“You can take care of that later, John,” I said to him. He was about to take the bench back into the office, but I had a more important job for him.

“Sure thing,” John replied. “Did you want me to go over the shower procedures like I did last year?”

“Yes, if you don’t mind, I think it worked out better for the boys when you did it,” I answered.

“I agree,” he replied. “Do we still have time for the full demo, or should I cut it short?”

“The full demonstration would be much better, and it looks like we still have time,” I said after looking at my watch. “If you just do what you did last year that would be terrific.”

“OK, then I’ll go ahead and get ready for that.”

John immediately turned and followed the last boy into the locker room. Once John left, Sarah approached and we both started to walk toward the locker room.

“Is John handling the shower procedures again this year,” she sheepishly asked me. She was in attendance last year when John handled this part of the orientation for the senior boys. By the look on her face, she was obviously hoping that he would be doing it again this year.

“Yes, we just talked about it and he is,” I replied.

“Oh, well that’s good,” she said, “I thought the boys got a lot out of it last year when he did it.”

“Yes, they did, and I think we did too,” I said as I turned to her and grinned. She immediately broke into laughter.

Sarah and I entered the locker room and turned down the middle aisle. As we walked down the aisle, we immediately saw that each boy was silently standing in front of his locker with their hands behind their back and their feet parted. As ordered, they all still had their jockstraps on, except for Jim and Tim who were still nude due to their punishment. I couldn’t help but be amazed at the dramatic difference in behavior compared to the beginning of class. Clearly these boys had already learned a lesson or two in obedience today.

As we got closer to the boys, we saw that John had taken a locker right next to the boys and was in the process of undressing. He had already removed his shoes and socks and was about to pull off his Navy Blue polo shirt. You could see that the boys were trying to watch him as he undressed, but they were afraid to turn and look directly at him for fear of breaking some rule. And they appeared to be completely dumbfounded as to why he was undressing.

The idea for John to demonstrate the shower procedures came about innocently enough. When John was hired last year, it was the first time that I had an assistant for any of my classes. When it came time for this all-seniors class, I had to explain all of my special procedures to him, since everything was obviously new to him. After explaining how I had always handled the shower procedures in the past, I jokingly mentioned that since I now had a male assistant, I could have him do a demonstration for the boys. Either he didn’t realize that I was only joking, or he was really trying hard to impress me that first year. He was fresh out of the military, so he was certainly accustomed to group showers and a general lack of privacy. So perhaps it just wasn’t that big of a deal for him. Or the real answer may be that deep down he was turned on by the idea. Having gotten to know John much better over the last year, I think that is a distinct possibility.

But regardless of the reason, John offered to do a full shower demo for the boys. And a full demo it was. Last year Sarah and I watched as John stripped off completely and got into the shower to show the boys the most efficient way to thoroughly wash themselves. I’m assuming that John is prepared for a repeat performance today.

Sarah and I stopped a few feet away from John and the boys and continued to watch as he undressed. His shirt was now off, revealing his tight, muscular chest and arms, decorated with just the right amount of hair to be appealing. It was now time for me to address the boys while John finished undressing.

“Boys, as we said at the beginning, you will all take a cleansing soap shower at the end of each and every class. And as you might have already guessed, it is now time for your first shower.”

There were immediately a few groans of complaint and disgust from the boys. I suppose some of them might have still thought that they wouldn’t actually have to shower today. But we’ve had them do everything else, in spite of the fact that they didn’t even have their P.E. uniform. Why they might think that we would skip the shower is a mystery to me.

I paused to see if John was ready to take over the shower discussion. He was facing his locker and was just now loosening the waist band on his shorts. As everyone in the room watched, John pulled the light tan coach’s shorts down from his hips, slid them down to the floor and stepped out of them. Once again there were a few audible gasps from the boys, this time as they saw that John was now standing at his locker wearing just a jockstrap, just as they were.

