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Subject: jockboy adventures – Rocky Chapter 3 Hey guys – hope you’re liking the story so far. I’ve got a couple more chapters coming soon. Send me an email, let me know what you think – open to suggestions, too. And if you had any similar experiences, I definitely wanna hear about them! And remember – depends on donations, so if you like reading here, contribute if you can at fty/donate.html Rocky Chapter 3: The First Game Saturday night finally rolled around. I had been sleeping in my new jock almost every night, and trying on all my gear at least once a day. I was also jerking off as many times as I could- between the stimulation of having all my new (but used) gear stinking up my bedroom real nice, and the excitement of what would happen at the game, I couldn’t keep my hands off my cock. Saturday night my Dad and I headed out with our equipment bags pretty early. Mom would drive separately later in time for the game, but we had to get there for warm ups. Dad said I had everything I needed in my bag, and that I could just wear normal clothes to the rink. He grabbed two towels and put one in each of our bags. I hadn’t been sure if I was going to be expected or allowed to shower with the guys, but this made it seem like a definite possibility. And made me even more excited and nervous. When we got there, it was just me, my Dad, Paul the goalie and team captain, and his son Zach who was the other puck boy. We said hi and chatted a bit, and then Paul and Zach explained what my duties would be. Seemed cool and pretty straightforward. And Zach was being super cool. He could have been a jerk about being a year older than me and knowing the ropes, but he was really nice and helpful. He made it clear that he was going to be a good mentor and older brother to me. And Paul was equally awesome. Looking at him while he explained everything, I could see how big his muscles were – he was just a thick built guy. Not super cut, but big and manly. And the tuft of chest hair poking out over his collar made me remember when I’d seen him last week – buck naked taking a dump next to me while I tried to take a piss – and how that thick hair covered his whole body. Right now, when he raised his arms, I could see where he had already sweat through his sweatshirt. Paul just exuded testosterone and manliness. Hopefully I’d get to see him in all his glory again tonight. After that, we went back to the locker room. Several guys were already there and getting dressed or undressed. It was a little more serious a mood than it had been after the game last week, but not too somber. Erik and Jay, the younger guys who seemed to travel together, were walking back from the bathroom area buck naked with dicks swinging. “Ah …that’s better” Erik said. I assumed they had just taken a leak, or a dump I guess. I was following my Dad over to the spot he was at last week when Zach grabbed me and said “Hey, Rocky – we’re over here.” He led me to the opposite side of the dressing room from my Dad. I guess the puck boys had their own designated area…cool. I was a little nervous to be separated from Dad – what if I had a question? – but I knew I needed to be independent to become my own man. I just followed Zach’s lead and echoed what he did. We stripped down to our tighty whities, and then he took those off too. I took a deep breath and followed suit. My dick had a little extra blood flowing through it, but not a boner, so that was a relief. Zach took his time digging his jock out of his bag. Mine was right on top, but I was feeling good naked and didn’t want to rush things, so I poked around a little pretending to look for it. I got a clear view of Zach’s package – definitely more hair than me, and it looked like a slightly bigger dick. But I was pretty sure my balls were bigger, şişli travesti although maybe Zach was just cold. I looked around a little bit, and it seemed like almost all the guys in the locker room were naked in that moment. No one was overtly showing off, but no one was in a hurry to get their jocks on either. As I stood up with my jock in my hand, I saw my Dad doing the exact same thing across the room. He caught my eye and gave me a little smile and a nod. That little moment of connect made my dick jump a little…I was becoming a man like Dad and he was obviously proud of me. I was on the right track. As Zach and I pulled on our jocks and got everything situated in our cups, he said “Hey, we got the same jock. Play It Again Sports?” “Yep,” I laughed and nodded. “Smitty hook you up?” I nodded again. “Smitty was a puck boy when my brother Josh started – showed him the ropes.” “Ah yeah,” I replied, “he mentioned he had been a puck boy, and how much fun it was.” “Yeah, it’s a pretty good time,” Zach said. “Learn a lot of good locker room pranks, haha. Cup Check!” he laughed as he knocked his knuckles on my cup. I laughed at his harmless prank, and wondered if I could prank him like that, or if it was just something that an older guy could do to a younger. “Hey wait a minute…” Zach said, “that’s not the same as