Overview

a straight guy, I’m not supposed to check out my teammates in the shower.

But I do. After every swim practice.

I tell myself it’s just curiosity. No harm in looking. These guys are all fit, well-built athletes. It feels normal to admire that.

And sure, sometimes my mind wanders. If I were into dudes, I’d want them to bend me over the locker room bench one after the other, shoving their thick, dripping slabs of meat into my tight little hole.

If I were into dudes, I said. Which I’m not.