I turned to look at Sarah and saw that she was enjoying the sight of John’s bare ass and smiling ear to ear. And John did have a very nice ass indeed. He had what could be described as a bubble butt – but it was very muscular and tight. And the back of his thighs were toned and had well-defined muscles. The rear straps of his jock were stretched tight, as if they were a picture frame around a priceless work of art. After hanging his shorts in the locker, he turned around to face us, and the boys. Our first glimpse of the front of his jock was just as spectacular. The mesh of his jock was pulled tightly against what was obviously an ample package. While his pouch wasn’t translucent and wet with sweat as the boys’ were, you could still clearly see the outline of his cock and balls. His balls appeared to be large enough to stretch the bottom of his pouch, while his cock pointed downward and rested comfortable on top of them in a graceful, but prominent arch. His jock was tight enough to confirm that John was circumcised.

“And as you have all noticed,” I continued, “Mr. Moore is now ready to go over the shower procedures with you. Mr. Moore, whenever you’re ready.”

“Thank you Miss Evans,” John said. “First of all, boys, let me review the shower procedures with you. After that we’ll all go and take our first shower together.”

As John began to speak to them, he walked back and forth down the aisle between the two rows of boys. Watching this grown man, clad only in his jockstrap, as he casually walked among these boys was certainly an interesting sight to see. Seeing just these senior boys in their jockstraps, you would get the impression that they were physically mature, but young men. But when you saw them standing next to John, there really wasn’t any comparison. The fact that John was more physically mature than these boys was obvious.

“Now, as soon as class ends,” John continued, “you will all come back into the locker room and immediately get undressed. You don’t have to stand at your locker and wait for everyone as you are right now – that’s only for today. And when I say that you get undressed, that means everything off. You’ll normally be wearing your complete P.E. uniform, so shoes, sock, shorts and strap all need to come off before you shower. Most of the time you’ll already be shirtless because you finished the class by running laps, just as you did today. Everyone understand so far?”

“Yes, Mr. Moore,” the boys half-heartedly replied.

“Good, then let’s all get ready – get those straps off, boys!”

The boys, and John, all hooked their fingers into the waistband of their jockstraps and pulled them down to the floor. Some of them were so wet with sweat that it looked like they were being peeled off of their young bodies. A few of the boys took the time to put them in their locker with their other clothes, while others just discarded their jockstrap on the concrete bench behind them.

“Remember that those straps are yours and you’ll need to wear them again tomorrow,” John said. “So since none of you have a combination lock, make sure you take them home tonight.”

Sarah and I were once again treated to the sight of these nude males – this time 18 of them instead of 17. Many of the boys seemed apprehensive about being nude again and immediately covered themselves with their hands. Normally if they did that I would force them to uncover themselves. But I didn’t bother with that now, since they were all about to walk to the shower room anyway.

Taking a quick look at Jim, I saw that he was still hard, although his erection might have gone down a little from his previous state. I also noticed that another boy, Dave Ingles, looked like he could find himself in the same situation at any minute. And John, he seemed very casual about the whole thing and was obviously very comfortable in his own skin. He didn’t seem to mind being nude in front of these boys, or the two adult females in the room. And he looked just as good as I remembered from last year. His cock was long and thick and was resting on a pair of large balls. They weren’t hanging especially low, but the skin of his scrotum was loose and his testicles were visibly larger than most of the boys. His entire groin area was covered in a dark brown fur that ended in a tapered trail leading up to his navel.

“And boys, whatever you do, don’t ever try to take a shower in your strap, or worse yet in your briefs,” John said as he began to walk back and forth again amongst the boys. “For some reason, we see that a lot, especially in our regular classes with younger boys. There’s always a few boys that are just too bashful to take a shower in the nude, so they decide to leave their strap on. That’s just stupid. You can’t get fully clean that way, and there’s no good reason for it. You certainly wouldn’t take a shower like that at home. If we catch you doing that, you won’t receive shower credit that day. And we’ll make you strip and re-shower anyway. Does everyone understand?”

The boys all nodded in agreement.

“Now, once you’ve stripped down completely, you’ll walk to the shower room, as we all will in just a minute. Remember to lock your locker before you do. And most importantly, no running! Once the showers are turned on, things start to get wet and slippery in here, and we don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

At that moment, John had just turned around and was walking back toward us. He looked up at us and smiled when he saw that Sarah and I were both watching him. I gave him a big smile in return and then immediately turned my attention back to what he had dangling between his legs. I admit that I occasionally get aroused seeing all of these senior boys, but watching a grown man like John as he casually walks through the locker room in the nude – that really gets my juices flowing.

