he slipped into the steamy shower area and let the towel drop to the white tile floor a few feet away from the shower head near the back corner.

     With a rusty squeak, the showerhead opened, releasing a stream of warm water against his perspired form. Relaxing, soothing..  a wave of relief came over his worked and slightly aching muscles, as droplets of warm water quickly began sliding down his skin, racing along each contour of muscle down his back, arms and torso. Those same erotic thoughts of Coach Grey still lingered on his mind, and being in a shower completely nude wasn't really helping. Running his fingers along himself with soapy palms, tracing across each wet nipple and then moving down along his stomach, he eventually allowed his touch to brush against that semi-erect member. The tip was so sensitive.. just the slightest touch, and it would twitch into full attention. And that sort of self-coaxing coupled with dirty thoughts needed to be attended to right away.
    
     Without even looking around to make sure it was safe, Alex again allowed his soapy hand to run down his stomach, then watched as his fingers gently wrapped around his hardening cock. For a moment, his eyes fluttered shut as his own grasp around that soap-covered cock began gently stroking it into full erection. A gentle breath escaped parted lips as he slowly stared down at the sight of his hand jerking himself off, and watched drops of water wash away some of the bubbles to expose his long, glistening shaft twitching in excitement from the dirty thoughts and blood rushing that fueled this raging hard-on. His thumb stroked over the rim of the tip just once, and his entire body quivered.. enjoying that sensitive twitch. Taking a little bite of his lower lip, his head gently lolled back, eyes fluttering shut once more as his hand grasped harder, stroking on that moist, stiff dick of his back and forth.. water rolling off each inch as he let out a groan, already feeling himself ready to blow.

Being so caught up in his own pleasure, Alex hadn't even noticed the figure that had quietly appeared behind him.

     Alex could hear himself groaning and whimpering, feeling that intense load of sticky substance pushing right at the tip of the head, so very read to burst.. though almost immediately, it had come to a stop. A frightened gasp escaped his lips as his eyes flew open, snapping out of his erotic trance, and that very close climax retreating as he felt someone's strong grip on his shoulders. Fear struck him from head to toe though for some reason, his erection remained as hard as ever. He couldn't even find his voice to scream.. nor could he even have the urge to turn around and see whom it was. He then felt a hand slip off his shoulder and slowly slide its way to the center of his back. Then very slowly, glided upwards, sending a chill down his spine before feeling those same fingers firmly grasp the back of his neck.

     "You can scream if you want.. no one'll hear you anyway.. it'll just be fuckin' music to my ears..."

     It was then that Alex's ears perked and his head shifted upward a bit. The voice was a rather gruff tone.. obviously a very dominant person. It was a tone that was all too familiar after being on the team for so long, and without even turning, he