Date: Wed, 17 Oct 2018 08:39:00 -0700 From: William RS Subject: JUNIOR HIGH GYM CLASS SHOWERS JUNIOR HIGH GYM CLASS SHOWERS Please contribute to NIFTY! Yes, John and I had to shower after gym class. I always enjoyed the scenery in the showers after class. I had seen only two other boys naked with erections before; John, earlier that summer, and my little brother when we bathed together as younger boys. However, in gym class the variety was very interesting to me. All the boys checked each other out, and I can remember many a furtive stare. On that first September day of the new school year, I remember a boy named David saying that he `had nothing to be ashamed of' as he became the first boy to reveal his nakedness to the rest of us as we began to strip down so we could don our required jock straps for phys-ed class that day. And yes, he did have nothing to be ashamed of; a nice flaccid elongated circumcised penis where his much darker purple tip hung below a tight scrotal sack, with nuts larger than mine, I figured. He had plenty of dark brown pubic hair both above that cock and on his ball sack. I think several were as interested in watching David as I was. At least my eyes were on what he displayed with `no shame.' I enjoyed being looked at myself as I found it mildly erotic to be a budding exhibitionist. I would often stand with my back to the wall and my head back so anyone who wanted to look could do so without fear of making eye contact while doing so. I also would soap up my genitals and wash them really well, and in the process get just a little hard so my penis jutted out a little more. I saw that got a lot of attention. While John and I were best friends, my eyes were always on the lookout for other boys that I thought were cute, also. There was one such boy. His name was Kevin. He was exquisitely cute, and just seemed to exude sexuality. But he was one of those who apparently had no idea he was cute, or even attractive. He was kind of shy. I always wished he lived closer to me so I could strike up a friendship that would involve sleepovers with John and me. It wasn't until gym class that I finally got to see him without clothes, and I made sure I got a locker near him so I could see him undress, and I'd follow him into the shower. Much to my surprise and delight, he wasn't circumcised; one of only about 3 boys in junior high school I would see who weren't. Looking at his little penis bouncing around was a wonderful sight to behold. I got plenty of eyefuls of Kevin naked, but not as much as I would have liked. You often hear horror stories about boners in the shower. I remember that happened once. One boy named Matt got a boner. I think he had been checking out the other boys and got carried away. There was plenty of good natured kidding, and in the process a few of us got boners, also. "Matt has a boner! Matt has a boner!" His face turned beet red as he tried to cover the betrayal of his erotic thoughts by his own penis with his hands. Matt also didn't have anything to be ashamed of. He was a `nerdy' smaller statured kid who wore glasses and just happened to have a `beer can' thick, erect penis and a nice red toned scrotum that held the largest balls of the class, I figured. Over the years of gym class showers, a few others got boners, also. There was often a lot of horseplay with sexual overtones, like grab-assing, wagging boners, fake humping, and hand motions like jacking off. It all became very sexually charged, and before long, every one there had a half hardening erection. But that's as far as it went. Everyone drifted back to the locker room to get dressed and off to the next class, and no one ever mentioned it. There was one incident that I remember well. We had an older 9th grade boy as a teaching assistant who helped with our class. He usually never showered at the end of the gym class, but one day he came in to take one with us. What treat! He stood there in all his glory, paying no attention to us. He had what looked to me like an enormous penis. It probably hung seven inches in its flaccid state. And his balls hung down freely. He had a nice bush, which I think he must have trimmed, because it looked so perfect. Like Kevin, he wasn't circumcised, and his penis was this long, smooth tube with very visible veins, ending in a neat pucker at the end of it. Everyone in the shower had their eyes glued to him. And when he washed down there, he pulled his foreskin back to wash under it, and out came this glistening, shiny reddish-purple head that looked so sensitive I'd be afraid to even touch it. Which is of course what I would have loved to have done. When he let go the foreskin slid back slowly, and I could only imagine how good that would feel if I could do it. That was the only time we saw him in the shower, but I'm sure it stuck in the mind of every boy there. Comments? Contact me, wrsjrm@gmail.com Wouldn't mind hearing from others about honest gym shower reminisces in junior high/middle school. You know, the time we were still kind of `just boys' with a little more `curiosity' than when we got older.