“When you get to the shower room,” John continued, “you’ll see that there’s an outer area where you’ll dry off separated from a larger area with the actual showers. By the time you get there, Miss Evans or I will have already turned the showers on, so you don’t have to worry about that. You’ll get under an available shower head, rinse off and then soap up – we always make sure the dispensers on the wall are full. Once you’re clean, you’ll rinse off again and then move back into the drying area. There you’ll be given one fresh towel which you’ll use to dry off. That’s also when we check off your shower status on the class roster. Any questions so far?”

John stopped and looked at the boys to see if there were any questions. There weren’t.

“Once you’ve dried off, you’ll throw the wet towel into a hamper there in the towel room, and then walk back to your locker and get dressed in your street clothes. The wet towels stay in the towel room – we don’t want soiled towels all over the locker room. That means you’ll walk back to your locker the same way you started – nude! Don’t bother trying to wrap a towel around you for the walk back to your locker. If we see you doing that -- well, you can probably figure out the penalty for that. Any questions?”

John once again looked around and paused for any questions. Knowing that John was almost done, Sarah and I turned and walked in the direction of the shower room.

“Alright then, everyone follow me into the shower,” John said.

Just as Sarah and I entered the shower room, we heard John and the boys following closely behind us. As we entered, we moved to the left side of the drying area so we could stay out of the way but still observe the proceedings.

“Watch your step, boys,” John said as he entered behind us. “Like I said, once the water starts flowing, things can get slippery in here. I want all of you to stand over here so you’ll be able to see.”

John directed them to the right side of the drying area across from us. As the boys were still filing into the drying area, John turned a valve on the wall which started the water flowing to the first bank of four shower heads on the left side of the shower room. The shower area itself was just a large tiled room with 12 shower heads on both the left and right sides for a total of 24 shower heads. The shower heads were separately controlled in banks of four, which allowed us to use only as many heads as necessary. After a large freshmen class, we’d typically turn all of them on. But for a class this small, that would be total overkill and a waste of water.

Sarah and I continued to watch as all of the boys entered the drying area. Jim was still hard and his embarrassing problem showed no sign of going down anytime soon. The other boy that I saw, Dave Ingles, was also now hard, with his rigid cock pointing at a ninety degree angle away from his body. But I wasn’t surprised. There’s one place in the entire gym where boys get erect more often than any other, and that’s the shower! Year after year I’ve seen boys get hard in the shower, regardless of whether they are puny freshmen or mature seniors. And it always makes me wonder -- why do they get hard? Of course, I knew that their bodies were all raging with hormones. But why in the shower?

I could lead a group of boys through this entire orientation, strip them completely, inspect them, have Sarah give them a quick once-over, run them through some exercises, completely embarrass them – and still they wouldn’t get hard. But just mention that they’re about to take a shower and bam! Instant hard-on. My god, they’re not even in the shower yet – just the thought of getting all soaped-up in the shower with the other boys is enough to get them aroused. Did their mommies and daddies raise them to believe that showering with other males was taboo or inappropriate? Maybe they’re getting excited because we’re forcing them to break those rules. I don’t know that I will ever really understand it.

“Alright, boys,” John continued. “You won’t have a lot of time to shower each day after class, so I’m going to show you how to do this efficiently.”

As he was talking, John stepped into the shower and got under the shower head on the end.

“The first thing to do is to thoroughly rinse the sweat off yourself. That means get your entire body under the shower head and let the water do the work for you. And since we don’t provide any shampoo, you need to make sure you also rinse the sweat from your hair.”

John turned his back toward us and stuck his head directly under the forceful stream of water. He vigorously rubbed his hands through his hair to rinse out any sweat. Turning back to face us, he lifted his left arm under the flow of water, followed by his right. He turned away from us again to show us how he moved his hands up and down against his butt cheeks, at one point pulling them apart to allow the water to flow down his crack. Finally, he turned to face us one more time and began to rinse his genitals. He spread his feet apart slightly and used both of his hands to lift his cock and balls, rinsing them and his upper thighs under the stream of water.

