After the game - A locker room story

The referee whistled and every player stopped moving, the game was over. It had been a really close one, and we only managed to win by two points scored at the very end. The scoreboard displayed the end result : 94-96. I got with the rest of my team on our side of the basketball court to congratulate each other and celebrate the victory, and quickly got into line to shake the other players' hand.

As I walked, saying a quick “good game” to each player of the opposite team, I got a better look at them, I was too focused during the game to think about that, but the end of the game was my time to appreciate my opponents' looks. There were overall pretty good looking, as people that are very sportive tend to be, but one in particular caught my eye. He was pretty tall, towering over my 6 feet, with a trimmed bear and messy hair. He's really cute, I told myself as our eyes crossed and we shook hands. But that didn't last long and soon enough everyone was heading towards either the locker room or the bar to rest and talk about the game.

Since we were playing in a minor division, everyone was really chill and only playing to have a good time. So players were not at each other's throat out of the court. During the match everyone was trying his best to win, but once the game was over it was really easy to have good time with the opposite team by having a beer or two before taking a shower.

Today I had not any plans after the game except going home, so I took my time as some of my teammates hurried to the lockers to get out as soon as possible. I gladly accepted the beer that the captain from the other team handed to me and got into a group of my teammates and opponents talking about how close the game was, and how the ranking would look like now for the end of the season.

Minutes passed and quickly I realized I was the only one from my team still around the bar, I excused myself from the guys I was talking to and headed for the lockers. In the hallway that was leading to our locker room, I crossed the last guys from my team, he said they really had to go because they planned to go clubbing this night. “No worries, see you on Tuesday !” I told them, I came with my own car so I could go back anytime, and it felt good for once not to have to rush to take a shower and leave.

I got into our locker and as I was told, I was the last one remaining. It felt kind of weird to be alone in a locker room when usually it is filled with noise and sweat, but I could take the time to enjoy my shower and some tranquility! I could maybe even find time for a quick wank before leaving, as the after-effort horniness was starting to build on me.

I undressed and as I was heading toward the showers with my towel, someone opened the door. I quickly put it around my waist to cover my naked body as I turned to see who it was that interrupted my very deserved time alone.

“Damn, I'm so sorry”, said the bearded man I noticed earlier. “I thought that everyone in your team had left, and since every shower is used by my team I wanted to take mine here”.

Looking at him, I felt the anger from the interruption leave me.

“That's fine” I said, and words got out of my mouth before I could think: “You can take your shower here if you want, there's plenty of space!”.

I immediately felt blood rushing to my head, what was I thinking? Showering with people that are outside of your team isn't really something that happens.

“Sure ! Thanks a lot I really didn't want to wait for the others to finish, not that I am in a hurry anyway but I need to get that sweat off. I'm David by the way.” He said, winking at me.

I could not believe it, he was going to stay and take his shower with me, the two of us alone in the locker room. I had not anticipated the sheer amount of self control this was going to take. I am used to showering with my team because I have known most of them for a long time, and had no naughty thoughts around them, but this was a whole other level. I felt myself becoming red again.

“No problem! I'm Arthur” I responded, not really knowing what to do with myself now, completely naked in front of him if not for the towel that I would need to go out of to take my shower.

“It was a nice game just there”, David said closing the door and throwing his bag on the bench, “So close though I really thought we could make it”.

I was still in the middle of the room, and continued talking as if I was not totally embarrassed by my position.

“You played really well too, my mates had trouble keeping you on the ground under the hoop”, I answered to keep things from getting awkward.

He was now beginning to undress too, I wondered if he was going to get totally naked too, would be really awkward if I was the only one with my genitals out. Fortunately, or not because I would have to keep my imagination under control, he got off his underwear. He was facing away from me so I took a good look at his body. It was crazy what frequent exercise could do with people born with the right genetic material, his back muscles were clearly defined and his arms strong. I felt bad for my mates that had to keep this beast under control on the court. His underwear was now on the ground so I got a quick look at what they were hiding and woaw, I really shouldn't have because I felt my dick twitch as my eyes met his perfect ass. This shower was going to be a real trial of mental strength.

“Haha I bet, they gave me a hard time too, and you managed to mark quite a lot of points.” he said while turning around, also putting his towel around his waist.

I quickly put my eyes away, it was not the right time to see his package or it would be the end of me, and I walked away from him toward the showers, hanging my towel on racks, now showing him my naked body.

“Thanks, your team is pretty good, you guys seem to get along really well!” I said hearing him following my steps and putting his own towel on the tracks.

I kept my eyes in front of me and stepped under a stall. Sometimes in sport halls, cubicles separated each shower to give some privacy to players. Obviously it was not the case here and I really had to keep my mind under control not to go hard in a second.

“Yeah we all are really close”, David said, as I heard him turn on the shower right behind mine, “I really like it here, it is way better than with my previous team”.

I started to put my own shower gel on, and thoughtfully wash my legs with my hands, making some foam under the water.

“Did they give you a hard time or something? Some teams are way too serious about the game, I must rather have our team spirit, it feels less stressful” I said, making sure to keep my eye on myself, cleaning every inch of skin, not taking a single look in his direction.

