After the Game
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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
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6,887
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
6,887
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Admiring the View
Storm almost sang with delight, but restrained herself and peered through the hole. Ron was standing very close to her. He was changing by the bench on the other side of the wall. He was dripping wet, having been one of the first to shower. He had a towel wrapped around his waist (dammit, though Storm!) and was drying his tousled blond hair. Storm gasped - he looked so sexy. Water flicked off his hair and he reached down to untie his towel. Storm was so excited she could hardly look as his long, smooth cock slid into view. She couldn\'t believe she was actually looking at Ron\'s cock! It was a fine length and thickness, and beneath it hung a pair of impressive balls. All this nestled in a bed of wiry black pubic hair, quite unlike the hair on his head. However good he looked with his clothes on, he looked three times better with them off. He had a six-pack and wonderfully toned arms and legs. Despite this, Storm found her eyes drawn back to his cock.
She scanned the rest of the changing room for more eye-candy.Stephan, the team goalie, was changing next to Ron. Or rather, he was walking around the changing room - naked - and talking in a very loud voice. \"We showed \'em, we showed \'em once and for all, eh boys?\" Storm heard. She was amazed that he wasn\'t more bashful about his body. He was clearly very comfortable with it, and he had no reason not to be. He, like Ron, had a gorgeous figure. He was slightly more muscly on account of being shorter, and his cock was shorter than Ron\'s too. Despite that, it was thicker and it nestled in a deep bed of black hair, the same colour as the hair on his head and stubble.
Storm looked across the room and saw that Michael was changing by the wall on the left-hand side of her vision. He, too, was naked, but it was frustrating because she couldn\'t see his dick. She thought she caught a glimpse of it once, at lot looked quite big for such a small guy, but mostly his back was turned. Storm was surprised to see that most of the players around the room were naked. They didn\'t try to cover themselves up with huge towels, like her classmates did after swimming lessons. She was in heaven; how many girls had seen all the players naked like this?
Mark was standing on the other side of Ron. He was a player whom many girls rated highly. Storm was surprised to see that his pubic hair was chatain in colour, when the hair on his head was almost black. His cock was very long and slightly curved. When he dried that area with his towel, it flicked from side to side enticingly. Storm noticed that Mark had a nasty purple bruise on his ankle where he had been hit by the puck during the game. When he ran his towel over it, he winced. Oh, how she would love to bathe it for him!
Glancing around, the only player who was not naked was Peter. After his accident during the game, he had stitches on his neck and got dressed early, dammit! He was another sexy Czechoslovakian and was sitting in between Stephan (who had stopped shouting and was now concentrating on getting dressed), and Martin. Martin was in high spirits after receiving Man of the Match. He had the longest cock Storm could see in the room - she gasped at the size of it. She was in the middle of gazing at it when she realised that something was happening on the other side of the wall.
Michael had strolled over to where she was crouching, and pee peering at the hole in the wall! Storm was mortified - Michael knew someone was watching! Luckily none of the other players noticed what he was looking at. She saw a flash of anger spring into Michael\'s dark, seductive eyes, and before she knew what was happening he was striding across to the changing room door. As he walked into the corridor (wearing only a towel), she had nowhere to hide. He saw her ace. ce. Then he stood, hands on hips, waiting for an explanation.
She scanned the rest of the changing room for more eye-candy.Stephan, the team goalie, was changing next to Ron. Or rather, he was walking around the changing room - naked - and talking in a very loud voice. \"We showed \'em, we showed \'em once and for all, eh boys?\" Storm heard. She was amazed that he wasn\'t more bashful about his body. He was clearly very comfortable with it, and he had no reason not to be. He, like Ron, had a gorgeous figure. He was slightly more muscly on account of being shorter, and his cock was shorter than Ron\'s too. Despite that, it was thicker and it nestled in a deep bed of black hair, the same colour as the hair on his head and stubble.
Storm looked across the room and saw that Michael was changing by the wall on the left-hand side of her vision. He, too, was naked, but it was frustrating because she couldn\'t see his dick. She thought she caught a glimpse of it once, at lot looked quite big for such a small guy, but mostly his back was turned. Storm was surprised to see that most of the players around the room were naked. They didn\'t try to cover themselves up with huge towels, like her classmates did after swimming lessons. She was in heaven; how many girls had seen all the players naked like this?
Mark was standing on the other side of Ron. He was a player whom many girls rated highly. Storm was surprised to see that his pubic hair was chatain in colour, when the hair on his head was almost black. His cock was very long and slightly curved. When he dried that area with his towel, it flicked from side to side enticingly. Storm noticed that Mark had a nasty purple bruise on his ankle where he had been hit by the puck during the game. When he ran his towel over it, he winced. Oh, how she would love to bathe it for him!
Glancing around, the only player who was not naked was Peter. After his accident during the game, he had stitches on his neck and got dressed early, dammit! He was another sexy Czechoslovakian and was sitting in between Stephan (who had stopped shouting and was now concentrating on getting dressed), and Martin. Martin was in high spirits after receiving Man of the Match. He had the longest cock Storm could see in the room - she gasped at the size of it. She was in the middle of gazing at it when she realised that something was happening on the other side of the wall.
Michael had strolled over to where she was crouching, and pee peering at the hole in the wall! Storm was mortified - Michael knew someone was watching! Luckily none of the other players noticed what he was looking at. She saw a flash of anger spring into Michael\'s dark, seductive eyes, and before she knew what was happening he was striding across to the changing room door. As he walked into the corridor (wearing only a towel), she had nowhere to hide. He saw her ace. ce. Then he stood, hands on hips, waiting for an explanation.