I want to share some impressions of naked college boys in the locker room. In my essays I try to address a few different questions:
How do college boys behave naked? (horseplay, slang, homoerotic banter, blushing, intentional or unintentional erections etc.)
What does their behavior in the locker room tell us about their sex lives? (level of sexual activity, sexual orientation or different kinds of sex)
How does penis size affect a college boy’s sense of self? Do boys with different sized penises relate to their members in different ways?
There were some recent athletic events at my college and I was able to observe some boys with various endowments first hand.
About a month ago I saw two swimmers in the locker room, who, unusually for swimmers, did not participate in the towel dance. The first swimmer, a tall white kid with somewhat frizzy hair, opened and lifted his towel to dry off his hair, thus revealing a large uncut penis. His towel brushed against it a couple of times, thus eliciting a somewhat excited response, his penis lifted up its head for about thirty seconds before relaxing. He then finished drying off, and put on his boxers. One of his teammates had to scribble a note on some scratch paper, and so the tall boy offered his stomach as support. The second kid rested the looseleaf paper on the first boy’s stomach who had just hardened his abdominal muscles.
I speculate that this tall boy, an engineering major, enjoys foreplay- including stroking, licking, fondling- both giving and receiving. During copulatory sex I think he tends towards a gentle, even rhythm and can hold out for an extended time.
His teammate, a slight boy with a perfectly smooth chest, opened his towel and I saw he had already removed his speedo. He had a small, circumcised penis, especially compared with his teammate. It was somewhat pointed. I noticed the tall boy was more comfortable showing his penis than his shorter, less fortunate teammate. The second boy might feel a little humiliated over being both short and also having a small penis. He might, however, be a grower. Perhaps someone can start a separate thread on the benefits of having a small penis?
Do boys with smaller penises point upwards at a sharper angle when erect? Do they have more control during sex? Are there humiliation games women can play with men with smaller dongs?
On a similar note, I once noticed a tall visiting basketball player (lanky, curly hair, great on the court) in the shower, with a lot of abdominal hair but with a small penis. I wonder if there is an extra humiliation factor in being tall, athletic and hirsute, but having a small penis? As a personal aside, I like seeing college boys with different sized penises. I think small penises are interesting in their own way. I like the dynamic between boys with big penises and those with small, cherubic ones. Even though this kid had just a small “dinky winky” I still enjoyed it. I still wanted to touch it.
Over the summer, our school played an intense soccer match with a team from Wisconsin. I’d like to focus on three of the players on the visiting team, because their bodies have a lot to teach us.
I was shaving when the shower filled up with the visiting soccer players. They were obviously comfortable with communal showers because they removed their towels upon entering, with a nonchalant attitude, even some flair, revealing their smooth, toned bodies. Great tan lines. Lots of boys with a gentle s-curve in their spine, lots of voluptuous hard butts. Great abs. They all smiled and clowned around in the shower. One boy paused in the doorway and whistled salaciously (whoo-WHOOO) before entering and dropping his towel.
The boy next to me, Blake, is turning nineteen this month! He’s five foot seven and I got the sense that this slender little hunk isn’t done growing yet! I think he’s due soon for his last growth spurt! I learned recently that some men continue to grow in college and I think he’s one of them. Smooth chest and stomach, rock-hard butt, angular jaw, cloudy blue-grey eyes, gold chain around his neck. Showered with furtive little motions, like a bird. A baby bella mushroom cap dong. I wanted to link my hands around his chest, hoist him up by his armpits, and sodomize the stuffing out of the poor kid. (Don’t worry son, you won’t get a nosebleed)
He reminded me of a boy I knew at summer camp, Sam. Sam and I were both junior counsellors at the YMCA camp in Maryland. Like most of us he always used to sleep wearing just his boxers. One day, he forgot to wake up early for his kitchen duties, so the meal manager, Susan (maybe twenty-eight years old), came into our cabin, full of half naked teenage boys and knelt by his bed. She placed her hand on his stomach, dribbled her fingers from his navel to his collarbone and then lay her head on his chest. The kid woke up with a start and said, “Oh, I’m sorry!” And Susan just laughed and ruffled his hair.
