Locker Room Dialogue

I was 17 years old. One day during physics I did hurt my leg badly and our teacher asked Fred, my classmate who was having the week’s duty, to accompany me to our locker room to collect my things and stay with me till the end of the lesson. Fred was not particularly friend of mine, we knew each other briefly from the school basketball team; anyway, at the moment I was happy he helped me. He also took the daily class book, so we sat on the bench quietly probably searching for our absences to be “corrected”. Then we heard two girls run into the neighbouring locker room, which was divided only by thin wooden wall tall as a person. We remained quiet, so they did not notice us and we could have heard well what they were talking about:

Sarah - Yesterday afternoon I spent some time with Fred, we kissed and touched each other. In some moment I did feel his hardon pressing on me.

Rachel - I happened the same when I was dancing with Paul during the school disco last week. Wonder what would teacher say knowing how excited he was.

Sarah - Fred also talked to me about some kinky stuff. 

Fred gave me a weird look, because Sarah was his brand new girlfriend from the freshman class and wanted to leave, but I was very curious what 15 years old girls think, so I showed him I coudn’t have left, because I was in pain.

R - What stuff?

S - How excited he was the other day while he looked at my photo.

R - Have you already given him your nude picture?

S - No, not really nude, but one in bra and jeans.

R - (impressed) And did he…?

S - Did he what?

R - You know, did he jerked off to it?

S - (giggles) I don’t exactly know what he ment, he thought I knew, so I pretended I understood.

R - You don’t masturbate, do you?

S - Nope. Do you?

R - Not very often but I do. Haven’t you at least try?

S - I have, twice, because I saw it in some movie and people constantly talk about it. But the first time somebody called me on the phone, and the other time my sister came to ask me for something, so I gave it up in both occasions.

R - So you haven’t had orgasm yet?

S - No. But my nipples are so sensitive, I like to touch them.

R - You need to be on your own, I usually need quite a time to get there. Did your sister find out what you were doing?

S - First I thought she didn’t but before we went to sleep she told me she also had masturbated. It was a surprise to me because she is only 13 and not very developed. We see each other naked almost every day, so I know her tiny boobs and little hair down there. She hasn’t even started to trim it. I told her I was only trying it, but she didn’t believe me. She is the other generation, she talks about everything very openly, I bet she would even show me if I would wanted. When I asked her how often she did masturbate she answered that at least few times a week.

R - As you share the room, haven’t you ever noticed?

S - Not really, but it’s true I always fall asleep first.

R - Be you I would pretend I am sleeping and would find out and do the same.

S - Sure yes, and then she would tell parents.

R - What she would tell? That you did the same kinky thing as she was doing? (tries not to laugh out loud)

At this moment I started to develop a huge boner which was clearly visible because I still had my sports trunks. I couldn’t see Fred’s reaction, because unlike me, he already has changed into the regular school uniform. But his face turned red and he was also listening very carefully.

Rachel - Boys are more like your sister, they jerk off all the time. At least few times a week, but possibly also daily.

Sarah - Really? How do you know?

R - I saw my brother doing it constantly.

S - (curious) Did you?

R - We shared the room till last year when he left to the university campus, so I saw him from time to time. But I remember one summer holidays when he was 15. He started to do it every single morning. When I slept longer then him, he did it in the kitchen or in the living room. When we woke up at the same time, he took long shower in the bathroom.

S - That’s weird, did you watch him?

R - Sometimes yes, but I usually only briefly spotted something, it wasn’t like watching him. After my mother told me I should respect his privacy and not to enter bathroom or our room without knocking, I started to sneak a bit. But after I caught him with two friends watching porn, it wasn’t much secret left.

S - No way, you really saw them masturbating together?

R - Haha, yes, one day I went out early morning for my training which supposed to last till midday, but the coach couldn’t come so I returned home much sooner. Meanwhile my brother had a visit from two guys who were sleeping over at our house that night. They were all sitting in our living room, they had pants down on their knees, penises in hands jerking off to some awful porn in TV. It seemed like they were doing the most ordinary thing, like having breakfast. 

S - OMG what did you do?

R - I went to my room and locked the door. Then I heard them all sheepishly leaving. My brother came later that day and told me he wouldn’t do that knowing I would return, he was really sorry and afraid I would tell to mom. (silently) I told him I wouldn’t tell mom if he would show me how he ejaculates.

S - He couldn’t have done that!

R - I convinced him, I told him the whole situation really offended me and other blah-blah-blah. 

S - So did he show you? How did it look?

R - That evening after dark he stripped nude, did it on his bed and I could have watched. It looked like at the end of peeing, when you squirt few last drops. But he seemed to enjoy it, you should have seen his face when he came.

S - Have you seen his friends again? 

R - Seldom, especially one whom I liked. He repeatedly felt so ashamed he even couldn’t look in my eyes. Once I told him I already have forget it. Funny, because now each one of those naughty guys study at the universities.

S - So it never repeated?

R - Not really. I saw my brother’s boner many more times, because after he showed me he wasn’t hiding it so carefully as before. I also started to feel myself when he was sleeping.

S - You started to masturbate so early?

R - No, it took me some years, but till now it feels nice to think about the scenes I have seen. I only don’t need to catch anybody again, despite of everything it was bit embarrassing. Now I totally understand people masturbate, I only don’t know why boys must do it so often. I bet also Fred jerks off to your picture every day, maybe even now.

S - (smiles) Now he has the physics lesson. They sure do not masturbate during physics.

R - (with a strange voice) You never know. Maybe after they finish the basketball match the teacher tells them: now guys let’s all hold our dicks and masturbate.

S - (can’t stop laughing) It may not be totally out, after I heard how you saw your brother and his friends.

Actually it was very likely, especially when we had physics together with girls and saw them in those sports bra. I remember being so aroused that sometimes I asked teacher for a short break, went to the restroom and jerked off there, alone. Anyway, at this moment we looked at each other with Fred. Rachel had obviously wild fantasy, but wasn’t far from reality. I couldn’t stand it anymore and grabbed my already hard dick and started to jerk off, feeling I would cum in any second. As Fred saw me in, he unzipped his pants and also pulled out his rock hard dick. 

R - (quietly) I’m afraid I have to go to change, I think my underpants are wet now.

S - (giggles) I can see your nipples through your t-shirt.

At the same moment when I squirted onto the floor we heard the bell ringing at the end of every lesson. Soon all other kids were running from everywhere to everywhere, including our locker. Fred had some work to fit his hard dick into his pants but he managed and quickly left. I couldn’t do more than just sit and wait till my resistant erection will fade. When my teacher came to ask if I was alright, I told her I was, but still she insisted to examine my leg. She kneeled down, then, as she probably might have seen stains on my pants and erection I was trying to hide, she stood up and left saying I will be alright.