All of the hair on John’s body was now wet and flattened against his bare skin. John was very fit and definitely in shape, but this seemed to exaggerate his physic, providing much more definition to his muscles. The hair on his chest that was so apparent before had now virtually disappeared. All except for the trail of dark hair leading down from his navel to his groin. That, along with his pubic hair, seemed to be even more pronounced now that it was wet. The thick bush of hair surrounding and covering his cock and balls was now pressed against his skin and dripping with water. This meant that you could now see his genitals in much more detail. It was as if they were now just outlined and framed by the dark ring of his wet pubic hair instead of being covered by it.

I took my eyes off of John for a moment and looked over at the boys. It seemed that John had their undivided attention, since all of them were intently focused on him. None of them were laughing or talking with each other – or even smiling. They all had a solemn look of dread on their faces knowing that they would soon have to get under the showers. Jim and Dave were still hard. Jim looked like he was trying his best to ignore it, but I saw Dave occasionally brush his hand against his cock, trying to give it a little tug without anyone noticing. He wasn’t trying to jack-off, but he was obviously aroused and felt the need for some skin-on-skin contact. And now as I scanned the other boys I saw that Tim, the other boy who was paddled, had a cock that was getting much thicker and longer.

“It looks like we have a horny group of boys in this class,” I whispered to Sarah. “Just watching John is enough to get a few of them excited.”

Sarah turned toward the boys to see what I was talking about. She then looked back at me and grinned like a Cheshire cat.

“Once you’re rinsed off,” John continued, “it’s time to use some soap, which is mounted here on the wall next to each shower. The fastest way to do this is to start at the top and work your way down.”

John stepped away from the shower head before dispensing a generous supply of soap into his hand. He immediately use it to wash his face, neck and shoulders before stepping back under the water to rinse it off.

“If you start from the top down like I’m doing, you can wash part of your body and then immediately rinse it off.”

Getting more soap, he now lathered up his chest and abdomen, repeatedly running his hands up and down his entire torso. He then retrieved more soap and used it to thoroughly wash under his arms, taking turns raising each arm high above his head in the process.

“Make sure you wash under your arms since that’s always a sweaty and smelly spot,” he said as he started rinsing the upper half of his body under the water.

John now turned his back toward us and began to wash his ass with another generous handful of soap. His slippery hands moved up and down the entire surface of his buttocks before sliding down his crack and all the way between his parted legs. Filling his hand with soap again, he turned around to face us again and began to wash his groin. Using both of his hands, he thoroughly spread the lather over his sex organs, pubic hair and upper thighs.

“Make sure you do a good job washing your dick and balls,” John said as he looked up at the boys. “If you don’t keep this area clean and dry you’re more likely to develop something nasty like jock itch. So don’t be bashful -- you really need to make sure you’re clean down here.”

As John continued talking, he lifted his balls using both of his hands and rubbed his soapy fingers across the loose skin of his scrotum. Next he lifted his shaft with his left hand and used the fingers of his right hand to spread soap over the entire length of his member.

“Make sure you wash all the way from the base to the very tip,” he said as he wrapped the fingers of his right hand firmly around his shaft. He then stroked himself several times, slowly moving his fist from the base of his shaft to the head. I turned to look at the boys again and saw that they still had a look of embarrassment and dread on their faces. If anything, their faces indicated that they were even more apprehensive now than just a few minutes ago. They seemed embarrassed to be standing there watching John as he showered in front of them. It was likely that most of them felt very uncomfortable watching him, having been taught that showering was a private activity. And they most certainly were uncomfortable watching another male as he showered, especially those boys that might start to feel aroused while doing so. One such boy was Tim who was trying to hide the fact that his cock had now grown to a full erection. Jim and Dave were both still hard, with Dave’s left hand unsuccessfully trying to hide the fact that he was lightly stroking himself with his right hand.

“Now, one of you boys is uncut, isn’t that right?” John asked as he continued to wash his genitals.

None of the boys spoke up, including Michael the only uncircumcised boy in the class.

“It’s Michael Brenner,” I said after checking my class roster. I made sure to write a big “U” next to his name earlier.