I think because Blake still looks like a kid, he might try extra hard to prove his manhood during sex. I can imagine him placing his finger over his partner’s lips, and reassuring them, even if they weren’t nervous, saying something like “Hey- it’s gonna be okay. I’m gonna be gentle.”
Promises, promises, Blake!
Another boy, Blair, also a freshman, entered and took the shower at the other end of the room. He was tall, blond, with some adorable baby fat on his hips and buttocks. Blair was strong, muscular, but with some post-adolescent jello on his body. It somehow heightened his sex appeal for me. He had a squeaky voice and articulated a lot with his hands. He got a semi erection towards the beginning of his shower which lasted a couple of minutes. I don’t think it was sexual, it was just college boy hormones kicking in.
His scrotum did not retract during his period of arousal, his testicles remained loose.
His penis, whether relaxed or semi erect was thicker at the tip than at the base, like a cudgel. He is only eighteen years old, but is sexually an adult. His penis's size, girth and club-like shape made it look almost intimidating; it was out of sync with the rest of his body.
From his intonation I got the sense he might possibly be gay. I thought, unprofessionally, that I’d like to pound his ass to Byzantium! And I’d be more than happy to bottom for him. For all the gelatin in his hips and butt, and his scratchy voice, there is one part of this kid that is “all man”. He might not know how to use it properly yet but that’s okay. Practice makes perfect, Blair.
A third kid, Nick (6’2’’, 180 lbs. 20 years old), entered the room and chose the middle stall, but did not close the curtain. He had dark short hair, a muscly, sporadically hairy chest which added to his boyish beauty, and delicate, thoughtful features. A bronzed face and arms but quite pale elsewhere. I guess he doesn’t sunbathe much.
My eyes went straight to his groin- holy hell-
What a SHLONG!
Sorry for losing my cool.
Ladies, our twenty year old college Goalie is packing serious heat. His circumcised dork clocks in between “very large” and “wow” with the needle pointing slightly to the latter. An elegant, somewhat triangular head, that just barely reached below his balls.
His family jewels rivaled Blair’s!
I flushed on seeing his post-adolescent maleness.
As it was the middle stall, he was flanked on either side by his teammates, so that he almost looked like the centerpiece of a medieval triptych, a saint flanked by angels. But unlike the holy figures in traditional iconography, Nick was doing what no saint would.
He was playing with himself!
He had made a loose knot around his penis and let it slip through his fist. He did this three or four times. Then he made a tighter fist, but paused halfway up the shaft, causing the exposed part to list to the side! He looked at it for a couple seconds. Then he let his fist complete its circuit and let go. Then he rested his hand on his balls and propped up his penis with his thumb until it lay on his stomach. It covered his belly button!
Interestingly, he washed his penis once, but made it run the “fist-gauntlet” five or six times.
Talk about a post-game show!
What can we learn from Nick’s self-touching? I think there are several things we can observe.
First, no other age group touches themselves in the shower as much as college boys do. This is not surprising. I notice college boys on the train every day as I ride to work. What do they do? They listen to music on their bluetooths and they tap their feet and play an invisible drum kit. Older guys don’t tap at the air like that. It’s part of the exuberance of college boys. They have more testosterone in their system than older men have, and they also have not been crushed by the realities of life. They’re full of joy and exuberance. We notice that exuberance in sports, on the train, in the shower, and in bed.
By touching himself in his way, fondling the length of his (admittedly) long penis, Nick was also asserting his sexual identity. I support the “Me-too” movement, absolutely, as I also support gender equality. But perhaps the pendulum has swung too far in the opposite direction, and young men have come to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed by their natural sexual urges. Nick may have been saying, through his self-touching, “This is what I am, this is what makes me a man.”
Again, the penis is not just the instrument of sex. It is a symbol of the whole masculine psyche, and represents man the lover, the planner, the dreamer, the executor. Nick’s rehearsal of copulation, using his hand as the stand in for the receptive partner in sex, could be his way of preparing himself for the many roles he will have to play (breadwinner, father, husband) when he leaves college and “grows up”.
