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College boy's locker room nightmare

Christian was a college sophomore who was a former member of the varsity swim team at his D1 school. He had decided to quit the team in early December, mainly because his love for the sport had slowly dwindled and the 20 hour a week time commitment was a lot to ask anyone to do if they didn’t love it anymore. Although he remained friends with the team and still hung out with them all on a regular basis, it was simply time for him to move on. When he went home over Christmas break after quitting the team, he decided to get himself his first tattoo to symbolize his new life without being an athlete. Christian knew that his highly conservative parents would never approve of the tattoo of a bald eagle, which he got on his shoulder, so he had kept it hidden from them. When Christian arrived back on campus after his 5 week break at home, he decided that he wanted to commit to lifting weights on a regular basis to both stay in shape and try to gain weight. Being a swimmer for his entire life did not help his naturally slim build. At 5’11’, Christian still only weighed 135 pounds. He knew that he had abs and muscles, however he felt as though the only reason they were so apparent was because he was skinny. With a new goal of gaining muscle mass, Christian began hitting the gym 5 days a week and started a regimented program of protein powder. Although Christian was no longer a member of the swim team, he still had the numerical door code to the varsity locker room and couldn’t resist ...

... from using it whenever he finished working out at the gym. He knew that he was not supposed to use the team’s locker room, since he was no longer a member, however what harm would it cause anyone when they were not there? Besides, it gave him privacy from everyone else who was in the “common area” of the locker room. One evening after working out, Christian decided to go for a quick swim for old time’s sake to loosen up after a good lift. He broke out his old speedo and swam for a short 15 minutes before heading to the locker room. He was not in the locker room one minute before he heard someone on the other side of the door punching in the door code. Christian couldn’t help but immediately feel nervous, since he was not supposed to be in the varsity locker room. For the life of him he couldn’t think of anyone who would be entering the locker room at this time in the evening, three hours after the team had finished their practice. Before he could move, the door flung opened and a tall, white man with dark hair and a trimmed beard walked into the room. The man immediately looked at Christian and asked “Who are you? What are you doing in here? The team left hours ago.” Christian quickly replied with a slight lie “My name is Christian, I’m a swimmer who just finished working out and am getting changed, who are you?” “My name is Jason, I am the custodian who works the night shift. I’ve never seen an athlete in here this late. Usually the coaches like to get out of here earlier to ...