Are Guys More Comfortable Naked In The Locker Room Than They Used To Be?
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always changed on deck with no towel.Landed me in hot water with Coach and got ass sla p ped.
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A rather long and redundant essay:
https://www.lpsg.com/threads/for-the-love-of-college-boys.3051481/page-2#post-72370861
https://www.lpsg.com/threads/for-the-love-of-college-boys.3051481/page-2#post-72370861
Interesting musings...although my experience is that the "transitional" status that you mention regarding the college guys often seem to carry for several more years into the lives of many men.
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Broke up a nude fight in swim shower today.Both guys hard.
(Reposted from thread "Older men who love younger men", but topical to subject of locker room nudity).
After taking a lot of showers with college guys, I realized that the mere act of looking, however pleasurable, however titillating, ultimately becomes stale. If I cannot befriend them, if I cannot learn from them and share my own life with them, then it is pointless. Why not just watch hidden cameras videos on X hamster? Objectification ultimately becomes boring. It is friendship that is fulfilling. That’s what I live for. A few minutes of meaningful discussion can make my whole day.
Try to listen. Try to care. These people are going through literal hell right now with Covid-19, with remote “learning” and lockdowns. These boys need our love, our empathy, our encouragement.
I wrote under my old “Paradise Regained” handle about my car accident, and my long rehabilitation process, and how kind the college guys were to me. I remember one boy actually helped me to get dressed when he saw how much I was shaking. I may objectify college guys, but they are capable of acts of great affection and caring.
I saw that affection in action after a soccer competition. The opposing team lost badly. I saw the team captain, a tall, well-muscled guy with a hairy ass talking and joking with one of his teammates in the shower. I just saw he was trying to cheer his friend up. He made his teammate laugh and I realized all would be well.
Another time I saw a swimmer from another school toweling off by my locker. He was hirsute and handsome. His teammate, a much shorter swimmer came out of the shower and approached us. I asked them their names and they said they both had the same name, Justin. The tall, hairy Justin had just put on his briefs and he looked down at his friend, the naked Justin. The shorter boy looked up at him with a searching look, as if seeking approval. The taller Justin smiled, and then the short Justin did, too. I enjoyed seeing the bond of trust and affection between them.
Once I went to another one of our soccer games. The opposing team had won the regional championship recently, so there was a lot of anticipation in the air. Fortunately for our team, it was a shut-out, five to nothing. I noticed however, that all the points were scored in the first half of the game. The other team did not allow any goals in the second half. They came together to shut down the other side’s offense, just, alas, not in time.
But the mood in the locker room afterwards was pretty upbeat! The boys were laughing and clowning around as they got undressed. The team captain, Ryan, was the first boy in the shower. He had stuck out to me on the field, because he had used his head a few times to punt the ball to his teammates. I had actually watched a couple interviews he had given for his school’s athletic news site. He’s the middle son, and both of his brothers also play soccer. He was very modest about his achievements.
I don’t know how he maintains that kind of humility, because there was nothing modest about his physique! He was as beautiful to look at as he is accomplished on the field.
An A plus plus body, absolutely. Two very emphatic thumbs up!
A bleach-blond, broad-shouldered all-American, with a certain feline grace in his step. 6’2”, I think, maybe around two hundred pounds. A peripatetic dong with a left-dragging swing. After a few minutes in the shower, his college-boy hormones kicked in and it began to elongate and straighten!
I was fascinated by his elephantine arousal, but then the other boys streamed into the shower and my view of my Ohio farmer’s son’s beanstalk was blocked by his somewhat scrawnier, nerdier teammates.
After a few minutes, Ryan and I both finished our shower concurrently, and I saw his penis had gone down, swinging once again to the left with each step, cushioned somewhat by his balls. In his penis, I saw his humility, determination, stamina and confidence writ large.
I did some research on Ryan, and saw that he comes from a traditional Irish Catholic family. He doesn’t do much social media, worked hard in school, and now works in IT.
It’s not much to go on, but can we make some general assumptions about his sex life?
He keeps his hair always well-trimmed and parted to the left, so he likes order. He’s talented and successful academically, and has also led his team to a couple important victories. That means he’s determined and is good with people. He’s good at motivating and communicating.
But his shy, aw-shucks demeanor makes me think that he would be a tender, thoughtful lover, who would let his woman lead the way. I don’t see him as being very creative in bed; he would probably stick with the missionary posture and maintain a strong, steady rhythm. He’s lugging around some major field artillery, so even without being a great sexual tactician, I’m pretty sure he’d make his partner glow. He’s a big guy so between thrusts he would probably have to do push ups to get the right angle.
I did see an interesting photograph of Ryan, his right arm crossed over his head and waving just next to his left ear, his hair tossed, a crooked smile on his face. His clothes covered with grass stains. There might be a little bit of the tiger in this good all-American Christian boy. With the right amount of teasing and fondling, his woman might be able to bring it out. Then fasten your seatbelts! He might even astonish himself with his own prowess!
