HS lockeroom/shower experiences

[RBrew36]

Ah 7th grade PE in the 70's, remember it well! The first year of communal showers after PE. The first jock strap, first time seeing other guys naked, first time seeing other men naked and the start of my perpetual hardons in the shower. I was the guy that always got hard in the shower, every time! At first the guys would make fun of me and point & laugh. The coach heard the ruckus and came to the shower area to investigate. When he saw & heard what was going on, he called me out to stay & talk with him after class. He told me it was very normal to get a hardon and to pay no attention to the guys and their teasing. Said he would join us for showers for a few days to keep the teasing down. The next day sure enough, coach stripped down & joined us boys in the shower. I had never seen a naked man before and he was perfect. He was hairy head to toe and to me had a huge dick & bull balls. With him there the teasing stopped as the boys were afraid to say anything. Didn't stop me from getting hard though. As soon as I pulled my jock off my dick would spring up hard as a rock. I did notice several other guys would also get hard. Safety in numbers I guess. The coach also noticed and said to us, "See, it is perfectly normal for guys to get hard." After a few days pretty much everybody would get hard when taking our shower. Even the coach would get hard. His dick was huge & would stick up hard & proud.

 

[MEP2491]

When I was in middle school and high school, I used to always see gays changing in the locker room. The locker room is where I realized that I liked guys. I was in 5th grade and I saw a classmates dick for the first time. I loved the site so much that I went home and I watched porn for the first time. It was of course gay porn. As I got older I would spend more time in the locker room and shower area just so I could see cocks. As i got older I would jerk off at home while fingering my ass while fantasizing about all the cocks I say in the locker room that day. It also happens to be the first place I ever gave a bj. Was early one morning before anyone actually got to school. Was working out at our gym with a guy I knew was gay. Once we were done we went to take a shower. He had no idea that I liked guys but he caught me looking at his dick so he asked if id like to suck it. I said yes and I gave him a bj while the water was pouring over us. Happened a few other times but i will always remember the first time.

 

[wickedstone]

My high school did not require us to shower after class.

So I got to avoid the embarassment of the awkward hard-on years but also got to miss seeing my entire class nude.

Now this doesnt mean I didnt see nudity.

The only black kid in my class got down to his boxers one day after gym, but with the cut out section in the front you know how sometimes your dick goes through that? Well, everyone saw his that day, went right through the hole. Another time I was changing and happened to glance up and over to the right to see a classmates dick that was absolutely huge, bigger than I am today at 20 and this was in 9th grade. Never saw him nude after that, but hell he was big.

Never saw our teacher nude, but one class I had in 11th grade was co-op, so we as teen guys were stoked about that alone. I was on yearbook that year too and me and a senior girl I kinda knew got assigned to do pictures of the new gym, which also had new locker rooms. So we went to take some basic shots of the locker rooms. She then suggested jokingly that we should pose in our own locker rooms to make them looks used, or something like that. So she strips down to her underwear and I take some shots of the locker room with her walking around generically through the locker area, shower area and bathroom. Then we go to do that to the boys locker room. So I go down to strip to boxers and go figure, that opening in the front again, my dick came out right in front of her when she was taking a shot. As far as I know she kept it, but I know some other people got that picture too. We did the same thing in the boys locker room as the girls, main locker area getting undessed, bathroom area and shower area. But this girl, a kinda hot senior convinced me at 9:30 in the morning to do a nude shot in the shower. The shot would only show my ass, but she would be there to see everything. I got it over with, but I know a lot of other senior girls not only heard about this, but got pictures of the whole thing too...kinda wish I had them now.

 

[bigddd]

wonderful memories of the open HS locker room and the old shower with 8 heads;

 

[lbndlbnd]

I remember some of the scenes in the locker rooms of my small high school, which was the first time I had ever had a gym that had a communal shower area, though there were walls that made for some privacy, owing to the fact that it was a private school that had very good facilities. Most guys would wrap a towel around them when getting in or out of the shower, so you could catch a glimpse of their naked bodies as they dressed, some were more memorable than others. We had to change for physical education and then for any practices/games, etc., the usual, but showers were optional.

