Ch. 10: The Secret Locker Room
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All I can say is, squick warning. Not even the good kind of squick, the kind of squick that's just uncomfortable.
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'I'm going to be sharing a shower & locker room with Sam,' Freddie thought as he looked at his body in the mirror in his bathroom. 'Was this really a good idea?'
He expected to use the other set of lockers in the room so they wouldn't be changing right next to each other, but still, the idea of being naked 10 feet away from Sam with just a few lockers between them gave him a weird feeling. The thing is, he wasn't sure if it was a bad feeling or a good feeling.
Freddie laid on his bed & started looking though his Sex Ed book. He was shamelessly looking at all the naked women & getting very aroused. He imagined most of them to be either Carly or Sam, depending on their hair color or body type. Sometimes he felt a little creepy, secretly wanting to have sex with his two best friends, but they were both just so damn beautiful, he couldn't blame himself.
He knew they weren't going to actually be showering together… right? I mean, they'd take turns. Sam would shower, then he would shower after she left, or vice versa. Even still, he felt that somehow, Sam was going to end up seeing him naked… not that he didn't want to see her too. He closed the book, having become very hard while imagining a picture of a couple doing doggystyle was actually him & Sam.
If she did ever see his dick, he wanted to look good. Freddie walked to his bathroom, closed the door, & pulled his pants down. All the men in that sex book had really short pubic hair, maybe half an inch at the most. He looked down at his throbbing cock & then looked in the mirror at it. He was big enough that wasn't what he was worried about.
'Any girl would be impressed with 7 inches, right?'
Well, not that he'd ever taken a ruler to it, but he had a feeling it was about 7 anyway. No, he was a little more concerned that his pubic hair was too long. Hair down there is natural of course, & his didn't look bad,… but it didn't look good either. Freddie took a pair of scissors &, before he could talk himself out of it, took 2 inches off his curry brown pubes. A few minutes later, he looked down at his hard cock &was quite satisfied with his work. He looked to be almost 8 inches now & he felt cleaner too. His thoughts returned to Sam as he grabbed his dick & slowly ran his hand up & down the shaft…
'Ugh, this hair!' Sam thought.
She had found her mom's hair trimmers & was buzzing her bush down to a quarter inch in length. Sam had done this a few times before, & each time she felt really good afterwards, knowing that even if no one else was going to see it, she had a cute little pussy. After buzzing it short, Sam, who was sitting on the floor of her bathroom, butt naked, took shaving cream & a razor, & shaped her pubic hair into a cute little trail right down the middle.
'Wait till Freddie gets a look at this,' she thought.
Sam was excited about sharing a locker room with Freddie. She didn't plan on showing him the goods at the moment, but plans do change & she wanted to be prepared. After wiping away the extra shaving cream & hair Sam laid on her back on the rug in her bathroom.
"Oh, Freddie," she whispered as she ran her hand between her legs. "Oh, Freddie touch me… oh, fuck!" she continued to whisper to herself as she fingered her pussy.
'Oh Freddie's got a big cock, I just know it,' Sam though plunging her finger deep inside herself as she moaned softly. 'Five inches… no, probably six… oh fuck… Freddie's six inch cock…'
Little did Sam know, but her estimate of Freddie's appendage was 2 inches too short.
Freddie prided himself on being a good defensive player in any sport he played. How was he supposed to know that Sam was so good at floor hockey? Somehow, they ended up on opposite teams &, seeing as Freddie & Sam were 3 years older than almost everyone else playing, they ended up guarding each other.
Getting tired of chasing Sam up & down the court, Freddie studied her more closely, looking for any sort of weakness in her stance or how she held her hockey stick. Always, being one step behind her, he was getting pretty good at looking at her backside… but when Sam got the ball again, he got an idea.
Coming from behind her, Freddie noticed that Sam's legs were spread wide. Seizing the opportunity to take control, he firmly grasped his stick and thrusted it forward between her legs. Even with her superior ball handling skills, she was unable to stay in control. Sam was completely surprised, yet still impressed by Freddie's aggressiveness.
Freddie stole the ball from Sam from behind her… between her legs even. Quite proud of himself, Freddie took the ball down the court. Sam was completely out of position to guard him properly & he scored.
"Nice one, Benson," Sam said, closing her stance a little. "I dare you to try that again," she challenged with a smirk. After a long game, Sam's team ended up winning by 2 points, due mostly to Sam. With five minutes left before the end of school, Sam & Freddie headed to their locker room.
"Wow, Sam, you are really good at hockey!" Freddie complemented. He walked over to the locker he had claimed & started getting his clothes out.
"You're not so bad yourself, Benson," Sam said, pulling her sweaty shirt off before she even got to her locker.
"So, do you wanna shower first & then I'll go when you're done?" Freddie asked, trying to be polite.