I don’t think my speculations are crazy! I saw him in that interview, I saw him on the field, I saw him naked with a partial erection. I think these conclusions are reasonable.
Another of his teammates, a brown-haired boy named Daniel, was toweling off when I got to my locker. He had a good sized shlong that stayed close to his body, keeping its head down. I overheard him telling one of his teammates that his brother had just been hospitalized due to Crohn’s disease. I interjected at an appropriate moment and told him that, since my car accident, I have also joined the ranks of the “disabled” and that learning how to overcome my new physical challenges has been a growing experience for me. He told me that his brother seems to have grown up more in the past few weeks than in the past five years. I was happy I was able to give him a different perspective on his brother’s illness.
Another kid, Brandon, was the last one to arrive in the locker room. He yanked off his shirt and was about to pull his shorts down when he realized he didn’t have a towel. He went into the adjacent lobby, came back with a towel and then yanked his compression shorts off with a slight smirk. His ding-dong did a little back and forth dance before settling down. It wasn’t Ryan-sized, but he still had a large dork. I think he was the assistant team captain. He had guts on the field, and balls in the shower to spare.
I also remember a lithe Japanese boy, who was one of the midfielders, who had just the most adorable little butt. He was sashaying around, wriggling his hairy ass. He knew he had a great caboose. I wanted to pump it.
A tall boy, one of the main kickers with shoulder length hair, walked to and from the showers modestly wrapped in his towel. I was disappointed because I had been looking forward to seeing his penis in particular. Who knows? Maybe he’s a verified member!
On the field I saw their facility as a sports team. In the locker room and shower, I saw their dazzling maleness. Their nakedness reminded me of the beautiful code of men: to protect, to delight, and to love
After taking a lot of showers with college guys, I realized that the mere act of looking, however pleasurable, however titillating, ultimately becomes stale. If I cannot befriend them, if I cannot learn from them and share my own life with them, then it is pointless. Why not just watch hidden cameras videos on X hamster? Objectification ultimately becomes boring. It is friendship that is fulfilling. That’s what I live for. A few minutes of meaningful discussion can make my whole day.
Try to listen. Try to care. These people are going through literal hell right now with Covid-19, with remote “learning” and lockdowns. These boys need our love, our empathy, our encouragement.
I wrote under my old “Paradise Regained” handle about my car accident, and my long rehabilitation process, and how kind the college guys were to me. I remember one boy actually helped me to get dressed when he saw how much I was shaking. I may objectify college guys, but they are capable of acts of great affection and caring.
I saw that affection in action after a soccer competition. The opposing team lost badly. I saw the team captain, a tall, well-muscled guy with a hairy ass talking and joking with one of his teammates in the shower. I just saw he was trying to cheer his friend up. He made his teammate laugh and I realized all would be well.
Another time I saw a swimmer from another school toweling off by my locker. He was hirsute and handsome. His teammate, a much shorter swimmer came out of the shower and approached us. I asked them their names and they said they both had the same name, Justin. The tall, hairy Justin had just put on his briefs and he looked down at his friend, the naked Justin. The shorter boy looked up at him with a searching look, as if seeking approval. The taller Justin smiled, and then the short Justin did, too. I enjoyed seeing the bond of trust and affection between them.
Once I went to another one of our soccer games. The opposing team had won the regional championship recently, so there was a lot of anticipation in the air. Fortunately for our team, it was a shut-out, five to nothing. I noticed however, that all the points were scored in the first half of the game. The other team did not allow any goals in the second half. They came together to shut down the other side’s offense, just, alas, not in time.
But the mood in the locker room afterwards was pretty upbeat! The boys were laughing and clowning around as they got undressed. The team captain, Ryan, was the first boy in the shower. He had stuck out to me on the field, because he had used his head a few times to punt the ball to his teammates. I had actually watched a couple interviews he had given for his school’s athletic news site. He’s the middle son, and both of his brothers also play soccer. He was very modest about his achievements.
I don’t know how he maintains that kind of humility, because there was nothing modest about his physique! He was as beautiful to look at as he is accomplished on the field.
An A plus plus body, absolutely. Two very emphatic thumbs up!
A bleach-blond, broad-shouldered all-American, with a certain feline grace in his step. 6’2”, I think, maybe around two hundred pounds. A peripatetic dong with a left-dragging swing. After a few minutes in the shower, his college-boy hormones kicked in and it began to elongate and straighten!
I was fascinated by his elephantine arousal, but then the other boys streamed into the shower and my view of my Ohio farmer’s son’s beanstalk was blocked by his somewhat scrawnier, nerdier teammates.
After a few minutes, Ryan and I both finished our shower concurrently, and I saw his penis had gone down, swinging once again to the left with each step, cushioned somewhat by his balls. In his penis, I saw his humility, determination, stamina and confidence writ large.
I did some research on Ryan, and saw that he comes from a traditional Irish Catholic family. He doesn’t do much social media, worked hard in school, and now works in IT.
It’s not much to go on, but can we make some general assumptions about his sex life?