Being bi, and not advertising the fact, it was interesting to see how guys interacted, since it was not too difficult to know who might be interested in another guy. I played tennis and golf, and would sometimes swim in the pool after a workout in the gym or after playing tennis, so I might not get to the showers at the same time as the rest of the team after practices, etc., closer to the end of the day. One day when I was sixteen, I was in the shower late and passed a guy I knew from lacrosse in the shower, who was walking naked with a towel over his shoulder after finishing a shower, and he was extremely hot. I wasn't obvious, but I got a glimpse of him, and went into the showers and took a quick shower. When I went out to get dressed, there was nobody in the locker room, so I changed and when I went to retrieve my jacket from the locker, it was gone. Our school had a strict honor code, and I could not believe that somebody had stolen it, more than likely it was a prank. I was so angry because my car keys were in the jacket, but I had a spare key in a magnetic box under the car, so I walked out into the late afternoon ready to kill whomever had taken my jacket because my keys were with it. I get to the car, and am fishing underneath for my key when the lacrosse player I knew came over to me, and said "Hey man, I'm sorry, I must have picked up your jacket by mistake" and he handed it to me. I took it and pulled out the keys, throwing the jacket into the trunk. We parted ways and I drove home and went about my nightly routine. I needed something from the car, and remembered that I left my jacket in the trunk so I went out to get it and when I went to hang it up, noticed there was a note in the pocket.

I pulled out the paper and unfolded it, soon realizing that it was from my lacrosse friend, Brian (not his real name), and he said "I had to swipe your jacket to be sure that you got this note, so I had the courage to put it in here. Did you really catch a glance of me in the showers, or was I imagining that?" I was a bit uneasy, now, since I thought he was going to think that I was gay and was going to cause trouble. I didn't do anything about it that night, and finished whatever homework I had to do and called it a night.

The next day, I didn't have practice, so I left immediately after school, and did not encounter Brian as we had different class schedules, and I briefly passed him in the hall at lunch with a "Hey man" type of greeting. Nobody had announced that I was to be outed in the paper as a bisexual, or that I was interested in a certain lacrosse player -- the universe was operating normally, and then I thought it had to be a joke. So, I left it at that, and the next day I had some other extracurricular activity, not sports related, so I was late leaving again. I walked out to the car and found a jacket thrown on the hood, and nobody was around. I looked in the pocket and found a paper of Brian's in it, and thought I'd go to the locker room to see if he had been in there and had thrown it on my car because it was close to the field or something like that. I had changed after school, so I was wearing jeans and a polo shirt, not our uniform and I walked into the locker room to see if he was in there. There were a couple of the lacrosse guys getting dressed, and I asked if either of them had seen Brian. One pointed to the showers and said "He's showering." They finished dressing and left. I sat there for a minute, and then walked to the shower room doorway and called into him telling him that I found his jacket on my car. He shut off the water and walked out naked again and said "Oh, thanks. I didn't know where I lost it."

He then asked me "Did you get my note?" I had wide eyes as I said that I did, and he stood there naked and said "Well?" I didn't know what to say and he said "Dude, if you're into guys, I'm going out on a limb here..." I still didn't know if this was a setup and I think I said something teenager-like "as if" or something. He walked over, wet, and said "I'm going to count to three and if you say no, I'll stop..." So he counted, and on three he pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard, and then his wet hand was on my crotch, as it was swelling by this point and he pulled off the kiss and smiled "Yeah, I thought you'd like that..." He proceeded to unbutton my jeans and kissed me, and then had his hand around my dick as he got me very hard, and then proceeded to give me my first oral experience from a guy. We had to finish quickly because one of the coaches was coming into the locker room and calling his name, so I pulled up my jeans and he walked out into the locker area to answer the coach, wrapping the towel around him. I was in the shower room, out of sight, and seriously wondering what I had done to deserve this awesome treatment by one of the school studs. The coach finished talking to him and said "Get dressed. I'm locking up in five minutes."