Nick is sexually mature. At the very least, this kid is ready! On a subliminal level, his faux-masturbation informs the other guys in the shower that he is sexually active and successful.
Nick was flaccid during his entire time in the shower. He was confident enough in his size that he didn’t need to show off an erection. Boys with large penises are more likely to touch themselves in the shower, as Nick did, but also less likely to get hard. They may show sudden tumescence, however, if another kid comes into the shower and tries to “pre-empt” them with his own larger penis.
(see Reflections Of Beauty: A Chronicle Of College Boys)
Finally, the gentle confidence Nick showed in the way he manipulated his dork tells me that he’s probably affectionate and thoughtful in bed. I can imagine him as a good cuddler, who would enjoy spooning with his girlfriend by a roaring fireplace, gentle guitar solos playing on the speakers. Only after fifteen or twenty minutes of nuzzling would he take off his shirt and peel off his boxers. I can imagine the way his girlfriend would gape on seeing him hard! Even in his flaccid state, he made my eyes light up!
As a lover, I think Nick likes having sex standing up. Quick, shallow, decisive thrusts. I hope he finds a woman who loves his body half as much as I do!
I was very happy to see Nick from the front, but after my shower, I got a rear view of the boy, standing in front of his locker, toweling off. He had an objectively great ass! The dark crease between his butt cheeks was perfect. He seemed aware of his caboose, and wriggled it in a masculine teasing way while joking with his teammates.
Nick, you’re a specimen of wonder.
When I had almost finished getting dressed, the rest of the team arrived, to take their turn in the shower. The assistant coach, a Black man, was holding a big boom box and the new boys were hip-hop dancing. I loved watching these daredevils, still fully dressed (not for long!), their gangsta moves, their light bodies jumping through the air, their naughty, transgressive fun. They were irreverent, male and free. Thank you, my boys, my beautiful boys, for bringing so much joy into my life.
—Idea of Order
How do college boys behave naked? (horseplay, slang, homoerotic banter, blushing, intentional or unintentional erections etc.)
What does their behavior in the locker room tell us about their sex lives? (level of sexual activity, sexual orientation or different kinds of sex)
How does penis size affect a college boy’s sense of self? Do boys with different sized penises relate to their members in different ways?
There were some recent athletic events at my college and I was able to observe some boys with various endowments first hand.
About a month ago I saw two swimmers in the locker room, who, unusually for swimmers, did not participate in the towel dance. The first swimmer, a tall white kid with somewhat frizzy hair, opened and lifted his towel to dry off his hair, thus revealing a large uncut penis. His towel brushed against it a couple of times, thus eliciting a somewhat excited response, his penis lifted up its head for about thirty seconds before relaxing. He then finished drying off, and put on his boxers. One of his teammates had to scribble a note on some scratch paper, and so the tall boy offered his stomach as support. The second kid rested the looseleaf paper on the first boy’s stomach who had just hardened his abdominal muscles.
I speculate that this tall boy, an engineering major, enjoys foreplay- including stroking, licking, fondling- both giving and receiving. During copulatory sex I think he tends towards a gentle, even rhythm and can hold out for an extended time.
His teammate, a slight boy with a perfectly smooth chest, opened his towel and I saw he had already removed his speedo. He had a small, circumcised penis, especially compared with his teammate. It was somewhat pointed. I noticed the tall boy was more comfortable showing his penis than his shorter, less fortunate teammate. The second boy might feel a little humiliated over being both short and also having a small penis. He might, however, be a grower. Perhaps someone can start a separate thread on the benefits of having a small penis?
Do boys with smaller penises point upwards at a sharper angle when erect? Do they have more control during sex? Are there humiliation games women can play with men with smaller dongs?
