John thought about all the times that he had to be satisfied with pleasuring himself. He didn't have to settle for that any more, but he couldn't put the judgement of the one girl in the locker room out of his mind. Wouldn't it be nice for the girls in the locker room to watch him stroke his cock, in rapt fascination? For them to feel lust at the thought of him ejaculating while watching them shower? And why stop at just the girls here?
With a thought, he gave every woman in the world a latent voyeuristic streak: every one of them would enjoy watching him masturbate --- or engage in any sexual activity. They would be irresistably aroused by anything sexual that he did, and would unconsciously find his naked body arousing. He decided that men would simply ignore anything sexual that he did, chalking it up as normal acceptable behaviour. For good measure, he decided they would also accept as normal anything sexual that women did when they were watching him.
He looked to the girl who had been watching him with interest before, and smiled warmly as he stroked his cock in her direction. She looked up to his eyes and smiled bashfully, but quickly glanced back down at his rigid member. He looked pointedly at the girl who had scowled at him before, and was gratified to see her unsuccessfully trying to avert her eyes.
Feeling more confident, he turned around to bring his erect manhood in full view of everyone in the shower, and grasped it by the head. He heard a few feminine gasps: letting his eyes wander, he noticed that he had the attention of nearly every girl in the shower --- all of them staring intently at his cockhead, as he held it in his fist. As he stroked it up and down, several girls shifted their positions uncomfortably. One redhead was unconsciously lathering her breasts; a blonde had let her hands drift to her shaved pussy, and was playing with herself as she showered.
John's eyes came to rest on a sexy brunette. He turned to face her, his penis pointing angrily in her direction. She noticed, and looked up to meet his eyes: her facial expression was one of surprised lust. Her hand dove down to her bush as John pointedly rubbed his cock in her direction. She gasped as she started frantically frigging her cunt, excited by the thought of him getting off looking at her sexy body. John started jacking off faster, and she moaned out loud at the thought of him masturbating while watching her get off.
John revelled in the rapt, lustful attention of the females gazing at his body. It felt so good --- like a vindication. He thought about what he wanted to do next. |