I walked out of the shower room when the coach left and Brian beckoned me over with a finger on his lips, telling me to be silent. He gave me a very tender kiss, and said "That was fun" in a whisper, and said "I want some more of that" as he put a hand on my crotch. I nodded and he whispered "Go out the other side before he catches us" and I made it out of the lockers without being detected by anyone and walked out to my car. I drove home and was home maybe twenty minutes when I had a call from the housekeeper up the stairs that I had a visitor. Brian was in the doorway and said "Hey man, I think you forgot your notebook" as he had a book in hand. I invited him in and we were hanging out for a while with drinks and a snack, and then he said he needed to get going. I walked him out to his car, and as we went, he said "I think we're about the same size," which we were. I nodded and he put his hand on my jeans and said "Can I wear these? I'll give them back. I just want to sleep in them." I ducked into my bedroom and changed into another pair of pants, shorts, I think, and brought them out to him in the car, luckily not seen by any of my siblings or the housekeeper, or my mother who was home at that point. He went home and called me late that night saying that he loved those jeans and how they were special because of our bond, and that he'd felt a connection between us, even though he knew that I liked girls. I let him keep them, and the next time I was late from my own practice, a day or so later, we showered together, and that began a ritual of showering together, sometimes sneaking in a few kisses before anyone found us, in the locker room, and we'd go to his house or to my house and have some quality sexual experiences together. We were an item, on the quiet, because I had a girlfriend and he dated various girls, and people just thought we were good friends. It was an awesome time to have that type of acceptance from a teen guy and we got together a few times after high school, and in college. He ended up meeting a guy and they're now married, and we're just friends, but we still play a little game of trading jackets, though he told me recently that he still has my jeans from high school and that I'm not getting back the leather jacket that I left at his place because he likes it too much.

In a way, it's funny because he wore my former jacket when we went out together, he and his husband with me and a date (female), and his husband knew that was formerly my jacket. He told me that he thought it was so cute that he still has a crush on me, after all these years, and he knew that I'd never be a problem because they both like me. In a way, he has a closeness to me because he remembers the times we had in our teens, and though they are in the past now, we're still friends and he now gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek when we meet. And, to think it all came about because of a chance glance in the locker room shower, pretty funny as I think about it now.

 

[gaysian85]

My HS never required showers but the male gym teacher was hot. I never had him as I got stuck with the woman who also was a PE teacher. I got to see the man shirtless during the school musical because they were performing Carnival and the male PE teacher was one of the magic act's civilian volunteers. He had some great muscles too!

 

[ClevelandTodd]

I remember some of the scenes in the locker rooms of my small high school, which was the first time I had ever had a gym that had a communal shower area, though there were walls that made for some privacy, owing to the fact that it was a private school that had very good facilities. Most guys would wrap a towel around them when getting in or out of the shower, so you could catch a glimpse of their naked bodies as they dressed, some were more memorable than others. We had to change for physical education and then for any practices/games, etc., the usual, but showers were optional.

Being bi, and not advertising the fact, it was interesting to see how guys interacted, since it was not too difficult to know who might be interested in another guy. I played tennis and golf, and would sometimes swim in the pool after a workout in the gym or after playing tennis, so I might not get to the showers at the same time as the rest of the team after practices, etc., closer to the end of the day. One day when I was sixteen, I was in the shower late and passed a guy I knew from lacrosse in the shower, who was walking naked with a towel over his shoulder after finishing a shower, and he was extremely hot. I wasn't obvious, but I got a glimpse of him, and went into the showers and took a quick shower. When I went out to get dressed, there was nobody in the locker room, so I changed and when I went to retrieve my jacket from the locker, it was gone. Our school had a strict honor code, and I could not believe that somebody had stolen it, more than likely it was a prank. I was so angry because my car keys were in the jacket, but I had a spare key in a magnetic box under the car, so I walked out into the late afternoon ready to kill whomever had taken my jacket because my keys were with it. I get to the car, and am fishing underneath for my key when the lacrosse player I knew came over to me, and said "Hey man, I'm sorry, I must have picked up your jacket by mistake" and he handed it to me. I took it and pulled out the keys, throwing the jacket into the trunk. We parted ways and I drove home and went about my nightly routine. I needed something from the car, and remembered that I left my jacket in the trunk so I went out to get it and when I went to hang it up, noticed there was a note in the pocket.

