I grabbed my towel and headed towards the shower, thinking of her small butt and how she too could be taking a shower across the school. Often times messing around in the showers, showing it off as a joke. At 18, I was only about six inches hard, but it was thick and I knew it. Underneath the athletic spandex, which were once tight against my body, a bulge was showing.
I took off my shirt, sweat pouring down my stomach, and worked to remove my shorts. At least I thought.Īs I got to the locker room I noticed it was empty. I knew what I'd be doing all alone in the showers. So I said peace to my friends, and followed to my own locker room, trying to hide the growth in my pants.
She waved, smiled, and headed towards the locker room. I checked her out from her toes, up through her long legs and across her breasts. As I shot baskets in the gym I noticed this girl staring at me, so I showed off a little and let my broad shoulders do the work. My thick muscular legs and tone stomach were not perfect, but I thought they were pretty good. At 6'2, my height gave me an advantage that most guys dream of. I'm 18 years old, on the basketball team, and found that girl. That person they think about when they go to bed, shower, watch a game, or relax.
