Chapter 4

A couple of school handymen waited outside for Coach Carson the next day. She greeted the guys happily. They stayed in the girls' locker room while we went into the gymnastics room.

Coach pulled us out of practice five minutes early.

"Everybody into the locker room," she said.

"Everybody?" said Samantha.

"Everybody," Coach confirmed.

We assembled near my locker. Everyone noticed the extra long shower curtain hanging from a railing. Coach pulled the curtain closed. It separated my locker from the girls and also enclosed one of the shower heads.

"I don't like you having to wait for each other," she said. "This way you can shower and change at the same time. You can also talk through the curtain. I want to make sure we build us up as a team, so I don't want us separate."

"He can change in front of us," quipped Tiffany which brought laughter from several girls.

"I won't answer that," Coach smirked then headed to her office.

In some aspect I still changed alone in the locker room but it definitely was strange hearing all the girls' voices and the sounds of their movements. Right behind that curtain were seven girls in various stages of undress.

"It's big like I told you. Believe me," I heard Tiffany say with raised voice.

"They don't get that big," said Sarah.

"Matt wasn't very big," piped in Angela, "and Tony was smaller and Tommy was about the same as Matt."

"I thought Mark was big," said Elizabeth. "but now I know he isn't."

Mark? He was the biggest guy on the football field. The only Tommy I knew was a small guy in the senior class but he was not a football player.

"It's wonderful," added Elizabeth.

I left the curious conversation and headed to the shower.

In a minute I heard Erica say, "I can't shower there. He's right next to me."

"There's the curtain," said Samantha.

"He could peek around," she said.

The curtain didn't fit perfectly against the shower wall or against the lockers. There were little gaps, yet one had to pull it away to get through or even to look to the other side. There wasn't the remotest chance of seeing "anything".

The shower on the other side of me turned on. I guess the girls convinced Erica it was okay.

"Hi," a female said.

I was so startled I dropped the soap. Fortunately I was in a room with all girls so dropping the soap had no adverse consequences.

I looked over and it was Tiffany's head. She slipped through the curtain naked.

"I thought maybe I could help you wash up," she said.

She dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. I promptly grew hard.

"Oh, yeah, this boy is all dirty," she said as she slobbered all over my cock.

I groaned out but then was aware this was not a private moment so I worked to suppress further verbal expressions of my happiness for what Tiffany did.

She gave me oral for a couple of minutes then picked up my dropped soap on the tile. She soaped up her hands and then started on my cock.

"I better clean out that stuff in you. You don't want any of that white goo stuck inside. It's better to let it out."

She stroked my cock with her hands while occasionally adding more soap to keep it slick.

"There you are," Elizabeth said. "I should know better."

I looked over and saw her face peering around.

"He's very dirty," said Tiffany matter-of-factly.

"I see." She looked at me. "Hi, Jack." She stepped forward and moved her body so her tits shook before my eyes.

I gasped from Tiffany's hand motion.

"He liked that," Tiffany said to Elizabeth mistaking the reason for my gasp.

"Be right back," said Elizabeth.

Oh, great! There might as well be no curtain at all if two girls were going to be behind it with me. Certainly, Coach would wonder what happened to Tiffany and Elizabeth.

A groan escaped my lips that I tried to stifle. This felt good. I knew I wasn't going to make Tiffany stop or discourage Elizabeth from joining in. Sex completely lowered my ethics and removed any worries I had about getting in trouble.

"See!" said Elizabeth.

She stood before me naked while the heads of Sarah and Angela peeked around the curtain.

"Is that real?" said Angela.

"Major shit!" exclaimed Sarah.

The curtain pulled further away and Samantha popped her head around.

"Hey!" shouted Sarah.

I briefly saw Sarah in her bra and panties as she ducked away. She looked leggy compared to the other girls and she needed a bra compared to all the girls but Elizabeth. I guessed Sarah's tits to be a size B.

Samantha's eyes grew large. I smiled at her. I didn't know what else to do while another girl stroked me off in the shower. Believe it or not, but this never happened to me before.

"Oh!" I gasped.

"That's it," Tiffany said. "Let out all that cum."

Sarah's head reappeared and then her arm. She now had a shirt on.

I groaned and strained through tightly closed lips.

"Almost there?" Tiffany asked.

I nodded furiously.

She moved to the side and doubled her efforts.

I released a sound and then I released cum.

My cum splattered down to the floor and quickly headed toward the shower drain with the rush of water.

"Wow!" said Samantha. "That was cool."

"Coach is coming!" said Angela in a stage whisper.

The girls all scattered to the other side of the curtain.

"What's taking so long?" Coach said. "I thought the new arrangement would speed things up."

"We get to talking," said Sarah.

"You know how girls are," said Elizabeth.

"Yes but let's move it along. You girls are taking forever today."

"Sorry, Coach," said Angela.

On my side, I shut the water off.

"You okay over there, Jack?"

"Yes," I replied. It felt awkward to say that. Tiffany just got me off in the shower a moment ago.

Just about everybody had to use the restroom at least once during practice. Most girls used it half way through practice and I usually waited about fifteen minutes later to make sure they all were back.

"Bathroom, Coach," I informed. She just wanted us to let her know when he left the room.

"Me, too," said Sarah.

"Wait for Jack," Coach said.

"I really got to go," she insisted.

"You can't wait a couple of minutes?" Coach said.

"No," she said and bounced on her feet.

"I can wait," I said.

"He can go too," said Sarah. "We'll be in separate stalls. It's just like changing in the locker rooms."

"I don't mind waiting," I said.

"Don't be stupid," Sarah said and grabbed my arm.

Coach looked baffled but waved us on.

I stopped outside the bathroom and said, "Go ahead."

She pulled me onward. I could have resisted but I didn't. It was no big deal like Sarah said.

"You use the far stall," she said.

I guess she wanted some separation after all. It was a great relief to drain my bladder. I drank too much soda earlier. I exited the stall and went to wash my hands.

Sarah sat naked on the sink with open legs. Her tights were neatly folded in the corner of the counter.

She said, "If you tell anyone I fucked a freshman, I'll kill you."

"I won't tell anyone," I said as my cock rose to ready position.

"Then put that big thing I saw yesterday in me." She pointed at her pussy.

She had a neat strip of pubic hair above her pussy. It was an intriguing shade of red. I rapidly stripped. I aimed my cock and stepped forward. I pushed inside of Sarah

"Oh, fuck that feels great," she said as I entered. She pulled me forward so I fully penetrated. "Fuck, this is just what I need."