On a similar note, I once noticed a tall visiting basketball player (lanky, curly hair, great on the court) in the shower, with a lot of abdominal hair but with a small penis. I wonder if there is an extra humiliation factor in being tall, athletic and hirsute, but having a small penis? As a personal aside, I like seeing college boys with different sized penises. I think small penises are interesting in their own way. I like the dynamic between boys with big penises and those with small, cherubic ones. Even though this kid had just a small “dinky winky” I still enjoyed it. I still wanted to touch it.
Over the summer, our school played an intense soccer match with a team from Wisconsin. I’d like to focus on three of the players on the visiting team, because their bodies have a lot to teach us.
I was shaving when the shower filled up with the visiting soccer players. They were obviously comfortable with communal showers because they removed their towels upon entering, with a nonchalant attitude, even some flair, revealing their smooth, toned bodies. Great tan lines. Lots of boys with a gentle s-curve in their spine, lots of voluptuous hard butts. Great abs. They all smiled and clowned around in the shower. One boy paused in the doorway and whistled salaciously (whoo-WHOOO) before entering and dropping his towel.
The boy next to me, Blake, is turning nineteen this month! He’s five foot seven and I got the sense that this slender little hunk isn’t done growing yet! I think he’s due soon for his last growth spurt! I learned recently that some men continue to grow in college and I think he’s one of them. Smooth chest and stomach, rock-hard butt, angular jaw, cloudy blue-grey eyes, gold chain around his neck. Showered with furtive little motions, like a bird. A baby bella mushroom cap dong. I wanted to link my hands around his chest, hoist him up by his armpits, and sodomize the stuffing out of the poor kid. (Don’t worry son, you won’t get a nosebleed)
He reminded me of a boy I knew at summer camp, Sam. Sam and I were both junior counsellors at the YMCA camp in Maryland. Like most of us he always used to sleep wearing just his boxers. One day, he forgot to wake up early for his kitchen duties, so the meal manager, Susan (maybe twenty-eight years old), came into our cabin, full of half naked teenage boys and knelt by his bed. She placed her hand on his stomach, dribbled her fingers from his navel to his collarbone and then lay her head on his chest. The kid woke up with a start and said, “Oh, I’m sorry!” And Susan just laughed and ruffled his hair.
I think because Blake still looks like a kid, he might try extra hard to prove his manhood during sex. I can imagine him placing his finger over his partner’s lips, and reassuring them, even if they weren’t nervous, saying something like “Hey- it’s gonna be okay. I’m gonna be gentle.”
Promises, promises, Blake!
Another boy, Blair, also a freshman, entered and took the shower at the other end of the room. He was tall, blond, with some adorable baby fat on his hips and buttocks. Blair was strong, muscular, but with some post-adolescent jello on his body. It somehow heightened his sex appeal for me. He had a squeaky voice and articulated a lot with his hands. He got a semi erection towards the beginning of his shower which lasted a couple of minutes. I don’t think it was sexual, it was just college boy hormones kicking in.
His scrotum did not retract during his period of arousal, his testicles remained loose.
His penis, whether relaxed or semi erect was thicker at the tip than at the base, like a cudgel. He is only eighteen years old, but is sexually an adult. His penis's size, girth and club-like shape made it look almost intimidating; it was out of sync with the rest of his body.
From his intonation I got the sense he might possibly be gay. I thought, unprofessionally, that I’d like to pound his ass to Byzantium! And I’d be more than happy to bottom for him. For all the gelatin in his hips and butt, and his scratchy voice, there is one part of this kid that is “all man”. He might not know how to use it properly yet but that’s okay. Practice makes perfect, Blair.
A third kid, Nick (6’2’’, 180 lbs. 20 years old), entered the room and chose the middle stall, but did not close the curtain. He had dark short hair, a muscly, sporadically hairy chest which added to his boyish beauty, and delicate, thoughtful features. A bronzed face and arms but quite pale elsewhere. I guess he doesn’t sunbathe much.
My eyes went straight to his groin- holy hell-
What a SHLONG!
Sorry for losing my cool.
Ladies, our twenty year old college Goalie is packing serious heat. His circumcised dork clocks in between “very large” and “wow” with the needle pointing slightly to the latter. An elegant, somewhat triangular head, that just barely reached below his balls.
