Willy was in a daze. “Huh?” was all he could say. The hands rolled him onto his back. He just looked from one smiling face to another.
“Don’t worry, dude,” the guy closest to him said. “Coach got all of us the same damn way.”
“Huh?”
“Yeah!” the guy said. “Right here in the locker room, just like you.”
“You mean…?” Willy’s eyes started to focus.
“Oh yeah. We all like jumpin’ on Coach’s dick,” the guy said. “We all hid last Friday and watched you suckin’ and fuckin’ away, dude. It was great!”
“Sure was, dude,” another voice said. “I came twice just watchin’ ya!”
“I wished I coulda took a picture,” still another guy said.
“Ooooh shit!” Willy moaned, as much from relief as anything else. He visibly relaxed while the guys pulled his legs apart. He looked down his body as one of the guys got between his legs and took hold of his now incredibly soft dick. The guy looked at Willy, said, “Welcome aboard, dude!” then leaned down and sucked Willy’s dick up into his mouth.
Willy couldn’t talk. He could only smile and moan. He felt the hands all slide under him. He felt himself being lifted up off the floor while the guy kept right on sucking his dick, which was waking up, now that it felt safe. The guys grabbed Willy’s arms, legs, back, and butt, picked him up off the floor, and they all started walking together, carrying Willy with them. The guy between his legs walked with them and kept right on sucking away.
Coach was already in the shower and had turned on all the shower heads. Willy was carried in amid laughter and more compliments. The guys lowered him down and laid him on the floor. While the water streamed all over all of them, they started working Willy over. Someone else started sucking on his dick and some other guy filled Willy’s mouth with a hard dick. Other guys were licking and sucking on his nipples and his balls and his toes. Those guys who couldn’t find room on Willy’s body went at it with each other. Some of them grabbed Coach and soon had him on the floor right next to Willy. Both Willy and Coach spread their legs and someone started eating their butts.
Willy didn’t even try to count. All he knew was that his mouth and ass were constantly filled with dick. The guys were taking turns with him, and Willy was only hoping he’d get a chance to take them all. There were a few moments here and there when neither he nor Coach had a dick in their mouths, and so they turned toward each other and kissed while they both got royally fucked by several soccer studs in the shower. No one would have been able to tell how much steam was coming from the hot water of the shower, and how much was coming from all those hot bods, but the guys fucking in the shower didn’t notice or care.
The entire shower was filled with naked bodies: undulating, humping, fucking, sucking, licking, kissing, young bodies. Legs were up in the air and cocks were between them. Now and then a load of cum would fly through the air. Seems like everyone fucked someone and got fucked by someone else. Some of the guys just shot their loads as they lay. Others turned toward whoever was beside them and shot in his mouth. After a while, all the bodies were on the floor making out with each other. Slowly, they started standing up, rinsing off, and moving on to their lockers and towels. Willy and Coach were the last two left in the shower, and made out with each other until the other guys hollered at them to get out before their whole bodies wound up as wrinkled as their dicks.
The rest of the semester was a breeze for Willy. Practice was more fun than it ever was in high school. He spent hours on the phone with Brian as they told each other what they’d been up to and who they’d been up in. All through the fall they had their fun at school, and shared their fun on the phone. They never forgot about each other, but when they got together back home for the semester break, they did forget all about college!
THE END