A shower, of course!

Trying not to drip the delicious soda coating you now possess on anything important, you bemoan, "Ugh, great, how am I supposed to get cleaned up in time now?"

"I would gladly lick you clean." Denise teasingly posits, prompting a quickening of your heart and a flustered blush, leaving you too embarrassed to respond.

Your delightful bandmate proffers to you a bottle of her favorite shampoo, and you accept it gratefully, acknowledging the gesture, "Whoa, thanks Pearl, I shouldn't be long."

"What in blue blazes would you be thankin' me for?! I threw a soda on you!"

Your crush face-palms and tells her obnoxious teammate, doing her best not to sound exasperated, "He's obviously not talking to you, Pearl, he's talking to Pearl."

"Yeah, but-"

Wanting to hurry things up, Pearl—the gay one—interjects, "I'm taking Sam to the shower room, you know, so he can strip completely naked and scrub himself spotless."

Denise's eyes widen and a mischievous smile stretches across her face, "Ooh~ Can I watch?" she says, with far too much interest and sincerity evident in her voice, "I want to see you naked!" Then, the blonde cowgirl Pearl shouts in agreement, revealing herself as the straight Pearl, "By God, do I ever second that motion!"

"No! Not gonna happen!!" You blurt out, blushing bright red, before pulling your bandmate with you in the direction of the locker room, until she eventually starts matching your steps on the way over.

Pearl breaks from walking alongside you when you stop at the door to the showers, and makes her way to the rehearsal you were unfortunately going to miss. Stepping inside the locker room, you make your way to one of the myriad cubbys and strip swiftly naked, you put your clothes in it but don't bother to shut its door. Taking in the weirdly pleasant sensation of the cool air breezing across every last inch of your nude, wet form—especially your penis—you walk into the nearest stall and activate it.

There wasn't a soul besides you in this empty bathroom; between it's typical use times the area simply went unoccupied, and so you're able to enjoy this necessary ablution in peace, removing from your sexy body everything that made it dirty in a humid haze of delightful hot cascading water.

*Click* *Snicker*

Huh? What was that noise just now? You can barely hear anything over the crashing sounds of hot shower water splashing all over your ****, naked body, but hear it you do; slowly and deliberately, you stop scrubbing and twist around to give the locker room a fastidious scan, you're almost certain there isn't anyone else in here with you, but remain on edge, because if there was... well, best not to think about that.