Hi all, long time lurker but never posted before. Thought i'd share my embarassing story of the day.
I had just finished my workout and i was in the changing room gang shower on my own. I hear someone else in the wetroom shower in the room next door but dont think anything of it.
The guy then comes into the same room as me and looks at me showering as he walks past to his locker. This is the strange bit, he then comes back and gets into the gang shower next to me, takes his swimming shorts off and starts showering again.
The fact that i knew he had already showered and now was doing it again sent my heart racing, did he come in to be near me? The guy was maybe early 30s with a really tight body. I couldnt help thinking he wanted something from me and i started hard very quickly at the thought.
Ive never been with a guy before but damn this was giving me a rush. I quickly turned my body away from him so he couldnt see my raging hardon lol.
As it turns out he kept his back to me the whole time and didnt make any attempt to talk or look at me. Not that i really minded because i was so freakin embarassed at having no control over my erection at that point.
Luckly he didnt stay in the shower too long and left before i did, leaving me standing tightly against the corner of the shower room.
Really hope he didnt realise cuz i'll prob see him again in the gym
Oh I got you beat by a mile...
Back in university I used to work out at our gym, and it had a main shower area which was all two long corridor like shower halls with about 15 shower heads per side, so about 30 per ''hall'' and 60 in total. Then there was the sauna and washroom area beside that and on the other side of that was the private stall showers. I used to always go into the private stalls out of just that, fear of getting a hard on.
So one night I worked out until late, a little after 10pm. At that time there's usually no one still working out and when I left it was only me and 2 girls still in the gym. I was totally beat so I changed out of my clothes, grabbed my towel and body wash and shampoo and headed for the showers. As I suspected there was no one else in there so I thought, whatever, I'll just go to the main shower hall. Like an idiot I even left my towel on a peg at one end and showered a fair distance away from it almost at the deep end of the hall. It's set up so you like, don't have to take your towel into the shower hall with you; you leave your towel outside the wet area on these pegs. Why I didn't just take mine with me and hang it on the tap of the shower next to mine I'll never know.
Anyways... so I'm showering up and all of a sudden I hear what sounds like a large, loud, rowdy bunch of guys coming in. Next thing I know a herd of big, beefy, hot football players pour into both halves of the main shower area, taking up each shower in my hall and most of those in the other one. What had happened I found out later was, they had a late night practice and couldn't shower afterwards in their own private lockeroom they had at my University, because it was being repainted and wouldn't be dry til late the next day.
Had I not been such a horny dude, I would have had enough sense to leave as soon as they started pouring in. But you have to know that football players are my number one, all time greatest turn on, linebackers especially. So as I'm showering who takes the shower directly opposite me, but the biggest linebacker on the team. He was like, 6'6 and 350 massive solid beefy hot as fuck and covered in hair. Basically my wildest wet dream come true.
I turned the hot off and the cold way up, thinking that a freezing cold shower would keep me from becoming... visibly excited. But it was no match for what happened next. Mr. Linebacker with his back and ass facing me, proceded to bend all the way over to wash the mud off his ankles and lower legs. The instant I saw his massive, meaty hairy ass cheeks spread just enough to give me a glimpse of his tight, straight football stud hole, and it was all over. I went rock hard in a second and at 8.5 inches and pretty thick, on my at that time tight, University gymnast jock body there was no hiding it. That's when the stupidity of leaving my towel way far away dawned on me.
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I hurredly grabbed my body wash and shampoo and held them and my arms in front of my hard on, unsuccesfully trying to hide my obvious arousal as I then had to walk all the way down the gauntlet of naked, showering football players before I could get to my towel.
Right now some of you are probably thinking I should've just let them see and walked past proudly, possibly attracting a new fuck buddy in the process. Those people have obviously never had to be gay in a red neck city where to do so would have basically meant suicide lol. I can tell you that I was back at my locker in a flash, didn't even bother to dry off and threw on my clothes by the time the guys had a chance to exchange looks with each like, ''Did that dude just walk out of here with a fucking hard on?!''
I raced out of the locker room, soggy and bright red from embarassment

with my heart pounding in my chest so loud I could hear it, but not loud enough to completely drown out the sound of an entire football team laughing and squawking and probably uttering a death threat or two. And yes, I was STILL hard! LOL.
I wish I could at least say that those few minutes provided me with a lifetime's worth of mastubatory mental imagery, but instead every time I think back to it I just have that sickening, mortified feeling of embarassment and humiliation. Maybe I did, however, get to provide a masturbation worthy image for at least one of those football players. If so, I just hope it was the hairy linebacker! Heh heh heh.