I pulled out the paper and unfolded it, soon realizing that it was from my lacrosse friend, Brian (not his real name), and he said "I had to swipe your jacket to be sure that you got this note, so I had the courage to put it in here. Did you really catch a glance of me in the showers, or was I imagining that?" I was a bit uneasy, now, since I thought he was going to think that I was gay and was going to cause trouble. I didn't do anything about it that night, and finished whatever homework I had to do and called it a night.

The next day, I didn't have practice, so I left immediately after school, and did not encounter Brian as we had different class schedules, and I briefly passed him in the hall at lunch with a "Hey man" type of greeting. Nobody had announced that I was to be outed in the paper as a bisexual, or that I was interested in a certain lacrosse player -- the universe was operating normally, and then I thought it had to be a joke. So, I left it at that, and the next day I had some other extracurricular activity, not sports related, so I was late leaving again. I walked out to the car and found a jacket thrown on the hood, and nobody was around. I looked in the pocket and found a paper of Brian's in it, and thought I'd go to the locker room to see if he had been in there and had thrown it on my car because it was close to the field or something like that. I had changed after school, so I was wearing jeans and a polo shirt, not our uniform and I walked into the locker room to see if he was in there. There were a couple of the lacrosse guys getting dressed, and I asked if either of them had seen Brian. One pointed to the showers and said "He's showering." They finished dressing and left. I sat there for a minute, and then walked to the shower room doorway and called into him telling him that I found his jacket on my car. He shut off the water and walked out naked again and said "Oh, thanks. I didn't know where I lost it."

He then asked me "Did you get my note?" I had wide eyes as I said that I did, and he stood there naked and said "Well?" I didn't know what to say and he said "Dude, if you're into guys, I'm going out on a limb here..." I still didn't know if this was a setup and I think I said something teenager-like "as if" or something. He walked over, wet, and said "I'm going to count to three and if you say no, I'll stop..." So he counted, and on three he pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard, and then his wet hand was on my crotch, as it was swelling by this point and he pulled off the kiss and smiled "Yeah, I thought you'd like that..." He proceeded to unbutton my jeans and kissed me, and then had his hand around my dick as he got me very hard, and then proceeded to give me my first oral experience from a guy. We had to finish quickly because one of the coaches was coming into the locker room and calling his name, so I pulled up my jeans and he walked out into the locker area to answer the coach, wrapping the towel around him. I was in the shower room, out of sight, and seriously wondering what I had done to deserve this awesome treatment by one of the school studs. The coach finished talking to him and said "Get dressed. I'm locking up in five minutes."

I walked out of the shower room when the coach left and Brian beckoned me over with a finger on his lips, telling me to be silent. He gave me a very tender kiss, and said "That was fun" in a whisper, and said "I want some more of that" as he put a hand on my crotch. I nodded and he whispered "Go out the other side before he catches us" and I made it out of the lockers without being detected by anyone and walked out to my car. I drove home and was home maybe twenty minutes when I had a call from the housekeeper up the stairs that I had a visitor. Brian was in the doorway and said "Hey man, I think you forgot your notebook" as he had a book in hand. I invited him in and we were hanging out for a while with drinks and a snack, and then he said he needed to get going. I walked him out to his car, and as we went, he said "I think we're about the same size," which we were. I nodded and he put his hand on my jeans and said "Can I wear these? I'll give them back. I just want to sleep in them." I ducked into my bedroom and changed into another pair of pants, shorts, I think, and brought them out to him in the car, luckily not seen by any of my siblings or the housekeeper, or my mother who was home at that point. He went home and called me late that night saying that he loved those jeans and how they were special because of our bond, and that he'd felt a connection between us, even though he knew that I liked girls. I let him keep them, and the next time I was late from my own practice, a day or so later, we showered together, and that began a ritual of showering together, sometimes sneaking in a few kisses before anyone found us, in the locker room, and we'd go to his house or to my house and have some quality sexual experiences together. We were an item, on the quiet, because I had a girlfriend and he dated various girls, and people just thought we were good friends. It was an awesome time to have that type of acceptance from a teen guy and we got together a few times after high school, and in college. He ended up meeting a guy and they're now married, and we're just friends, but we still play a little game of trading jackets, though he told me recently that he still has my jeans from high school and that I'm not getting back the leather jacket that I left at his place because he likes it too much.

