His fingers have pruned, his knees have the one inch tile pattern of the floor embedded into the skin. He has been here, in the shower, for the past four hours, since practice ended. However, this is his first moment alone. His first chance to stop and think about what just happened. To understand the change his life just took. He feels his teammates jizz dripping from his well fucked ass as he realizes that he is now a cum dump. He can still taste his fellow football players cocks. He remembers each one of the stepping up and shoving their cocks into his ass, he remembers how good it felt to be used by these men. As he stands there, alone, with the spray of the water washing away the external traces of his use, he feels complete for the first time in his life. He understands that up until now he was missing something, something he now needs.

So, instead of heading out to the locker room, getting dressed and heading home, he stays there, letting the water run over his naked body. He waits. His own cock hard and dripping. He understands that if he stays there, he will feel full and complete again soon. He knows the wrestling team’s practice will be ending soon.