Jason's gaydar was on full alert. There was something going on and he wanted a part of it. Usually the guys that he played ruby with were as straight as could be. Sure there was all the towel snapping stuff, and sometimes pats on butts and stuff, but today was different.
It was as if all these young stallions, most just into their twenties, were high on an excess of energy. It started on the team bus when the guys started singing rude songs and flashing their dicks. Although Jason had seen all their cocks before there was something exciting about seeing a cock like this, just poking out of someone's fly, or sticking out the side of their shorts.
And then at lunch the guys were acting real crazy. It was just as well they were due to have a practice session later and no alcohol was available, otherwise they might have gone completely crazy. As it was someone started a food fight and when Jason saw Mark stuff a cream donut down Ethan's shorts and spread it around good he just about creamed his own shorts. What the hell was with the guys today, and how was he going to cope with the showers?
It started to rain halfway through the practice session. The guys were soon totally covered in mud. Jason just about drooled at the sight of all those juicy cocks and firm, tight butts on display. It was as if their toned buff bodies were coming right through the wet, clinging cloth! If there was one thing that turned him on it was the sight of a fit, fresh guy all covered in mud. He was only aware that he had sprung a hard on when Tom grabbed hold of it.
'Hey fellas, look at this.' Tom yelled.
Greg was the first one to come over. With one quick movement he had Jason's shorts and jockstrap down around his knees. Jason tried to cover his massive hard on with his hands but Barry just pulled them away. The guys all pounced on him and pushed his down into the mud. They rolled him around until he was totally covered and the feel of that slithery mud on his cock and balls just made Jason's prick even stiffer, if that was possible.
Tom pushed Jason onto his back and straddled his chest. He whipped out his short, fat cock and held it an inch from Jason's mouth. It was so close Jason could smell that man sausage and he wanted it real bad. He gulped, unsure what to do. He didn't want them calling him names but he wanted that cock real bad.
Fortunately Tom brushed his cock head against Jason's lips. A soft gasp was heard and then there was silence. Jason's lips parted of their own accord and that fat juicy cock fell into his mouth. He nursed on it greedily, stroking his own raging cock at the same time. Oh, what sheer bliss this was. Soon another hard cock was rubbing over his forehead, across his eyelids and over the bridge of his nose.
