"Polo"
By Chris Newman
This is a true story from my freshman year in college. I was 18 and deeply in the closet at the time. I had just joined my dorm's water polo team, and was playing my first game against the ROTC team. --
Chris went with his team to play water polo for the first time. Chris was especially excited when he reached the pool, for he saw that the most sexy man he had met so far in the entire university was on his team. Chris couldn't wait for Pete to remove his shirt, so Chris could gaze upon his wonderful muscular body.
Soon enough the other team arrived, also filled with men who had wonderful muscles formed by the various workouts done for the ROTC. One of them was wearing a pair of thin white shorts which were too big for him, so he had tied a knot above his crotch. The result was the his buttocks showed through beautifully, and Chris got several glances of his soft brown pubic hair. As the rough, strenuous game progressed, Chris got many looks at Pete's beautiful body, and was awed Pete's Speedo swimsuit, pulling tight around the contours of Pete's body.
The most wonderful part was when the game was over. Chris was accepted as a member of the team by Pete, and the whole group of sexy people went into the showers. Chris watched the water coursing over all the beautiful bodies, especially the broad-chested Pete. The young man with the see-through shorts was the first to remove the encumbrance from his body in the shower, washing down the area around his genitals. Another man followed suit, and then Chris removed his shorts, washing down his body in front of all those wonderful men. Chris had to struggle to keep his penis small enough so that the others wouldn't suspect.
Then Pete took off his tight Speedo swimsuit, and his wonderful body was revealed to all with water coursing around the breadth of his muscles. His sensual penis was mounted between his legs in a bed of soft pubic hair. Pete's penis was still very small, but Chris imagined all kinds of sexual contact which would make it larger.
But then Pete left the shower, so Chris followed, drying his body. Chris wished he could have had the chance to towel off Pete's body himself, but Pete seemed to be in a hurry to get his clothes on and leave. So while Pete towelled off, Chris fixed a vision of Pete's crotch in his mind, and looked forward to the next evening when they would play another game.