Black Friday
- Branden J Johnson
- Nov 24, 2023
- 2 min read
*I never consented to nor engaged in the following treatment and sexual harassment.*
I am a Christian man; once before, a Christian boy.
I was a faithful member of FCA (Fellowship of Christian Athletes).
I never had sexual relations with anyone in my high school.
At all.
I was there for educational and business purposes… strictly.
Now, did I joke around from time to time, yes; however, sexual jokes are not a part of my repertoire.
Considering the above, I have no idea why teammates thought it was appropriate to sexually harass me in the locker room.
I am heterosexual, strictly.
I understand, I am the best player on the football team.
That doesn’t mean I’m tryna fuck my teammates.
I see them on weird shit, so I am always in and out.
🚨Sexual Harassment Alert🚨
I hang my helmet in the locker.
I take off my shoulder pads and place them upside down on top of the locker to air out.
I take my shirt off to put on my school shirt.
I couldn’t wear the shirt under my football pads because it was drenched in sweat from top to bottom.
I quickly take off my football pants.
Leave my compression shorts on.
And just put my school pants right on over the compression shorts.
I hear a commotion behind me.
I guessed it was some “We act gay to show that we aren’t gay” bs, but you never know with these people…
I take a second to sit down in my locker to rest.
My body feels like it is falling a part.
I just need to rest for a minute.
To the left corner, there is someone butt ass naked…
-Not even interested in putting clothes on-
… With a sock on his dick, twirling it around like a sexual predator.
I try to look anywhere but his direction… and to my right…
A damn near Congo line of naked Why’te dudes slapping asses and pullin dicks n shit.
At this point, I don’t even give a fuck about being tired anymore.
I just silently walk out of the locker room and begin my traffic filled journey back home.

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