"Okay guys, huddle up!" Coach Alex beckoned over the soccer players to the center of the field, starting practice. It was a beautiful Autumn afternoon, the leaves bright orange, red, and yellow and beginning to fall from the trees. Although the temperature was only in the mid 50s, it felt much warmer with the sun beating down. Nearly all of the players were shirtless and wearing just their fitted shorts, mid-calf socks and shoes, hoping to catch all the vitamin D they could get before the cold winter sun set in.
"You guys know the drill for Wednesday practice," said Alex as the team groaned. Wednesdays were cardio day, when practice largely consisted of running exercises and sprints. "Since it's so nice out today, we're just going to pair off and do long runs for all of practice. Grab a partner and head out!"
Jake noticed the annoyed faces on most of his teammates as they started to pair up. Most of these guys hated cardio days, preferring instead to weightlift or practice drills. He, on the other hand, enjoyed cardio probably more than anyone else. Despite being quite muscular, his lean frame made cardio relatively easy for him. Plus, the usual sight of his sweaty teammates always was fun. Looking around, Jake noticed his teammate Dylan without a partner.
"Hey man, want to head out together?"
Dylan looked pleasantly surprised to be asked by Jake. A freshman on the team, Dylan always seemed a bit out of place. A little socially awkward, he was still warming up to the guys on the college soccer team. Jake always thought he was cute, though, in a slightly twinky way. At 6'2", he was skinny and boyish, with soft blue eyes, short blonde hair, and bald everywhere else. His height made his soccer shorts look tiny, like the shorts that cross-country runners wear. All of his awkwardness clearly made him particularly honored to be asked by the team captain to run together.
"Sure thing man, I feel like we'll keep a similar pace. Where should we go?"
"Let's take the southern trails. It should be quieter over there with lots of fall foliage," Jake responded. After taking a few moments to ensure their laces were tied tightly, they began their run in a moderate jog.
The two of them were a little quiet at first as they settled into a faster pace. As they got deeper into the trails, they quickly became surrounded by the towering forest. Surprisingly, none of their other teammates were in sight or sound, making the run feel private and casual. After a few minutes, Jake broke the silence.
"So how's your first year on the team going so far, Dylan? Think you've gotten to know everyone?"
"Yeah man, I've been slowly getting there. I'm sure you've noticed, but I can take a while to open up." Dylan was breathing heavy, pausing between sentences to catch his breath. Jake noticed as tiny beads of sweat formed on Dylan's tanned skin. "Everyone has been really cool though. I didn't think we'd all be this close after just a few months of practice," he said with a smile.
"I'm glad, dude," Jake responded. "And if you think we're close after playing for a few months, wait until you're a senior - You'll feel like these guys are your brothers!"
Dylan laughed, nodding his head in agreement. "I can believe it. But to be honest, I don't feel like brothers often fuck their coach together," he replied with a smirk. He was of course referring to the team orgy a few weeks back, when all the guys had fucked Alex after practice.
"Well, I guess not," said Jake, patting Dylan on the ass playfully as they continued running side-by-side. "But wasn't it fun?" The two of them made eye contact, reminiscing about the ridiculous experience.
"Absolutely, man. That was my first time after all!"
Jake had completely forgotten that Dylan was a virgin prior to that day. Admittedly, it wasn't a huge surprise. Despite being quite fit, Dylan was lanky and awkward. Certainly not the type of guy to get lucky every weekend. Jake was now recalling how quickly Dylan had cum inside Coach. But everyone is awkward their first time and the guys were supportive.
"What a trial by fire," Jake added. "Have you been luckier with the ladies after getting your first time out of the way?" Jake knew Dylan was straight from the other guys.
"Honestly, not really dude," Dylan's expression turned a bit sheepish. "I just get so quiet when I'm chatting with them. Plus, it doesn't help that at the soccer parties, one of you is always around to scoop up all the chicks," he said while motioning to Jake's ripped physique. "I'm definitely not as hot as lots of the other guys on the team, so it's tough to compete."
"Hold on, hold on," said Jake as he immediately stopped running. "Just because you're taller and skinnier than some of the guys on team, doesn't mean girls wouldn't like you. You're a college athlete and in great shape! I'm sure girls would be all over you if you put yourself out there."
"Really think so?" Dylan asked. Jake couldn't help but think he looked adorable, truly nervous about his body despite being a perfect (and pretty athletic) twink.
"Definitely man, you just need a bit of practice," Jake said encouragingly. "And if I remember correctly, once they see your dick they'll be telling their friends about you." He was of course referring to Dylan's sizable cock. 8 inches long and girthy, it was impressive on his skinny torso.
Dylan laughed smugly, knowing he was quite well-endowed. "It's only good if I can get a girl to see it though," he replied with a laugh.
The two of them were still standing in the middle of the trail, catching their breath in the heat. Dylan had placed his hands behind his head, exposing his sweaty pits to Jake. He couldn't help but think how ideal a twink Dylan would be. His boyish features made him look barely 18, while his skinny frame showed off soft and lean muscles. Jake could feel his shorts tighten as his own penis started to arouse.
