This is the first in what I hope to be a multi-part series. Please let me know your thoughts in the comments. If people like this one, I hope to publish at least once a week.
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The whistle blew, signaling the end of practice.
"Huddle up everyone," Coach Alex yelled out, waving all the soccer players to join him at the center of the field. It was 6pm on a hot, August day, one week before classes would start for Fall semester at a small liberal arts college in central Iowa.
Jake, a college senior, was the first player to reach the huddle.
"Nice practice, Alex. Or should I say, Coach Alex?" Jake smiled as he teased his buddy.
Alex had been a senior on the team two years ago when Jake was a sophomore, and they'd been good buddies ever since. After Alex graduated, he spent a year playing soccer in the minor leagues but with no prospects for professional playing, so he had decided to go back and coach his college team when he heard that the previous coach was retiring. This was his first practice as coach.
As the rest of the squad arrived, they pulled off their shirts to cool down from the summer heat, glistening with sweat from a long training session.
"Excellent first practice everyone," Coach Alex encouraged the team. "I know I pushed you guys hard today, but I gotta show you who's boss around here, right?" He laughed jocularly, teasing his friends and trying to be friendly to the new players.
"Let's all hit the showers and grab some dinner, okay?"
It was team tradition to wash up after practice each day and then go to the college dining hall to eat a huge meal together in hopes of bulking up for the season. Jake was excited to catch up with all his buddies again and hear about their summer vacations, internships, and off-season training routines. As the team hustled to the locker room, Alex pulled Jake aside.
"Hey man, quick question," Alex began to ask Jake casually, "do you think it'd be weird if I showered with you guys? I'm basically your age, and we've all seen each other naked before anyway."
"Not weird at all, Alex. You're essentially part of the team." Jake was being honest. Alex was easily the coolest guy he'd ever played with, so him joining the team rituals wouldn't be uncomfortable in the slightest. He had just been on the team a few years prior, after all.
They arrived at the team's private locker room, a fantastic perk of attending a small college with a large endowment. Of course, the space was relatively small, with just two rows of lockers, an office for the coach, and a gang-style shower with 6 huge showerheads for the guys to crowd around as they rinsed off.
Jake stripped off his soccer cleats, gym shorts, and penny jersey to the floor as he headed to the shower, knowingly showing off his newly defined abs, pecs, and shoulders. He had spent the entire summer strength training, hoping to improve his performance and make team captain. Of course, he knew it would also help him on the dating front too, being a gay dude at a college full of attractive, sexually active guys.
The second he arrived at the showers though, he realized he had been upstaged by Alex. Despite all of Jake's own gains from the summer, he had nothing on their new coach. Alex was ripped from head to toe, his year of training obviously building out his physique. He was about 5'11'', which short blonde hair and almost no body hair. What was once a stocky frame was now completely filled out with muscle. His abs were perfectly defined, his pecs rounded and firm, and his ass tight and high. He had shaved his pubes, making his dick seem large even though it was soft.
"Fuck Alex," said Eric, another senior on the team, "a year away has really been good to you!"
Alex smirked, aware of the stares from his players.
"Happy to be an inspiration to you all," he joked back.
It was a good thing that Jake was already out to the team, because he began to spring a hard-on as he continued to watch Alex in the buff. Looking around, clearly a few other guys felt the same way - even some of the straight ones. Alex was a god among men, albeit, a group of very in-shape college jocks.
As they wrapped up, Jake threw on his towel and walked back to his locker to change. But suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey Jake," said Coach Alex in his towel, "hold up for a second. I need to ask you something before dinner."
"Sure man, let me just change and we can chat."
"Oh, don't worry about that. It'll just take a second and then we can go join the guys." Alex motioned Jake into his office, who went in without a second thought.
Alex closed the door behind him, but left the blinds to the windows to the rest of the locker room open. He then showed Jake a seat, as he sat down in the chair behind the desk.
"First off, I wanted to say that I was impressed by your performance during practice today. You've obviously grown a lot since I last played with you on the team. So good work."
"Thanks, Coach," said Jake, seeing where this was going.