“Michael, you need to make sure you skin it back when you’re washing yourself,” John said, “Since you have that extra piece of skin covering your dick, you can’t get completely clean unless you pull back your foreskin. Understand?”

“Yes, Mr. Moore,” Michael replied in an embarrassed voice.

“Finally, you need to wash your legs,” John said as he bent over and applied more soap to the full length of both legs.

Satisfied that he had washed his entire body, he one again got under the stream of warm water and rinsed off the remaining soap from his waist on down.

“And that’s all there is to it,” John said to the boys as he stepped out of the shower and into the drying area. I handed him a fresh white towel which he immediately opened and used to dry off his face and head. He then threw the towel over his shoulder, choosing to finish drying off after he got the boys started on their showers.

“Now, one more thing about drying off,” he said to them. “Make sure you dry off top to bottom in that order. Dry your feet last to prevent spreading athlete’s foot or anything else to other parts of your body.”

“Any questions, boys?” John asked as he confidently stood nude and dripping wet in front of them.

No one spoke up, so John walked over to the wall and opened a second valve which turned on another bank of four shower heads. These four were on the right side of the shower room opposite the ones that John just used.

“Now, boys, as you can see we have more than enough shower heads to handle the 17 of you,” John continued. “But we’ve found that with a class this small, we really shouldn’t need more than these first few. That saves a lot of water and helps to keep the costs down here at St. Bart’s. You boys shouldn’t have any problem doubling up under these eight shower heads. And if I did the math right, three of you will have to share one of the heads.”

There was some audible grumbling from the boys. They didn’t like the idea of taking a shower in the first place. But now that they found out they would actually have to share one with another boy (or two), they really weren’t happy.

“Go ahead boys, get in there, partner up and get clean,” John ordered.

Reluctantly, the boys ever so slowly walked into the shower room. As expected, the first eight boys into the shower each took a position under a different shower head. None of them doubled up. Now it got more interesting, as the rest of the boys were forced to double up at the same shower with another boy. Some seemed to just randomly walk up to a shower and begin to share it without any problem at all. Others timidly stood at the entrance to the shower room for a few seconds to survey their available options before choosing a partner.

The last boy to enter was Tim, still sporting his hard-on. Since all of the shower heads already had two boys under them, Tim could really choose to go anywhere he wanted. He choose the last shower head on the right side, which happened to already have Dave, one of the other erect boys, and Jake. I suppose if three of you had to share one shower head, it made sense to do it at one of the end locations since there was more elbow room.

I saw that Jim was still hard and was sharing a shower with Andrew. Both Jim and Tim still had visible red marks where they were paddled. Andrew was the red-headed boy who originally refused to get undressed. And he happened to have the thickest and longest flaccid dick in the entire class, along with a big pair of low-hanging balls! It was interesting to compare Jim to Andrew since they both appeared to have a cock that was about the same length and girth. The only difference was that Jim was fully hard and Andrew was still flaccid. I wondered if Andrew was a grower or a shower and if he got much bigger when he was excited.

Now that the boys had begun their shower, John resumed the job of drying himself using the towel that was hanging over his shoulder. While he was busy with that, it was my turn to supervise the boys. I noticed that most of them still seemed very timid about sharing a shower head. Instead of getting close enough to get wet at the same time, they tended to keep their distance from each other and instead tried to take turns under the shower.

“Boys, you’ll never finish in time if you stand around and wait for an invitation to get under the water,” I said to them. “You should all be able to get under the shower at the same time – you just have to get closer. Sure, it’s close quarters in there but that shouldn’t be a big deal – you’re all males and all have the same plumbing. Don’t worry about getting up close and personal, or that you might touch each other. You’re not invading their space – my god, you’re just in a shower. If you really wanted to, you could even help your partner out by washing their back.”

These boys were no different that every other new class that I see. When you finally get them into the shower, they don’t want to get within 10 feet of each other. But what they don’t realize is that’s the real reason we only turned on eight shower heads. It’s not about wasting water. We want to force them to overcome their preconceived notions of what’s right and wrong – to get over their hang-ups about nudity and the fear of being close to another male – especially one that is nude. Real men don’t worry about such things, and any of these boys that are heading into the military will need to deal with those feelings. It’s my job to prepare them for that eventuality, and their preparation starts today.

