"Nice practice everyone!" Coach shouted to the team, beckoning them in for a post-scrimmage huddle.
It was an unusually warm Friday evening in early October. Coach Alex had purposefully planned a relaxed practice to ensure the team wasn't worn out for their second game of the season, scheduled for the next morning. Still, he wanted to ensure they were in tip-top shape, so he had them run through lots of passing and combination drills to get them communicating and coordinating well.
"If you play like that tomorrow, we'll be sure to win!" The guys smiled, knowing Coach Alex was right. After running over some logistics for the next day and some other brief announcements, Coach turned the practice over to Jake, the team captain.
"Thanks, Coach. No announcements from me today, other than to ask that we don't party too hard tonight," he said with a knowing wink. "Other than that, see you tomorrow!"
With that, practice was officially over and the athletes started to grab their water bottles and head back inside to the locker rooms. As they began to walk, Jake motioned back to two of his fellow seniors on the squad, Eric and Ian.
"Hey guys, wanna stay out here a bit and have some beer?" Jake pulled open his backpack, which contained two six-packs of a local IPA.
"Hell yeah, man," Eric replied for both he and Ian as they grabbed their first beers each and sat down in a tight circle on the turf.
"So what's the occasion?" asked Ian as he began to take relaxed sips from his can.
"Nothing really. I figured the weather was good and I had to keep my star players happy," Jake said with a laugh.
It truly was a perfect evening to sit outside with friends. The sun was about to set, making the sky a beautiful mix of blue, orange, and pink. It was still warm enough out that they could take their shirts off and feel comfortable, enjoying the opportunity to cool down a little after their practice.
In just their soccer cleats and fitted shorts, Jake admired Eric and Ian's glistening bodies. At the prime of their college athletic careers, they were all nicely toned and tanned. This is certainly part of the reason he invited them to stay out for beers. Eric was the tallest of the three at 6'2", with a skinny and hairless frame that allowed an impressive 8-pack to clearly shine through. Ian had the physique of a more traditional jock, with a sturdy, muscled frame, trimmed stubble on his face, and shoulder-length brown hair that swayed gently in the evening breeze. Luckily, Jake didn't have to feel self-conscious in their presence. He was quite fit himself, with hard pecs and taut abs that had just been starting to become completely defined from the early season practices.
As they caught up on the last week of classes and social drama, the conversation turned to their game the next day.
"This is certainly going to be a tough one tomorrow," Eric said with a look of concern. "They're the top team in our conference."
"For sure. I'm worried that after our last win, some of the younger guys might be getting cocky," Jake added.
"Honestly, man." Ian said in agreement. "Maybe we should have had another fuckfest tonight!" Ian was referring to exactly a week before when Jake had fucked Coach Alex in the locker room after practice, which ultimately led to a massive team orgy. It had been a wild night, but the team had performed better than imaginable at their game the next day.
"No joke, that was pretty fun to get sucked off by Alex" Eric said with a laugh. "And I'm straight!"
Ian nodded in agreement. "Me too, and my dick still gets hard every time I see him!" As he said it, Ian playfully grabbed his crotch, simulating stroking it through his shorts. His erect dick was clearly visible through the fitted shorts, making Jake and Eric laugh loudly at his lewdness.
"I didn't want to be the first to say it, but I'm in the same boat, Ian," Eric said as he pulled the elastic waistband of his shorts down, whipping out his fully hard cock. He laughed at himself, knowing how ridiculous they all looked half-naked in public on the soccer field.
Even though Jake had seen Eric's dick before, it still surprised him. It was a solid 8 inches long, protruded from a completely groin. Matching his lean frame, Eric's dick was somewhat skinny, a usually undesirable quality but one that nonetheless made it appear longer, like a tall flagpole. Long, dark veins ran up and down the shaft, leading to a tall pink head.
"Man, put that thing away," Ian said only half-seriously. "It's still light out and people could easily see."
"So let 'em!" Eric was almost toxically masculine and a little tipsy already from the beer, clearly not worried about being caught for his exhibitionism. Luckily for him, Jake came to his defense.
"Come on, Ian, it's not like we haven't seen it before. Plus, it's obvious we're all pretty horny." Jake pointed to his and Ian's shorts, which were both visibly tenting from the sex talk.
Before Ian could object, Eric took it even one step further.
"I mean, doesn't the thought of fucking Coach's ass make you just