"Doesn't matter to me," Sam said, already naked. Thinking this meant he was allowed to go first, Freddie took off his shirt, shorts, & boxers & put a towel around his waist. Freddie was about to head to the shower when he saw Sam from behind going into the shower with only a towel around her waist. She wasn't even covering her breasts! Not that he had seen them; he only saw her back…
"Ok, I'll go second I guess," he said, more to himself that to Sam. Looking beside the bench by his locker, Freddie saw the old wrestling mat that Sam used as a bed from time to time. Freddie decided to lie down.
Freddie lost track of time lying there, wearing only his towel. The mat was surprisingly comfortable.
After 3 minutes or so, Sam was finished in the shower. She covered herself with the towel & went back to her locker.
"Ok, Benson, you can take your turn," she said.
She waited a few moments for him to go to the shower before removing her towel, since he would have to walk past her to get there. However, after 10 seconds or so, there was still no Freddie. Sam shrugged & repositioned her towel so instead of covering her breasts & crotch, it covered only her body from the waist down. She then put on a clean, black bra.
"Freddie, you still here?" she asked, clasping the bra behind her Sam was so bored with her Earth Science class that she decided to skip. She'd taken the time to forge a note from her mother saying that she would need to leave class to go to the dentist during 6th period. In all actuality, Sam had gone down to her locker room for a nap.
'I better set a timer on my pear phone so I won't sleep through dance she thought,' pulling her phone out when she was there earlier in the day.
Sam decided to go ahead and change into her workout clothes & nap in them instead of her jeans. When she opened her gym locker, she noticed her pile of dirty workout clothes.
'Geez, I really need to do laundry,' she thought.
Sam grabbed her clothes & walked them over to the utility closet by the toilet stalls. In this large closet was a huge supply of old paper towels, toilet paper, hand soap, shower soap, and laundry detergent, as well as an old washer & dryer that the wrestling team had used for their uniforms. Simply keeping multiple sets of workout clothes here & washing them all at once was a lot easier than trying to wash them all at home.
After getting the washing set up, she flopped down on the wrestling mat by Freddie's locker. Last year, she had brought blankets from home and a pillow too. Sam snuggled up under the covers & fell asleep almost instantly. It was a good thing she'd set the alarm on her phone or she would have slept right through Dance, one of her favorite classes.
His head was closer to her so Sam walked over to him & stuck her foot in his face. Freddie awoke with a start.
"What? Where? … Oh," he said still lying down.
"Did I wear you out, Fedderly?" Sam asked with a chuckle. Not being the most modest of women, Sam didn't notice the position in which she had placed Freddie. From his angle, he could see half way up her towel. Had she still been wearing it across her boobs instead of at her waist, Sam would be giving Freddie an upside down view of her cute little pussy.
Freddie realized he was staring at her legs… again, so he got up.
"That mat is really comfortable," Freddie said, trying to defend himself.
"Yeah, sure," Sam said, jokingly. "I just wore you out. Go take your shower boy!" Freddie walked over to the shower.
'Geez, I've got a huge boner!' Freddie thought as he removed his towel. It didn't help that he & Sam were basically naked & he'd just looked up Sam's towel.
Sam smirked as she dropped her towel & pulled on matching black panties. Freddie had gotten a boner as soon as she woke him up. Just knowing that he was hot for her made her feel really sexy. Sam was thinking clearly at the moment, but she knew that if they kept this up, she would eventually start actually making awkward sexual advances on Freddie. Sam daydreamed about walking in on Freddie in the shower as she got dressed. Freddie showered so fast that Sam still didn't have her shirt on by the time he was out.
"So, do you just really not like wearing a shirt, Sam?" Freddie asked, jokingly, as he passed her sitting on her bench staring off into space.
Sam snapped back to the present.
"Well, actually, not really," she admitted, pulling it over her head.
"I'm glad gym is the last period of the day," Freddie said, drying off & getting dressed quickly. "School was actually over 2 minutes ago. Five minutes isn't enough time for us both to shower.
"Yeah, I know," Sam said as Freddie walked over to her area fully dressed. "Ready to go home?" she asked.
"Yeah, let's go," he said as they left the locker room & went to their regular lockers together. "So, what did you think about 7th period?" Freddie asked, referring to the awkward relationship advice they'd received in Sex Ed that day.
"Um… kinda weird if you ask me," Sam responded.
Mrs. Ackerman had basically spent the whole period letting kids know that casual sex is ok. She had said that having one night stands, or having a sex buddy, were both perfectly normal types of sexual relationships. Either way, it's best to agree with one's partner before sex if a relationship is expected afterwards or if both participants would like to stick to the status quo.
"I know, it was really weird," Freddie said. "I don't want to hear that my teacher went to a bar and agreed on a one time hook up before doing it with some guy."
"Exactly," Sam said, still really creeped out. "And I really don't wanna hear about how she had a friend in college that she had sex with every Tuesday either," Sam added.
Sam zipped her bag & closed her locker as Carly approached them.
"Hey, guys, what are you talking about?" Carly asked. Neither of them wanted to say that they were just talking about sex buddies…
"Oh, nothin'," Sam said. "You ready to plan the next iCarly?" she said, changing the subject.
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PEACE
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