John now finished drying off and joined Sarah and I again as we observed the boys. His towel was once again over his shoulder. I’m sure he was planning on showing the boys where to deposit their soiled towel when they finished.

“That was quite a demonstration, John,” Sarah said to him with a smile.

“Oh, thanks,” John replied.

“I just hope the boys got something out of it.”

“They seem to be following your instructions, so I’m sure they did,” she said. “You didn’t seem to be bashful or nervous at all when you did it. Personally, I would have been nervous if I had to do something like that for the girl’s class.”

“Sarah, you should know me well enough by now that bashful isn’t a word that most people use to describe me.”

“You’re right about that,” she said with a giggle.

I watched as she looked down at John’s nude body as she spoke. As Sarah and John talked, I continued to monitor the boys. Most of them were making good progress and were now applying soap to the lower half of their young bodies. Some of them could be seen washing their buttocks, running their soapy hands up and down their cheeks and down their ass crack as John demonstrated. Others were already working on their front side applying soap to their boy parts. But some of them were making a superficial effort at best – quickly washing their private parts with a small dab of soap before moving on to wash their legs. Those boys seemed to be afraid to linger as they washed their privates, perhaps afraid of what might happen with too much stimulation. But others were taking their time – because they wanted to really get clean, or that washing their dick and balls was pleasurable for them.

One such group of boys was the threesome of Dave, Tim and Jake. Dave and Tim were already hard before they even began, so I knew that they would have an interesting time washing their genitals. If they weren’t careful, they could easily get over stimulated and shoot their loads right there. As I watched them, it appeared that they were both making very slow and deliberate movements as they washed themselves. They were both facing the wall, trying to hide what they were doing from the rest of the boys. But from my vantage point I could clearly see them. Each of them had a hand tightly wrapped around their erect cock and were making movements that were unmistakably sexual. Jake was standing just to their right and was facing them – more or less with his back to us. He seemed to be looking down and watching what they were doing. From my location I saw glimpses of his soapy hand moving back and forth along the full length of his cock, which now also appeared to be hard.

It seemed that these three boys were intent on jacking off during their first group shower! Personally, I didn’t have a problem with that. They needed to have some kind of release before their erections would go down, and it was actually a pretty good natural solution to their problem. And it certainly wouldn’t be the first time this happened. I’d bet that on any given day there are one or two boys in each class that succeed in completing the same deed in this very shower. They just have to be inconspicuous about it and not attract too much attention. And they also need to use a lot of soapy lather to mask their sticky cum. If these three are careful, none of the other boys will ever know what they are now doing.

“Have you noticed what our threesome is up to?” I whispered to John and Sarah. They both took a look and smiled back at me.

“It didn’t take them very long to get comfortable in the shower,” John whispered to us. “Should we call them out about it?”

“I don’t see the need,” I answered. “Let them be boys and just do what comes naturally.”

As we watched them, the three boys continued to work their hands up and down the entire length of their young shafts. Soon we heard loud talking and laughter from the three of them, signaling that one or more of them had probably just ejaculated. It looked like Tim and Jake were still stroking their cocks so it must have been Dave that finished himself off. In short order we heard more loud sounds and laughter from the threesome as Tim and Jake stopped stroking themselves. The three of them had all apparently finished their little deed.

I noticed that Michael, our uncircumcised boy was now washing his genitals. He appeared to be soaping up his dick and balls but I didn’t see him actually retract his foreskin.

“Michael,” I yelled to him, “did you peel back your foreskin yet?”

“No, Miss Evans,” said a timid voice from the shower.

“Well, do it now while you’re washing that area. You’re not really clean unless you do.”

I watched as Michael gently pulled back his foreskin with his left hand, and then soaped up his exposed shaft with his right. I noticed that several of the other boys around him turned to watch as he exposed his bare shaft. For most of them, this may have been the very first time they had seen an uncircumcised male.

I now turned my attention to the shower with Jim and Andrew. Jim was still hard, and had been since before he was paddled. I thought to myself that if that boy has that much endurance during the sex act, he’ll make some girl very happy. Or maybe even some boy. Based on the way he’s been aroused for so long around these other boys, I’m still not convinced which team he plays on. And he probably doesn’t know either. Maybe both.

