Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2015 20:12:32 +0000 From: M.J Jackman Subject: A New Family--Chapter 11 "Ok, Boys, let's bring em in. Hit the showers." Coach Peterson yelled out from the dugout. The middle school boys ran towards him from the field. "Hey, Liam, come over here." Coach motioned to Liam. "Yeah, Coach?" "You've got a killer pitch. And we're gonna want you on the team this season. Do you think you'll be able to make it?" "Oh, yes, Coach! Thank you so much! I can't wait! I've never played in a real team before, just some pick-up." "Well, we're happy you'll be able to be with us. Now, who's picking you up today? Jason or Jack?" "Um, I think Jason is." "Ok, we'll, I'll talk with him about getting you set up with a uniform. You'll need to get some jockstraps, as well. You know what those are?" "Uhh, yeah, Max let me borrow one of his." "Good, you'll want a few pairs." "Oh, and one other thing. I make all my boys shower here at school. Are you comfortable with that?" "Oh yeah, Coach. Nothing I haven't seen before!" Coach chuckled as they had reached the locker room, and the teammates were pulling off their sweaty uniforms and grabbing towels. There was already steam rising from the large group shower. "Wow, Liam! You were great out there! Are you gonna play with us?" Jiro said excitedly to his new friend. "Yeah, Coach, wants me to join the team! I'm so excited." "Sweet!" Said Mike, "Come on guys, I'll go save a shower head. Hurry up!" Mike's naked black body bounded for the showers. He didn't worry about covering up his body. In fact, not one of the boys on the team did. They didn't seem to mind being free around each other. After all, they were still all finding out about the facts of life. Jiro, Max, and Liam hurriedly pulled their uniforms off. Liam slipped out of the jock strap he was borrowing. "Here you go, Max. Thanks for letting me borrow your stuff." "Hey, no problem. Anytime!" The three middle school boys, headed towards the showers. The middle school boys locker room was arranged in a way that kept everything open. The lockers were all on one side of the room, with a trough style urinal and a few stalls on the opposite side. The shower room was predominantly open to the lockers, so that if you were changing at your locker, you could see almost everyone in the shower. Coach's office was on the wall opposite to the shower room, and he had a big window and door, so he could keep an eye on the activity in the locker room. There were 6 large column showers in the shower room, each with four heads. When the three boys walked in, Mike called them over. "Over here guys!" Mike was already lathering up under a spraying stream of water. Max, Jiro, and Liam took their place under the other showers and began adjusting the water. The room was already quite steamy, given the amount of showers that were running. Liam quietly observed his new friends' packages while he was rubbing soap onto his sweaty body. Jiro had the smallest cock of the four of them, it was probably only 2 inches or so, and he was still completely smooth, and given how small his ball sack was, he seemed to be in the earliest stages of puberty. There wasn't a lick of dark black hair on his body. Mike's cock was bigger, probably close to three inches. He was also sporting a chub. He was paying particular attention to washing his butt. His ball sack was medium in size, and there was just a hint of curly black hair poking out above his cock. Max, however, had clearly hit a growth spurt early. his cock was easily 3.5 inches. His balls hung below his dick, and there was definitely a good coverage of hair over his whole pubic region. The boys joked and fooled around, slapping each other's butts, and knocking over each others soaps. The whole locker room steamed up, and filled with laughter of boys in the prime of life. ******************************************************************* "Fuck man, you almost broke my record out there!" Derek called out to Sam as he was getting out of the pool. "Damn, you're great in the water. Now I don't feel bad about graduating this year. At least there'll be someone to keep these ass holes in check." Derek slapped the asses of both Mitch and Tyler, both encased in tight yellow speedos. "Well, fuck you too!" Said Tyler, playfully punching Derek's arm. The Twins, Derek, Sam, and Logan all stripped out of their speedos quickly and jumped into the showers. The boys set about washing their chlorine covered bodies, working themselves up into a good lather. The shower room for the high school boys locker room was situated similarly to the middle schools. But instead of the columnar showers, there were just multiple individual shower heads on the wall. There were twelve showers in total. The boys didn't try to hide around each other. But whereas the similar situation going on at the middle school locker room, where nakedness was due to innocence, the nakedness in the high school locker room was all hormones and ego. Each boy flexed their muscles subtly while they washed their bodies, each one knowing that at least one set of eyes was looking at every aspect of their bodies. They all lingered on their still growing manhoods. Washing each vein and pink mushroom head, each weighty sack and smooth scrotum with relish. Of course, each one of the boys tried to hide that they were showing off. Conversation in the shower ranged from their practice times, to how much time they were spending gaming and not doing their homework. Of course, there was mention of the tomorrow's start of the year party at Coach's house. "Yeah, I can't wait for tomorrow!" Said Alex, who was washing his back and perky butt. "I'm especially excited that we have four newbies to break in! Normally we've only got two. But with you two sophomores as well as the new freshmen, we've