Heather Plays Hockey
by tiger_kitten_2025 

Chapter 7 - Junior League - Middle of 2nd Year

As promising as the team had looked, both in practices and at the tournament, they lost their first game. Each player felt personally responsible for the loss. They all thought they deserved a sanction and explained their individual failures. The coach was impressed with how self-reflective of their performance they were. They were internalizing all the things he'd been teaching them. Even if the execution didn't happen this time, they knew exactly what they should have done different.

The team agreed they all deserved and wished to receive a sanction. As they tried to decide on a group spanking or something to do with ice, Jeremy said "you know, even though we know better we played like we were 11 years old again on the pee wee league. Maybe we should all be back in diapers.". His idea wasn't without merit but it would be logistically difficult. Heather said "I have an easier idea to pull off. Since we played like little boys.....and a little girl, we should look like them. We should all shave our big-girl....and big-boy hair off." She hinted with a raised eyebrow towards her own crotch. They all got the hint. They all immediately agreed. Timmy said "along with before and after photos for the notebook." It was another great idea. All ten kids were relentless at convincing the coach to take the pictures until he agreed. The ten 14 year olds took off all their clothes for a team photo, with each set of genitals adorned with hair and each face with a big smile.

Then the team hit the showers after collecting the handful of Gillette razors the coach had gotten in a complimentary Proctor & Gamble 'Team Hygene' kit. It had razors, shaving cream, shampoo, soap, deodorant, and more all from P&G brands. Every team in the league had gotten one. In the shower the ten kids quickly realized they had no idea how to shave their pubes and they were more than a little scared about getting cuts on their junk.

Heather had been shaving her legs and underarms for at least a few months. In a move that showed again why she deserved to be team captain she said "ok guts. I kinda know how to shave let me show you then we can pair off and help each other. I think it will be easier to shave someone else than to do our own". The guys shrugged in general approval. She said "Doug, can I use you as my demonstration model?" He said "uh..yeah
..ok".

Heather knelt down and Doug stepped so his dick was near her face. His flaccid appendage started to get hard as his mind caught up to the situation. Heather said "good idea. That will keep it out of the way". He just nodded as if it had been a voluntary thing he decided to do. Heather began to describe what she was doing as she rubbed shaving cream above Doug's penis and then on his balls. If he hadn't have jacked off before practice he probably would have lost it. Then she very carefully and delicately began to swipe the razor in the direction of hair growth, painlessly removing his pubes. She had never shaved a scrotum, but it was close enough to shaving a knee that it went flawlessly. Doug rinsed and showed his boy parts were bald.

Heather said "see? Pretty easy. You guys do each other. Doug will help me since it's a more difficult to reach place than my legs.". None of the boys argued or worried about seeming gay. They all really liked the bond they had as a team trusted Heather's guidance. The coach watched in amazement as eight of his players took turns shaving each other's groins. Back in his time this would have been unthinkable. He would have thought that they wouldn't have wanted to touch another guy's penis or nuts, but they didn't balk at all.

Most of the coach's attention was on Doug shaving Heather. Because girls' anatomy doesn't cone off the front like a boy's, they found it easier if Heather leaned back deeply against the shower wall with her legs wide apart. Doug showed her the same gentle care she'd shown him as he rubbed shaving cream on and around her vulva. Heather made an interesting expre as Doug swiped the blade across her sensitive parts. He had to stretch her labia out a little with his fingers to really be able to get all of her intimate hair. Doug didn't get too crazy touching Heather between her legs, but it might have been slightly more than necessary. The coach didn't really blame him.

About 20 minutes later the players were all done showering. The coach needed much less convincing to take the second picture. It was very reminiscent of the first group naked photo he had taken of them at his house. Everyone got into the same spot as the 'with hair' photo. Comparing the two pictures taken only a half hour apart made it interesting to flip back and forth. The pictures went in the How to Play Hockey notebook.

The next several games were a streak of wins. Nobody could say with 100% certainty that it was due to the sanction, but for two weeks it was on their mind a lot. The coach got a chuckle as the team figured out how badly it itched when pubes grew back. They were all scratching and lotioning in the locket room let alone the itching that happened at home or school. The team was back on track.

While the win rate change was what everyone else was talking about, the coach was witnessing some other developments with the team. That is, things other than their newly re-grown pubic hair. The boys' voices were cracking a lot. It had happened occasionally before but it was all nine of them all the time now. The coach remembered when his voice cracked, his cousins and uncles would make fun of him. He was glad to see Heather did not make fun of her teammates. If somebody was explaining a play and their voice cracked, they'd freeze up. Heather was good about giving them a pat on the back and just saying "it's fine. So...back to this cool play idea...". It helped the guys retain their self-confidence at an age where the coach had lost his.

This level of caring about each other and understanding how their bodies were changed carried over after practice. This was primarily during showertime, which the team strongly felt kept the team cohesive and helped them get wins. Heather, taking her leadership role seriously, was the one to initiate a new dynamic. It wasn't difficult to see when the boys were aroused. There were three to nine boners in the showers on any given day. Heather also remembered about what she learned in the hotel room. She said "can I ask you guys something personal? Do you all go home after practice and....jerk off?" Timmy shrugged and said "uh...yeah pretty much" to which the others nodded in agreement. Henry said "why do you want to know?" Heather said "I can't help but notice that you guys have to jam those things back into pants. It looks unpleasant. Jeremy showed me how you boys do it. If you wanted to do it here in the shower it won't bother me." None of them spoke up. It would feel weird jacking off with other guys in there too. She said "and Jeremy said it's easier if you have a girl to look at. I'm right here. I don't care if you gawk. You've all seen everything like 1000 times". Timmy said "ok...maybe".

Heather sensed their hesitation. She said "for anyone who cares, I am closing my eyes for a few minutes while I wash my hair". She began to lather, facing the boys with her eyes closed. She heard some splashy noises, heavy breathing, and eventually grunts. Heather didn't see it but the coach saw nine naked boys stroking their hard dick while leering at Heather's wet, naked, sudsy body. He hoped the cum wouldn't clog the drain. He knew this was more sexually explicit than what he's witnessed before, but the kids only touched themselves and everyone was a willing participant. As they were changing after the shower Heather noticed nine small flaccid penises easily slipping into underwear. The boys seemed more relaxed.

The wins kept racking up over the next weeks. The boys got less shy about masturbating, both in front of each other and in front of Heather. It was a biological need like eating and it became similar to sitting down for a team meal. The boys seemed to be able to sexualize Heather in the shower while they stared at her and stroked themselves off, but treated her like just one of the guys at other times. Heather got accustomed to seeing her nine teammates making themselves jizz. It gave her butterflies in her tummy.