Flash Fiction – 10/21/2015

Locker room

“Oh. My. Lord.”

I sat down, not trusting my legs. With only a towel in my hands, I tried to think if I could do what they asked on the note they had left, together with a bottle of oil by my clothes. Each team had a different ritual to initiate the newbies, but this was fucking embarrassing. They were my mates now, we needed to have each others’ backs in the field, but fuck them.

Before I could think about it, I oiled my whole body, jerked myself until my cock dripped and walked naked towards the locker room.

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