His family jewels rivaled Blair’s!
I flushed on seeing his post-adolescent maleness.
As it was the middle stall, he was flanked on either side by his teammates, so that he almost looked like the centerpiece of a medieval triptych, a saint flanked by angels. But unlike the holy figures in traditional iconography, Nick was doing what no saint would.
He was playing with himself!
He had made a loose knot around his penis and let it slip through his fist. He did this three or four times. Then he made a tighter fist, but paused halfway up the shaft, causing the exposed part to list to the side! He looked at it for a couple seconds. Then he let his fist complete its circuit and let go. Then he rested his hand on his balls and propped up his penis with his thumb until it lay on his stomach. It covered his belly button!
Interestingly, he washed his penis once, but made it run the “fist-gauntlet” five or six times.
Talk about a post-game show!
What can we learn from Nick’s self-touching? I think there are several things we can observe.
First, no other age group touches themselves in the shower as much as college boys do. This is not surprising. I notice college boys on the train every day as I ride to work. What do they do? They listen to music on their bluetooths and they tap their feet and play an invisible drum kit. Older guys don’t tap at the air like that. It’s part of the exuberance of college boys. They have more testosterone in their system than older men have, and they also have not been crushed by the realities of life. They’re full of joy and exuberance. We notice that exuberance in sports, on the train, in the shower, and in bed.
By touching himself in his way, fondling the length of his (admittedly) long penis, Nick was also asserting his sexual identity. I support the “Me-too” movement, absolutely, as I also support gender equality. But perhaps the pendulum has swung too far in the opposite direction, and young men have come to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed by their natural sexual urges. Nick may have been saying, through his self-touching, “This is what I am, this is what makes me a man.”
Again, the penis is not just the instrument of sex. It is a symbol of the whole masculine psyche, and represents man the lover, the planner, the dreamer, the executor. Nick’s rehearsal of copulation, using his hand as the stand in for the receptive partner in sex, could be his way of preparing himself for the many roles he will have to play (breadwinner, father, husband) when he leaves college and “grows up”.
Nick is sexually mature. At the very least, this kid is ready! On a subliminal level, his faux-masturbation informs the other guys in the shower that he is sexually active and successful.
Nick was flaccid during his entire time in the shower. He was confident enough in his size that he didn’t need to show off an erection. Boys with large penises are more likely to touch themselves in the shower, as Nick did, but also less likely to get hard. They may show sudden tumescence, however, if another kid comes into the shower and tries to “pre-empt” them with his own larger penis.
(see Reflections Of Beauty: A Chronicle Of College Boys)
Finally, the gentle confidence Nick showed in the way he manipulated his dork tells me that he’s probably affectionate and thoughtful in bed. I can imagine him as a good cuddler, who would enjoy spooning with his girlfriend by a roaring fireplace, gentle guitar solos playing on the speakers. Only after fifteen or twenty minutes of nuzzling would he take off his shirt and peel off his boxers. I can imagine the way his girlfriend would gape on seeing him hard! Even in his flaccid state, he made my eyes light up!
As a lover, I think Nick likes having sex standing up. Quick, shallow, decisive thrusts. I hope he finds a woman who loves his body half as much as I do!
I was very happy to see Nick from the front, but after my shower, I got a rear view of the boy, standing in front of his locker, toweling off. He had an objectively great ass! The dark crease between his butt cheeks was perfect. He seemed aware of his caboose, and wriggled it in a masculine teasing way while joking with his teammates.
Nick, you’re a specimen of wonder.
When I had almost finished getting dressed, the rest of the team arrived, to take their turn in the shower. The assistant coach, a Black man, was holding a big boom box and the new boys were hip-hop dancing. I loved watching these daredevils, still fully dressed (not for long!), their gangsta moves, their light bodies jumping through the air, their naughty, transgressive fun. They were irreverent, male and free. Thank you, my boys, my beautiful boys, for bringing so much joy into my life.
—Idea of Order