As I watched, he ran his soapy hands down and around his entire groin, moving them over his balls and upper thighs and then back and forth over the length of his firm cock. I thought about telling him to go for it, to stroke himself to completion right there. After all, he had been through a lot today and he was probably aching to get off. But I didn’t say anything since that wouldn’t be appropriate. If these boys decided on their own to jack off, well, that was one thing. But I certainly wasn’t going to encourage it.

Andrew on the other hand was a big disappointment. The boy with by far the largest member in the entire class was still completely flaccid. He was busy using a generous handful of soap to wash his genitals. At one point he lifted up his massive dick just to get it out of the way of washing his loose low-hanging balls. Then while it was in his hand, he applied soap to it and stroked it several times all the way from base to tip. And the result of all of that attention? Nothing, nothing at all. The one boy that I really wanted to see hard wasn’t. The boys P.E. classes are always full of surprises.

“Alright boys,” I yelled to them after looking at my watch. “You need to be finishing up now. As soon as you’re rinsed off you can come out and get a towel. After you dry off you’ll wait here until everyone has finished. Then we’ll all go back to the lockers together.”

Boys slowly began to emerge from the shower and step into the drying area, their bodies completely soaked and dripping with water. Just as was the case with John, any body hair that a boy had was now flattened against his body, making him appear almost hairless and younger than his actual age. Of course if a boy had dark pubic hair, it was still visible and actually drew more attention to his genitals. But boys with very light or thin pubic hair now appeared almost bald and prepubescent. One such boy was the red-haired Andrew. As he stepped out of the shower soaking wet, his massive dick and balls appeared to be bald, which made them look even larger.

John handed each boy a clean white towel as they stepped into the drying area. They then moved to the right side of the room to dry off. Some of them immediately turned their backs to the wall and made sure that no one was behind them. I suspect those boys still felt uncomfortable around the others and didn’t want anyone watching them, especially from behind, as they bent over to dry themselves. But a few of the boys didn’t really care what position they were in or who saw them. They stood in the middle of the drying area and bent over in front of us without any hesitation.

The three adults in the room watched as those boys exposed their most private parts to us one last time today. As Jim stepped into the drying area, I immediately saw that his erection had finally subsided. He wasn’t completely flaccid since he was still thicker and longer than when I first remember seeing him. But he wasn’t hard and sticking straight out from his body either. He must have decided to just go for it and stroke himself until he got off. I’m sorry that I missed that, but good for him.

One of the last groups of boys to exit the shower was the trio of Dave, Tim and Jake. As they stepped into the drying area to receive towels, it was clear that they all had a good sexual release. Their cocks were still long and fairly thick, but they were no longer hard. Dave’s scrotum was still pulled up tight against his body, making it impossible to even detect that he had any balls. In contrast, Tim and Jake both had a loose and relaxed scrotum which allowed their balls to dangle loosely between their legs.

“When you’re completely dry,” John continued, “you can go ahead and deposit your towel in this hamper.”

As he spoke, John took his towel off of his shoulder and threw it into the hamper. Several of the boys followed suit and deposited their towels, leaving them without any covering at all.

“Come on, boys,” John said, “get those towels in here. We’re not leaving until everyone has dried off and all used towels are in here.”

A fairly large percentage of the boys had wrapped their towels around their waist in an effort to cover up after their shower. After John’s prodding, they walked up to the hamper, reluctantly removed the towel from around their body and deposited it. As we continued to watch, the number of nude boys once again began to outnumber those that were covered. After depositing their towels, most of the boys walked toward the back of the drying area, probably in an attempt to avoid being the center of attention.

“One more thing to clarify,” John said to the boys. “Today is the only time you’ll need to wait like this. Normally you can walk back to your locker and get dressed as soon as you finish drying off and deposit your towel. Remember that no towels are to leave this room. I don’t ever want to see a wet towel in the locker room. Make sure you do all of your drying off in here. Any questions on shower procedures?”

None of the boys said anything.

“Then, now that everyone is done with their shower, I want all of you to carefully walk back to your lockers and stand in front of them again. Do not get dressed. Let’s go boys.”