Kevin Clark felt his face flush red and dick shrivel up with embarrassment as his shorts were yanked down by his own teammates. His hands were tied to the clothes hook above him leaving him in an incredibly vulnerable position. All that kept the secret between his legs being revealed were his boxers. And once his boxers were down, he'd be unable to cover his manhood. He was on the edge of complete humiliation.
He'd be coaching the village's local football team for years now. The team varied in age with him being one of the youngest at 26 years old while some of the older members were in their 50s. It wasn't supposed to be a serious team - just some local lads having a kick about and a few matches against other teams in the area. But Kevin had taken the role of coach more and more seriously with each passing year. Early morning training, shouting at those who missed a session or were late, cutting folk from the team. The other men had had enough. This was meant to be fun but now some young guy was ruining it for everyone. It was time to take him down a peg or two.
And that's how Kevin had ended up here. He'd been giving very harsh "constructive" feedback to the players in the dressing room when suddenly they pounced on him. Before he knew it he had his hands tied up above him and he was unable to escape.
Kevin wriggled and squirmed in his constraints. He had a fairly good muscle definition but his flexing biceps were no good now. He was trapped.
Kevin was an attractive guy. Slight stubble dusted off his handsome face that was topped with light brown curls. He was only 5ft10 but held himself tall. Despite his facial hair he had a boyish face. He was also in good shape and often caught the eye of many local girls. Though very few had had any luck getting him to bed. They all stared wistfully as he ran about the football field, sweaty, muddy but undeniably sexy.
As he stood there trapped he felt his heart rate increase. Despite having one of the better bodies on the team, he felt incredibly self conscious in the changing room. He'd never showered with the guys and always wore loose, shapeless boxers that revealed nothing. His team was soon going to find out why.
"Right, very funny lads but untie me now," he said. He tried to speak in an authoritative tone but his voice cracked with nerves.
"Not so quick with the comments now are you Kev?" said one of the guys. "This team used to be fun, but ever since you've gotten a bit too big for your boots it's been horrible. We've had enough."
"Okay if I promise to be nicer, will you untie me?" pleaded Kevin. There was no hiding his desperation now. Tears were forming in his eyes.
"Oh it's already too late for that" was the last thing Kevin heard before a large pair of hands grabbed his boxers and yanked them down. Kevin gave out a girlish yelp as the cold air hit his junk.
There was a brief moment of silence before the entire room erupted with laughter. Between Kevin's athletic thighs was a teensy tiny nub of a penis. About an inch long and shaftless, it stuck out unable to hang down properly. His balls were equally tiny looking like two marbles in a tiny, shrunken sack. His public hair was trimmed but that only highlighted just how small it was.
Kevin dropped his eyes in shame. He couldn't bare to look at his laughing team mates.
"Not such a big man now are you."
"Christ my sons dick is bigger than that."
