to sense that and squeezed until it hurt. George almost pushed the hand away but the thumb began to massage under his cock head, again sending sparks through his entire body.
Ted stared at the naked body beneath him. It was Saugus and it wasn't. He had never reacted to another naked team mate that way before.
First it was almost laughable as the guy lay naked in front of them and began to act like some whore in a porn flick. He had seen them many times, sneaking old DVD discs from his father's drawer at home when the man was absent. He watched with amazement and maneuvered himself for so many times, his cock hurt.
Secretly with a friend they watched and ignored each other's hard cocks as they jacked onto the floor.
This was different. It wasn't a Video screen image and it wasn't a girl. It was someone he knew acting crazy but not to show off, he was doing what Ted and his teammates had done in private. And the guy didn't care they saw him. It was liberating, it was different, it was gay and it was hot.
Ted stroked his cock not caring that the others saw him as he had watched Saugus. He felt his own butt-cheeks. The sight of Saugus using his fingers wasn't something he had seen before. It intrigued him. He didn't want the others to think he was like Saugus. But they hadn't reacted to Saugus doing it.
His fingers moved between his ass-cheeks?a finger finding his tight butthole and moved inside. It felt odd, it felt unique, it seemed to arouse him even more as his other hand continued to manipulate his erection.
Malcom didn't look at him nor did George and Saugus still had his eyes closed. Ten moved the finger further into the warmth?and felt the softness.
Ted closed his eyes now to concentrate on the private exploration of new sensations that would ultimately take him to his goal?though he wasn't sure if it was the sensations he was enjoying or the ultimate orgasm that would follow.
Malcom took the dare. It wasn't the first time his pendulous penis had gotten him the opportunity to have sex long before many of his peers. But this was the first time the object of his erection was another male.
Like his friends he was surprised, nearly amused and turned on by the sight of his teammate showing off. He had seen dudes masturbate before even before the rumored circle jerks his teammates and he had done very late at night after one of their parties.
Saugus seemed to be so into what he was doing, so confident, ignoring his audience of guys let alone his teammates. Malcom couldn't help his libido responding and his penis the other guys called "the snake" from hardening.
There had been videos on the computer he had seen of both males and females playing with hard dicks. He had rubbed his own while watching them.
When Saugus curled his legs up and the other guys dared him. Malcom recalled seeing the nearly same action on one of those videos. It was like a dream and he was in the video pressing his black snake into the waiting, willing and apparently wanting white anal cavity.
"OH SHIT" it was Saugus who prompted what happened next. He spewed his own juices high on his sweaty body and his own face too.
His gut clenched, his internal muscles collapsed around the hard dick that was sliding in and out. Malcom could no longer move and his body seems to be signaled to release its pent up amount of sperm..again and again.
"fuck fuck fuck" he uttered.
George's mind was in a fog as he watched what was happening. He almost didn't feel his own orgasm or at least the first stream. But what followed was a series of unrelenting pulses inside him pushing streams after streams out onto Saugus legs and body.
Ted didn't see what was happening. His closed eyes still allowed him to concentrate on the first time feeling of his fingers inside him while his other hand stroked. But he heard the curses, moans, groans around him.
Somehow his brain said it was time and he felt his own asshole muscles squeeze his fingers. The knot in his lower gut seemed suddenly hard and painful. The tip of his penis felt and transmitted the sensation of the flow that was spitting out of it.
"OH shit" it was Malcom who had removed himself from Saugus and Saugus himself mirrored the event of his hole being allowed to close as much as the stretched muscles allowed.
Panting was heard; otherwise their silence marked the finish of each of the team mate's orgasm.
Ted opened his eyes to see the four of them still in place, though Saugus legs were lowered now. Any evidence of spilled sperm was hidden by body sweat their efforts and the steam room had created.
They didn't speak, probably not knowing what to say if anything. George reached for his towel and the others followed suit.
He left the steam room dragging his towel not wanting to cover himself so the locker room air could cool his body. Ted, Malcom and Saugus followed seeing the naked buttocks and bodies of each other in front of them.
The showers had been turned off. The boys realized they were the only ones left. Without saying it, each was glad their recent activities had indeed been private. They would not talk about it even to each other?at least not until some sort of alcohol or smoke enticed the comments.
The shower spray was warm but their bodies felt it cool as each regained the desired body temperature.
It was George who started humming. He did it without thinking. And the others joined in with the same song.
Lyrics followed though Ted wasn't the best singer in the shower stall. Saugus made a comment and the others laughed.
Ted sang on making sure he was singing even worse just to taunt his friends.
They towel dried near each other though their respective lockers weren't located that close to where they stood.
"Gotta run, late" Malcom said as he moved towards his own locker.
George nodded and turned to his. Ten and Saugus, their lockers next to each other moved there and began to dress.
None of them left the room until all were dressed.
"So what are you guys up to?" George muttered just because he felt like saying something rather than remain silent.
"Home" Ted responded "me too" Malcom said.
Saugus stopped and turned "I'm gonna get some burgers, I'm famished, not sure why. You guys wanna?"
The four moved through the door headed to the Burger Palace they usually went to and consumed enough to feed the entire team.
They were still hungry.