my cup.” I looked at his jock and cup, and then at mine. His jock was obviously more broken in, more grey than white, and stretched out. But his cup was that shallow small one that had come with the jock. “Oh yeah,” I said. “The cup that came with it didn’t really fit….so my Dad gave me one of his old ones.” I tried to downplay it, cause I didn’t want to seem cocky. “Oh yeah? damn lil bro, good for you. That’s cool. I thought it was cool when I got all my brothers hand-me-down shit, but gear from you Dad is even better. Especially his cup. And good for you, dude, what are you packing?” I just kind of smiled and laughed and looked away. “Nah buddy, come on- I didn’t get to see before – lets see!” We were facing the wall, so I just pulled the front of my jock out and down under my nuts. “Oh damn, buddy, nice pair of nuts. You definitely got me beat. Good for you, good for you.” I was a little embarrassed, and didn’t really know what to say. “Yeah…they didn’t really fit in that cup…thanks…I bet you’ve probably got a bigger dick though man.” “Haha, maybe,” Zach replied, “we’ll have to check that out sometime. We better get moving now though.” We needed to be out on the ice before the rest of the team to get everything situated, so we hurried to pull on the rest of our gear. The game was a pretty easy victory for us. It was cool to hang out on the bench with the guys. After the game, Zach and I took care of our responsibilities and hit the locker room. it was back to the celebratory vibe I had witnessed last week. The air was thick with steam and sweat and manfunk and testosterone. Most guys were still getting undressed while talking about moments from the game with the teammate next to them. Zach and I sat down and took our skates off, and watched the guys get naked and horse around a little. Someone had brought beers, and guys were chilling naked or in their jocks drinking. Of course Zach and I couldn’t participate in that yet – our Dads were cool, but not that cool. I saw my Dad bareass naked across the room, with his big nutsack dangling off the bench in front of him. In another spot, Hank was getting a lot of attention. When he turned around, I saw why – he had the biggest cock I’d ever seen. Thick and long and veiny. Zach looked back at me, saw my disbelief, and said “I know, right? That’s why they call him Hank the Hog. My Dad and brother say they’ve never seen a bigger one.” I had a LOT of questions beylikdüzü travesti about that – so I guess big dicks are called “hogs”? How often do you and your Dad and brother talk about dicks? But before I could ask, we caught on to what Hank was doing – trying to see if his hog was big enough to get one of his hockey gloves to stay on it. His kept slipping off, much to his disappointment. Then he started heading over to us, big dick swinging. “Hey boys, let me try one of your gloves, they might be my size” he said as he gave his massive meat a shake and looked at me. I kind of froze – I couldn’t tell if he was messing with us, if this was something totally acceptable, or something else completely. Fortunately, the other guys from the team came to my rescue. “Ah, leave the new kid alone” – “it’s his first day!” – “You’re gonna scare him!” – ‘You know he’s never seen one that big before!” – “At least not from his Dad, that’s for sure!” As it took a turn towards good-natured banter, I realized it was all in good fun. And Zach handed Hank one of his gloves. Hank slipped it on, and it was just small enough to stay. The whole locker room erupted in celebration. And Hank went around to every guy who was sitting down and slapped them in the face with his glove-covered cock. Everyone had some kind of joke: “well, better than when he does it without the glove,” “hey nice love glove!” Erik stood up, said “hey, I’ll give you five” and put his normal sized dick into the palm of the glove. “Does that count as a hand job? or a swordfight?” Jay asked. “I think it’s both” Jerry said with a sigh, an eyeroll, and a shake of his head that did nothing to disguise his admiration for Erik’s bold move. “Zach I don’t know if you’re gonna want that glove back” Ted said as he walked by us Zach just kind of shrugged, and his dad Paul came up next to him and put his hand on his shoulder. Paul was naked, in his full glory, with his towel over his shoulder, a beer in his hand, and his crotch right at our eye level. I had a little trouble bringing my eyes up to look at him as he said, “Anh, who cares buddy. Everybody’s got one, and I think that glove is probably dirtier than his hog haha” Paul said to Zach. Zach laughed it off too. “Hey, maybe it’ll bring me good luck and I’ll grow a dong like that” Zach said and everyone within earshot roared with laughter. Pauls furry ballsack bounced with every laugh, which in turn made his cock bounce too. As he headed past us towards the showers, Hank tossed Zach’s glove back to him, and I was a little sad that I hadn’t given Hank my glove. As we got down to our jocks and hockey pants, most of the other guys (including Dad) had gone to shower. Zach paused and said, “You’re hitting