Chapter 2.
I shoved through the side door into the dim hallway, the emergency lights casting long shadows on the concrete.
The place had empty benches, cleared helmets lined up neatly.
I headed straight for the showers yanking my shoulder pads over my head and dropping them with a clatter then peeling off my jersey and shorts in one motion.
My jock was soaked in front and back sweat and precum clinging to my skin and my c**k stood straight out hard and pink, the head slick.
I twisted the faucet to cold and stepped under the spray letting the shock of it hit my chest and run down my abs trying to force the erection down.
The outer door creaked open again, and I heard heavy footsteps, I knew who it was before he spoke.
“You move quickly for a guy who could barely stand,” Blake sai
