“Thanks Roger! that is certainly a fantastic way to start the day!” Stephen smiled at his mate.
“I couldn’t resist it I always wake up with a hard-on and thinking about yesterday made me want another wank and I thought I would take another close look at your cock and make sure that we both got a good start to the day.”
“Well Rog, anytime you like just do it again.”
Both boys went downstairs to get some breakfast.
Stephen’s Mum was already downstairs busy doing something and the boys got their own cereals. It was a dull day with rain forecast to go through until 18:00 hours that night. Stephen’s Mum said that she would stay for lunch at the club and then she needed to go out to do some shopping. She confirmed that they boys would be happy to stay in the club and use the swimming and other leisure facilities and she would come and collect them at about 4 o’clock.
She phoned the club and arranged for the boys to have some squash coaching first thing and she then booked a court for them to play on afterwards. She was always amazed at how much energy young boys have.
The squash training was hard but very useful the professional who was instructing the boys used to play for the country. After the training they went to the café and got a cold drink and watched some games on the squash courts for an hour before their court was ready.
Their match was a hard game and they pushed each other to the limit and came off court exhausted and went to the showers.
The showers were communal pretty much the same sort of layout as they would have at school in other words not much privacy once you were inside the Men’s changing area.
Because the weather was bad there were quite a few families at the club and quite a few other children. Because it was approaching lunch the swimming pool was emptying and there were about 6 or 7 other children in the showers ranging from 8 years old to 15 years old. Roger said hello to the 15 year old as someone he recognised from a Rugby club he went to. I recognised 3 of the other boys as I saw them fairly frequently at the club. The other boys were probably day guests.
Stephen and Roger sat on a changing bench looking around them, sweat dripping off their faces and soaking into their sport kits.
Stephen noticed a man sitting who it appeared had already showered and he was watching the boys in the shower.
There was another man in the showers and he was washing his feet, he was bent down with a foot in the air and Stephen could see that he was now at crutch height for looking at a little boy at the side of him. He was about 9 years old and was totally comfortable with being nude, he had a nine year old erection, about 3 inches long with a little red tipped foreskin hanging over the end. When the man stood up he started to wash his penis and bottom and he turned to face the boy so that the boy could see him pull his foreskin back and wash his knob. The little boy paid close attention to what was going on and started to wash his own. He started to pull the foreskin back and although the end seemed to be more than big enough for the glans to pop out the skin didn’t want to slide back, it was as if it was joined to the knob in some way. It obviously caused considerable discomfort to the little boy who decided against trying that again. The man’s dick was now semi hard and he was washing his balls. Another one of the boys started watching him and poked his mate to have a look. The man was obviously enjoying this, he had a small captive audience watching his prick get harder and with the exception of the 15 year old his prick was much bigger that the other boys.
It was now standing out from his body and 6 inches long. The foreskin was now fully retracted. The 15 year old boy got his towel and walked out of the showers, he looked at the man and said “Faggot” as he passed him and went to get dried off.
The man sitting on the changing bench had his hand underneath his towel and Stephen noticed that he was slowly moving his hand which must have been on his prick.
The man in the showers had obviously decided that having being called a Faggot enough was enough and ended the show to the young boys by washing off the soap and putting his towel around him went to the toilets. The man sitting on the bench also put his towel around him and went to the toilets.
Roger and Stephen could hear the young boys talking about how big the man’s prick was and they were gesticulating and demonstrating the size of his dick and laughing. They eventually left and Stephen and Roger got undressed. “I need a piss” said Roger “So do I” said Stephen and they both went to the toilets.
Both cubicles were occupied and as the boys let go their urine they could here heavy breathing coming from the cubicles. Roger and Stephen looked at each other and Roger motioned with his hand that they were wanking. We both laughed and as we left Roger said “they’re both wankers!” and we left giggling.
We got into the showers and quickly washed as it was time to join Wendy for lunch.
They handed in their towels at the reception and went to café. “Hello Mrs Bains” said Roger “Hi Mum” said Stephen. Roger looked at Mrs Bains, she was a good looking woman and wore clothes which accentuated her breasts and hour glass figure. “Hello Boys, have you had a good time?”
They both recounted their game with excitement whilst they were eating. Wendy told Roger about the yoga classes she did and she had also had a manicure and pedicure. As they were talking Roger nudged Stephen and pointed out one of the two men who were wanking in the toilet, it was the one who was exhibiting his prick to the young boys. They giggled and Wendy turned around to see who they were giggling about. She asked what was so funny “Oh nothing” came the reply.
After they had finished their lunch, Wendy sat talking for quite a while with some other friends and the boys went to watch some other squash games from the viewing gallery. Wendy walked over to them and said that she was off shopping and would be back at 4 o’clock to pick us up. An hour after lunch the boys went down to the reception area again and collected some towels and went to the changing rooms to get changed into their swimming trunks. Roger had borrowed a pair of Stephen Speedo trunks whilst Stephen was wearing some short type trunks.
Stephen looked at Roger in the trunks “Hey Rog, do you want to swap only those trunks seem a little tight on you.” They showed the outline of his 12 year old boy cock very well, they clung tightly to his frame. Roger’s soft boy cock was 3 ½ inches long and the ridge of the glans could be seen pressing against the material. Although they were low cut Speedos there was no visible sign of hair coming from his cock.
“Thanks Steve but I think it’ll be OK, there was almost no one in the pool when I looked in as we past.” Unless there was a squash match on with another club then Saturday afternoons was generally quiet in the club.
Both boys were excellent swimmers and had a number of races and then got into the Jacuzzi for a while. “Hey Rog, do you get the bubbles to blow around your cock and balls?”