In jr high, I was the big kid in the locker room. I started puberty the summer I turned 11 or so, and got razzed a lot by the boys who hadn't started yet.

In 9th grade PE, I lockered next to Jeff, whose genitals were bigger than mine. He hung about 6" soft, very thick, with an extra-fat head, and low-hanging balls. He was a little kid (about 5'3"), and was embarrassed enough by his dick that he changed as quickly as he could so he didn't have to be naked. He'd pull down his jeans and briefs, then pull up his gym shorts and jock together -- then take off his shirt, and pull on his gym shirt. Jeff would always wrap a towel around his waist walking to and from the shower, and stay under the water just long enough to wet his hair, before he'd quickly walk back and get dressed as quickly as he could.

I was a locker room exhibitionist by then. Jeff's cock had me beat by an inch or so then, but I'd always strut to the showers with a towel around my neck, and take my time getting dressed and undressed.

Jeff and I rowed crew together when we were juniors and seniors. By then, he'd gotten his full height of 6'1", and was a muscular 185 lbs. He'd also gotten used to his dick, (which, unlike the rest of his body, hadn't seemed to grow at all) and he would walk to the showers carrying his towel like the rest of us.