He keeps his hair always well-trimmed and parted to the left, so he likes order. He’s talented and successful academically, and has also led his team to a couple important victories. That means he’s determined and is good with people. He’s good at motivating and communicating.
But his shy, aw-shucks demeanor makes me think that he would be a tender, thoughtful lover, who would let his woman lead the way. I don’t see him as being very creative in bed; he would probably stick with the missionary posture and maintain a strong, steady rhythm. He’s lugging around some major field artillery, so even without being a great sexual tactician, I’m pretty sure he’d make his partner glow. He’s a big guy so between thrusts he would probably have to do push ups to get the right angle.
I did see an interesting photograph of Ryan, his right arm crossed over his head and waving just next to his left ear, his hair tossed, a crooked smile on his face. His clothes covered with grass stains. There might be a little bit of the tiger in this good all-American Christian boy. With the right amount of teasing and fondling, his woman might be able to bring it out. Then fasten your seatbelts! He might even astonish himself with his own prowess!
I don’t think my speculations are crazy! I saw him in that interview, I saw him on the field, I saw him naked with a partial erection. I think these conclusions are reasonable.
Another of his teammates, a brown-haired boy named Daniel, was toweling off when I got to my locker. He had a good sized shlong that stayed close to his body, keeping its head down. I overheard him telling one of his teammates that his brother had just been hospitalized due to Crohn’s disease. I interjected at an appropriate moment and told him that, since my car accident, I have also joined the ranks of the “disabled” and that learning how to overcome my new physical challenges has been a growing experience for me. He told me that his brother seems to have grown up more in the past few weeks than in the past five years. I was happy I was able to give him a different perspective on his brother’s illness.
Another kid, Brandon, was the last one to arrive in the locker room. He yanked off his shirt and was about to pull his shorts down when he realized he didn’t have a towel. He went into the adjacent lobby, came back with a towel and then yanked his compression shorts off with a slight smirk. His ding-dong did a little back and forth dance before settling down. It wasn’t Ryan-sized, but he still had a large dork. I think he was the assistant team captain. He had guts on the field, and balls in the shower to spare.
I also remember a lithe Japanese boy, who was one of the midfielders, who had just the most adorable little butt. He was sashaying around, wriggling his hairy ass. He knew he had a great caboose. I wanted to pump it.
A tall boy, one of the main kickers with shoulder length hair, walked to and from the showers modestly wrapped in his towel. I was disappointed because I had been looking forward to seeing his penis in particular. Who knows? Maybe he’s a verified member!
On the field I saw their facility as a sports team. In the locker room and shower, I saw their dazzling maleness. Their nakedness reminded me of the beautiful code of men: to protect, to delight, and to love
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What do you mean naked in the locker room? Unlike 30 years ago the last time I went to the gym guys showered in private stalls and put on underwear under towels. All the fun is gone. No more communal showers. Guys used to spend time drying off in the locker room area making sure all moisture was gone except what was dripping from your dick. The younger generation get naked on social apps but not in gym locker rooms. At least not where I live. The only exception at my last gym was a black fashion model with a turgid 9 inch ebony cock moisturized his body and cock in a private show in the locker room for me and one other guy for 5 minutes but that was an isolated event.
Noticing lots more young guys shaving their nuts, and pubes right off - looks great.
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Not a quote... PLEASE allow post deletions/ edits/ longer than 5 minutes! Some things just dont need to be archived for eternity... I and many may rethink contributing and membership. I know Im not the first or last to bring that up.
Here, here! .. you're so right.
I am not sure what trend catalyzed the towel dances and FOSD fear of showing dick but it's absolutely true that this is the same generation that thinks nothing of broadcasting peen to the planet on their mobile phones.
Does anyone think more widespread acceptance of homosexuality caused str8s to be more guarded about locker room nudity? For crying out loud I'm not retired yet and within my lifetime boys used to swim naked in public school gym classes.
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I think that this is a generational issue.
Younger people have few hang-ups about sexuality, nudity, gender and social issues than their parents' generation does.
In locker rooms, I have seen older men cover their genitals as if they were protecting Fort Knox; however, from what I have seen quickly, there was no pot of gold under that towel.
Conversely, there are young men, who happily flaunt it all.
This may also be a geographic issue. I live in Michigan, and, have also been in lockers in the midwest.
Younger people have few hang-ups about sexuality, nudity, gender and social issues than their parents' generation does.
In locker rooms, I have seen older men cover their genitals as if they were protecting Fort Knox; however, from what I have seen quickly, there was no pot of gold under that towel.
Conversely, there are young men, who happily flaunt it all.
This may also be a geographic issue. I live in Michigan, and, have also been in lockers in the midwest.
No matter how many times I read about guys swimming naked in school classes-- and I believe such posts are accurate--I simply CANNOT imagine that that was really the case! How could it be? And yet, it apparently was. Serious cognitive dissonance here! : )
Yes, I think the acceptance of homosexuality had an impact.
Just the opposite seems to be more typical. Older guys hang out naked; younger ones do the excruciating towel dance.
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