The changing room of their football club is a vast open space. It's an old school changing room, wide tiled floor space, open showers all down each side, benches in the middle. The silence is only broken by the drip, drip of the showers.
Then the team come in. The clip clop of their football boots echoing around the room as they arrive. A mid league football team, amateurs. If I said they were a mixed bunch of men I would be understating it. Ranging in ages from 18 to 40. All of them in shape, but a range of sizes, tall, small, stocky, lanky. A mix of races and ethnicity. The room fills with deep voices and the sound of banter in the only way a men's space can.
All of them caked in mud, some more than others. One of the older members of the group is literally covered. Tom. 6ft, 40 years old, married with a family. Hairy legs splashed dark, from ankles to thick thighs. He lets out a deep laugh as he walks in, responding to banter from one of the other men. This is his space. His free time away from everything - his family, his job. This game and time spent bonding with the other lads is his relaxing time.
Adam, a 19 years old, tall, black lad is laughing too. He scored the goal and is bragging it to the rooftops. tall and built for his age, he's one of the newest members of the team. he too is covered in mud but he doesn't care. None of them do.
Another lad, Stuart, skinny, 18, the newest recruit who only joined last week, hacks back some spit and fires it out into the showers. It slowly drips down the wall. He's cocky for his age. Just pleased to have men he can have a laugh with. his legs are covered with deep dark hair. Men's legs on a young man's body.
The room is thick with the smell of sweat and that atmosphere of pure testosterone fills the air. This windswept hut of a changing room feels like a salvation for the men. They feel comfortable and at ease.
Tom is the first. Within seconds of arriving in the changing room, his shorts are off, followed by his black briefs. They're in a pile on the floor. He stands and stretches. thick, dark, hairy mud covered legs, a wide hairy chest with round brown circled nipples and a thick beard. His thick, uncut, well used cock hangs over his full hairy ball sack. His wedding ring is the only thing on him. It shines on his thick long finger.
He turns round and the other men have done the same. Naked together. They walk to the showers.
Anyone want to join the team?
Then the team come in. The clip clop of their football boots echoing around the room as they arrive. A mid league football team, amateurs. If I said they were a mixed bunch of men I would be understating it. Ranging in ages from 18 to 40. All of them in shape, but a range of sizes, tall, small, stocky, lanky. A mix of races and ethnicity. The room fills with deep voices and the sound of banter in the only way a men's space can.
All of them caked in mud, some more than others. One of the older members of the group is literally covered. Tom. 6ft, 40 years old, married with a family. Hairy legs splashed dark, from ankles to thick thighs. He lets out a deep laugh as he walks in, responding to banter from one of the other men. This is his space. His free time away from everything - his family, his job. This game and time spent bonding with the other lads is his relaxing time.
Adam, a 19 years old, tall, black lad is laughing too. He scored the goal and is bragging it to the rooftops. tall and built for his age, he's one of the newest members of the team. he too is covered in mud but he doesn't care. None of them do.
Another lad, Stuart, skinny, 18, the newest recruit who only joined last week, hacks back some spit and fires it out into the showers. It slowly drips down the wall. He's cocky for his age. Just pleased to have men he can have a laugh with. his legs are covered with deep dark hair. Men's legs on a young man's body.
The room is thick with the smell of sweat and that atmosphere of pure testosterone fills the air. This windswept hut of a changing room feels like a salvation for the men. They feel comfortable and at ease.
Tom is the first. Within seconds of arriving in the changing room, his shorts are off, followed by his black briefs. They're in a pile on the floor. He stands and stretches. thick, dark, hairy mud covered legs, a wide hairy chest with round brown circled nipples and a thick beard. His thick, uncut, well used cock hangs over his full hairy ball sack. His wedding ring is the only thing on him. It shines on his thick long finger.
He turns round and the other men have done the same. Naked together. They walk to the showers.
Anyone want to join the team?