“They didn't really like me” sighted David, “because of that I wasn't myself on the court and it prevented me from enjoying the game”. As he finished talking I heard his shower stop, but he didn't press the button to put it back on.

“Anyway” he continued, “it is too bad none of my teammates are here, I am known for my after-game back rubs and I won't be able to train this time”.

Did he say what I just heard? If that wasn't an invitation I don't know what that was, and I am also not the type to refuse a back rub when proposed so nicely, but I had to play it cool.

“My back does feel pretty sore after this game” Ok that didn't sound cool at all, but it was straight to the point at least, “I should think about stretching before drinking after a game”, I quickly added, to try to give something of an impression that I was not directly asking for a massage, even if it was clearly my intention to get one, whether it had an happy ending or not.

David laughed and I turned to him smiling, making sure to keep my eyes on the upper part of his body. I didn't know what to expect but I think my mind tried to erase the image of what I saw a few minutes ago at a mere attempt to keep composure, but if I wasn't sure if a hairy chest could make me horny for someone, now I knew for sure. It took me all my might and a tongue bite to keep my blood outside my dick.

“Come on, go sit on that bench, there is no way I can let you leave here without making sure it won't hurt getting out of bed tomorrow”, he said with a big grin. He really was cute, my first impression was right. But I had to keep it inside for the moment, for all I knew this guy could just be a physiotherapist that takes his job at heart.

Still dripping, I walked outside the showers, quickly drying myself with my towel and putting it around my waist as I sat on the bench. I heard him coming behind me and I noticed he didn't bother to take his towel from the racks.

“Please tell me if it hurts, but it should only help relieve the pain” he said, putting his large wet hands on my shoulders and starting to move his fingers around my muscles. This guy was good, really good actually I told myself as a shiver went trough my spine. The physiotherapist speculation were feeling more and more real at this point, it really felt like his hands were healing my body (that actually wasn't that sore to begin with).

“Woaw you're really good at this” I told him, almost in a whisper.

He laughed and said “It's not that hard you know, I'm sure you could do it too”. He stopped and said “Let's try it on me, I'm gonna tell you what to do”.

At this point I was really lost, I had no idea what this guy's intentions were. But I turned around on the bench to face him and... fuck... I forgot he didn't put his towel on. He was standing up, I was sitting down, I'll let you guess what I saw next, without any possibility for my eyes to escape.

For a second I was in front of his limp dick. I don't know if it was the closeness between us but it looked really girthy. I don't think I ever stood up so rapidly, red as a beetroot. He still had this grin on his face, just like he was reading through my mind, and he stepped over the bench to sit.

“Start by putting your hands at the top of my back, below my neck” David said and I executed myself, ready try my best. “Start pushing down now”. “Gently” he added, I must have put too much strength, for my defense I was pretty nervous at that point.

“Now continue in circular movements” he said softly. I really gave it all I could, and I didn't know if it was feeling good or if I was butchering this guy's back.

“That feels really good! You got the grip of it”. I felt somewhat relieved that I had not embarrassed myself too much, but I stopped as I felt him starting to get up under my hands.

“Now I do need help with something else” he said while turning to face me.

He was now also standing up, we were only separated by the bench, and I didn't even need to look down to see that he was hard. I looked down at my own towel and saw that without me realizing I was in the same state of excitation.

David crossed the bench to be on my side, and slowly got his face close to mine. I crossed the rest of the distance that separated our two mouths and we started making out. My horniness was so high it felt like I was going to explode. As we continued to feel each other's tongue, his right hand got rid of my towel, that fell on the ground, while his left hand pressed on my lower back to bring me closer to his body.

I took some initiative too and I grabbed his dick and gently pushed him to sit on the bench. I broke our kiss and got on my knees, looking up at him. He was so handsome, looking over me with his beautiful smile as I got my mouth around his hard penis. I started by licking the head, giving him a real show before trying to get as much of his 8 inches as possible in my mouth.

He moaned and slowly put his hand on the back of my neck, gently pushing me further and further. I took my time to make him feel good, going up and down his shaft, it felt he was getting harder and harder under my tong.

After some time, he got his hands under my armpits to lift me up and gave me a long kiss. Then he spread my towel out on the floor and made me sit on it. All of this without saying a word, the lust was almost visible in his eyes. He opened my legs and started to suck on my dick. I cannot fathom how it felt to have this muscular guy between my legs giving me head, I almost exploded right there in his mouth.

When he felt I was at my limit, he got up and put my legs around his back, coming closer and pressing his dick against my body. He stopped and I saw in his eyes that he was waiting for my confirmation to go further.

I nodded confidently and he took his penis in his hand and got it close to my hole. It took me time to get accustomed to his girth, but he was really careful, waiting at every inch to see that I felt more comfortable before going further. Soon enough I felt his pubes on my ass and I had the entirety of him inside me. He slowly stated to make movements, going in and out at an increasing pace. It started to feel really good and he close the distance between our faces to make out with me as he straight up started to pound my ass. I heard in his breath that he was close, as he grabbed my dick while putting all of his weight behind his humps. A few seconds later I was coming all over him, and I felt him fill my ass.

As we got our breaths back I saw him look at me with the same grin. “What a day for sports, I knew that being a physiotherapist would one day turn in my favor...”