got double the fun!" "Don't scare them away! They won't even show up!" Mitch said, who was washing Tyler's back, reaching those difficult places. The teenage boys joked and fooled around. Grab-ass abounded. Soon the shower room was filled with steam and laughter from the boys. And it was at this time that Coach Jack looked at his clock on the wall. He heard the boys making a racket in the shower, but it was almost time for him to leave. He left his office and walked towards the steamy shower room. "Hey guys, get your hands off each other and finish up in here. I'm leaving in 10 minutes and you all better be dressed and ready to go. "You got it, Coach!" Yelled out Derek, who was rinsing his sculpted black body of any soapy residue. ********************************************************** "Hey there, Coach" Shane said, knocking on Coach Peterson's office door. "Shane! What a pleasure," Coach said, standing up from his desk and shaking Shane's hand, "What can I do for you?" "Oh, I'm here to pick up Liam. Jason was running a bit late so he sent me to get him and take him home." "Oh, great, well he's in the shower with the other boys right now. They should be done soon. Why don't you go let him know you're here? Hell, why don't you let all the boys know that they've gotta finish up soon, because I need to hit the road soon. I'm gonna grab a quick shower, first." "Can do, Coach." Shane said with a smile and wink. He left the office and followed the steam and giggles coming from the shower room. "Hey boys, hurry up in here. Coach is ready to leave!" "Shane!" Liam looked up and yelled when he heard the familiar voice. He bounded away from his shower head and ran over to give his friend a hug. "Oh, hey buddy!" "Oh, shit, Shane, I'm sorry!" Shane looked down at his scrubs which were now quite wet given the naked, dripping boy that was giving him a hug. "Oh, it's no problem, bud. Just finish up soon, and I'll meet you by your locker, Ok?" "Ok! I'm almost done!" Liam ran back into the shower room and told his friends all about Shane. Shane went back to Coach's office. Coach was just stepping into his own private shower in his office. He always left his office door open, just so the boys would know that they could come in whenever. And when he was taking a shower, it was no different. Coach kicked off his jock strap just as Shane was walking into the office. "They'll all be done soon, Coach." "Oh, Thanks, Shane. Have a seat! Tell me how're you doing. We've missed you at poker night recently." Coach Peterson walked into his glassed in shower and turned the water on. He let the water wash over his body. "Thanks, Coach! Yeah, I've missed hanging with the guys." Shane had taken a seat and made no qualms about watching Coach Peterson soap up. Shane felt a familiar sensation in his crotch and looked down to see an ever growing tent. "Well, I'm not sure what poker night is going to look like now that Jason and Jack have their foster kids. Might have to be at someone else's place." "Yeah, I was wondering that too. But the boys seem pretty cool. Who knows, maybe we could keep at Jack and Jason's." Coach Peterson chuckled. "You never know!" The two men continued chatting as the boys finished up their showers and ran back to their lockers. The boys began drying their wet bodies, still making no effort to hide their boyhoods from each other. "Hey Liam," Mike said, "do you think maybe you can come over to my place tomorrow night? Jiro and Max are spending the night." "Well, I don't know. I'd have to ask Jack and Jason. I think maybe they'd let me." "Well, here's my phone number once you do know." Mike handed Liam his phone number on a small sheet of paper. He was already dressed and grabbed his bag. "I've gotta run boys, see you tomorrow!" He bounded out of the locker room. The three other boys were a bit farther behind, in terms of dressing. Max had just slipped a pair of blue plaid boxers over his package and was pulling a shirt over his head when Shane came over to check on the boys. "Hey guys! You about ready, Liam?" Liam was zipping up the fly on his jeans. "Yeah, let me just put my shoes on." Jiro pulled his pants on over his red briefs that left nothing to the imagination, even if though it wasn't very big. "Hey, Shane?" Asked Liam, as he tied his shoes, "Do you think Jason would let me stay at Mike's house tomorrow night? Jiro and Max are going to be there too. I think it'd be really fun." "I'm sure they'd consider it. They already know Mike's parents. They're good friends." "Oh, great!" Liam finished tying his shoes and stood up. ''Ok! I'm ready." "All right bud. Grab your bag and lets get you home!" ************************************************************* "Ok, boys, you about ready?" Coach Jack came out from his office. The high school boys were almost all gone. Mitch and Tyler had already bounded off. "Yeah, Coach." Said Sam, pulling a t-shirt over his smooth body. "Yeah, just about." said Logan, who was slipping grey boxers over his bubble butt as Coach had walked out. "Ahh, fuck, I left my clean shirt at home." "Oh, here, just wear my hoodie." Sam tossed his hoodie over to Logan who slipped it on and zipped it up about halfway, leaving a good portion of his sculpted, creamy white body still visible. His fat pink nipples poked out occasionally. "I'll see you tomorrow Coach!" Said Derek on his way out the door. "See you, newbs!" "See you tomorrow, D!" Said Jack, giving a little wave. "Ok, I'm ready!" Said Logan, and he followed Coach and Sam out the door and to the car. ********************************************************** Hey guys, thanks for reading! So as you can see, the next chapter will be about both Liam and Logan's experiences with their new friends. email me at reedofc@hotmail.com with any suggestions, concerns, or ideas you might have!