the showers, right?” “I was thinking about it…are you?” I asked back, again wanting to follow his lead. “Fuck yeah, buddy. Everybody showers. It’s part of being on the team and being a man.” He was dropping his pants and was just in his jock. “Cool man, yeah, I’m ready. I just gotta take a leak first” I said as I also stripped down. Zach tossed his towel over his shoulder and walked proudly naked towards the wet area, and I did the same. He must have sensed some lingering nervousness, as I looked down at my junior sized package, because he said, “hey man, don’t worry about it. The guys are super cool about everything. Everybody’s got one, and there’s only one Hog, so nothing else matters.” He hung his towel on a hook and walked into the showers, taking a spot at the same pole as Erik and Jay. I stepped up to the trough to piss like last week, but this time I was ready. There was Paul to my left, naked and taking his post game dump. I nodded at him like it was no big deal. “Hey buddy, how did it go? Looks like you’re getting the hang of istanbul travesti it,” Paul said. I nodded and smiled, and gave my nuts a soft rub to get my pee stream flowing. As it did I said “yeah, this is a lot of fun.” “Sure is, buddy. And yeah – looks like you’re feeling right at home now,” Paul said with an approving nod up and down. I took that to mean he was proud of me for standing there totally naked, not pee shy, and holding a conversation with him. I was already kind of proud of myself, but that just intensified it. I shook off my dick, took a deep breath, and turned around to head into the showers. As I hung my towel up and walked in, I was greeted with whoops and hollers from the guys. They were genuinely excited that I was joining them. It was hard to hear all the comments as they echoed around the tiles. I definitely heard Ted say “Damn, looks like you definitely got your Dad’s big nuts haha.” And Scott said, “Shit Tony – I think Rocky’s already got bigger balls than you!” As the guys all laughed at this, Scott dragged me over next to Tony for a side-by-side comparison, and it turned out to be true. I was embarrassed but also proud, and Tony just said “Hey boys don’t get carried away…I still got most of you beat where it counts” as he shook his dick around a bit. I found an open shower head near Zach and stepped under it to rinse off. I realized I didn’t have soap or shampoo, so I walked over to where my Dad was rinsing off. We had seen each other naked, but I couldn’t remember a time we had both been naked or showered together before. It just felt natural now, but I didn’t want to screw it up and make it awkward. So I just said, “uhhh….can I have the soap and stuff?” “Sure buddy, just finished with it – here you go.” He handed it to me and I walked back to my shower head and started getting clean. It was no big deal – just a couple guys in the locker room showers taking care of business. At the same time, it felt awesome to be so at ease hanging naked with Dad. As I had my eyes closed rinsing the shampoo out of my hair, I felt a bunch of hands grab me and pull me out of the water. As I tried to open my eyes and get the water out of them, I felt cold water running over my head and body. And everyone was yelling again. When I finally got my eyes opened, I realized it wasn’t water but beer – the guys had shaken a bunch of cans and bottles to shoot the beer all over me. Dad was standing by the entrance to the showers, watching with his towel over his should and a smile on his face – not participating, but not stopping it either. Everyone was yelling “WELCOME TO THE TEAM” and cheering as they jumped around spraying me with the beer. It was just a sea of skin and hair and water and dicks and balls and asses and beer. And I couldn’t have felt happier or more at home. This was already awesome, and it had just started. Best of all – there had been too much going on for me to get hard. After my throbbing hard on at Play It Again Sports, I had been nervous, but my young excitable dick behaved itself. It wasn’t until Dad and I were in the car laughing about everything that had happened that I started to pop wood. As I was thinking back through the night, I had crossed a lot of milestones: got naked with my buddy Zach, compared cocks and balls with Zach, saw every guy on the team naked, took a piss naked at the trough, while chatting with Paul, who was naked and taking a dump lol, and I didn’t get pee shy, hit the showers with the team, got initiated by a bunch of awesome manly hockey players, while my Dad (who was also naked) watched with a proud smile. All of a sudden my pants were feeling real tight. I couldn’t wait to get home and blow the load that had been building in my nuts all day, fueled by all the testosterone in the locker room. I tried to subtly adjust myself, but I’m pretty sure my Dad caught me cause I heard a bit of a chuckle from the drivers seat. Dad said, “yep…pretty exciting night, huh sport?” and I could swear, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him adjust himself too.

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