In a way, it's funny because he wore my former jacket when we went out together, he and his husband with me and a date (female), and his husband knew that was formerly my jacket. He told me that he thought it was so cute that he still has a crush on me, after all these years, and he knew that I'd never be a problem because they both like me. In a way, he has a closeness to me because he remembers the times we had in our teens, and though they are in the past now, we're still friends and he now gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek when we meet. And, to think it all came about because of a chance glance in the locker room shower, pretty funny as I think about it now.

Awesome story!! Thanks for sharing!

 

[dukemike]

It was my Freshmen year of high school, I was 15.

I was showering with my underwear on in the showers and a few seconds after a 16/17 year old football player with a five inch flaccid cock, showered right by me. He had an amazing ass, not too big, not too small.

He was a Junior that year. I never forgot that moment in my memory, ever.

Thanks for resurrecting this thread from 2007. I love both he stories involving sexual acts that did happen, but also the memories of just scoping out the hot guys changing and naked in the locker room and showers. I've often thought, since I was a kid how fortunate gay guys are that we get to see other guys changing and naked, while straight guys aren't allowed to see naked girls in school and at gyms.

 

[Georgiadude]

I was a high school Freshmen and so was my best friend. both of us did photography for the yearbook. the school year was nearly over. my friend and I had shop class together and both of us had finished our projects. we were just sitting around with nothing to do so we asked the teacher if we could go work on the yearbook. he said he didn't care. we went to the teacher that was the yearbook advisor and got the key to the photography darkroom. we used it to develop film (I know, I'm dating myself lol). there was a lock on the inside of the darkroom door so nobody could accidentally open it and ruin our film. my friend and I had been playing for about a year. we'd done oral, jo and topped each other many times. we got into the darkroom and locked the door. before I knew it we were both butt naked trading blow jobs and he wanted me to top him. there was Vaseline in the darkroom and we used that for lube. I had just came inside his ass and there was a knock on the door. omg panic city. it was the shop teacher wanting to make sure we were working on the yearbook. we told him we couldn't open the door because we were developing film. he said ok, he just wanted to make sure we were in there. he left and we quickly got dressed. thank God there was that lock on the inside of the door. we fooled around for about another year or so but never again at school.

Steven

 

[jjonn3]

I had just came inside his ass and there was a knock on the door. omg panic city. it was the shop teacher wanting to make sure we were working on the yearbook. we told him we couldn't open the door because we were developing film. he said ok, he just wanted to make sure we were in there.

That blind panic of almost getting caught!

Happened a few times over the years - thankfully never was caught - but never seemed to totally learn my lesson about not taking chances!

 

[Lecithen]

I used to love the locker room after gym class in high school! Seeing all the hot, popular boys strip down to their underwear. I snuck lots of peeks at those bulges. We weren't required to shower after gym class, but every so often some guys would use the shower. It was a big open shower, and if you were in the right place in the locker room, you could see inside.

I will never forget the one time that three of the hottest guys in my class got too sweaty after playing basketball and, after some deliberation, decided to just say fuck it and use the shower. Of course, I positioned myself so I could look in on them. They all had hot, fit, slender bodies and tight little asses. Two of them had really small dicks, but the other guy was hung like a horse! Honestly, his cock was bigger than the other two guys combined. Almost every guy in the other room that day looked in on them showering out of curiosity and afterwards, everyone was talking about the monster cock that dude had.

 

[Bi Married Male]

 

[jjonn3]

Almost every guy in the other room that day looked in on them showering out of curiosity and afterwards, everyone was talking about the monster cock that dude had.

It was always so funny - everyone tried so hard to make sure it did not appear they were looking - but EVERYONE was looking!

No one would say a thing but once one guy had the courage to make a comment acknowledging what he saw everybody would be like "I know - I never saw anything like that!"

 

[Fishincockout]

Man that must have been fun to look at.