The gang was in the locker room recovering from one of coach's motivational speeches. Our first meet was the next day and we had been chastise for not looking or acting like a team.
Our times were ok but we weren't trying he had said.
"First thing we gotta do is look like a team" the Captain announced. He waved electric clippers in the air. Some guys grumbled. And I couldn't imagine what my folks would say if I did it.
"Come one guys, we got to show the coach and everyeone else we're a team. Who's first?"
His best friend Marshall went over. That wasn't a surprise. They were buddies and as we watched they shaved each others head so close they were almost bald.
"What about you. Show everyone the new kid is part of our team"
I looked up.....everyone was watching me. I moved and soon felt my own thick blonde hair fall on my shoulders.
After that every one took turns......
"We got to do it all! Marshall said and held up some shaving cream and a safety razor.
Most of us were in towels or jockstraps still from our practice..but soon we were bareass naked. Shaving cream was sprayed around as we delighted in covering each others crotches, chests armpits and even legs with it.
And guys openly shaved each other. Hands held balls and cocks, spread buttcheeks and we moved in and out of the showers....looking more and more like pre adolescent kids.....smooth head to toe.
"Now we look like a team. And we have to act like a team. " Marshall took some baby oil and began to spread it on my shoulders. It felt good. So good infact that my cock started to rise.
I couldn't do anything..and soon my erection was there for everyone to see.
"See, he's not embarassed in front of us because we're brothers, closer then brothers" the Captain was still cheering us onward.
Cocks were hard, hands were pumping. It wasn't exactly a circle jerk...it was more like a clump.
"Hey I got it....instead of taking care of ourselves...we're a team...every one has to take care of a buddy" I dont' know who said it but my cock was soon being stroked by a team mate.
And I was feeling, exploring and jacking another teammate.
The room was full of breathing, moaning, little curses and gasps as load after load sprayed across legs, feet, chests, bellies and even newly shaven heads.
The shower was hot..and wild as hands soaped backs..and cocks got pumped again.
By the time I got home, dinner was being eaten by my family.
My mother cried out seeing my shaven head. I tried to explain we had to do it for the team. She was really angry, but Dad interuppted her saying to let it go.
I lay on my bed that night trying to pay attention to the history chapter I was reading. Dad came in and talked awhile.
"By the way, when I was in school, we did the same thing. Hell we did more then shave heads" he said and then paused as if to wait for my comment. I didn't volunteer anything..because I already knew he knew.
We lost the first meet. But our times were better. The coach didn't speficicaly say anything about our shaven heads or bodies..which he saw in the locker room.
We cheered ourselves and shared a hot shower and some more adolescent fun before going home.
The season had only just begun....and I was glad to be part of the team.
"Now you guys are acting like a team" was all he did say.