The Soccer Locer Room

"Hey Jake! Can you come to my office?"

The team had just finished their Friday practice and all the guys were starting to shower and change in the locker rooms before heading out to dinner. Jake was a little surprised to hear Coach Alex's voice, since normally he would leave quickly on Friday nights after practice for his own plans. Having just gotten out of the shower, Jake walked over to Coach's office in the buff to chat with him.

"Hey Coach, what's up?"

Sizing him up, Coach smirked at Jake. "You seem comfortable today."

Jake laughed but stood proud, knowing he had nothing to be ashamed of. "I've literally fucked everyone on this team, including you, so what's the point of hiding?" He shook his dick a little to prove the point.

"Fair enough," Coach replied. "But don't think anything is going to happen, I'm actually running late for the annual alumni dinner tonight."

"Right, I forgot that was today," said Jake. Every year, the soccer team had a fancy dinner at the college to raise money for the team. Wealthy former players would attend, get drunk, and ultimately donate lots of money to the program so that the team could afford nice things, like new uniforms, cleats, or improvements to their stadium on campus. But the players usually weren't invited, so Jake hadn't thought too much of it.

"So this year I'm hoping we can raise lots of money in order to renovate the locker room. It turns out that we nearly have enough money in the budget to pull it off, but we'd need to get at least a couple of big donations."

"Okay, Coach," said Jake. "So how I can help with that?"

"Well, I was thinking it'd be a lot easier to convince these guys to donate money if they could chat with a current player. Since you're the team captain, you're an obvious choice. Plus, you seem to have no problem makings friends," Coach said with a wink.

Jake laughed, then thought about his plans for the evening. "I don't really have anything going on tonight besides getting drunk with the guys, so I'd be happy to come for a while."

Coach looked relieved. "Thanks, Jake. You're a complete lifesaver. With any luck, we'll have enough money raised before dessert."

Jake turned to leave the office, before getting stopped once more by Coach.

"And make sure you look nice! You never know what can happen at these events..."

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Jake showed up to the campus ballroom a few hours later in a suit and tie. He felt sexy in the fitted suit, knowing it accentuated his long and toned frame and making clear his bubble butt. It also didn't hurt that he was wearing a jockstrap underneath it all to keep his ass looking perky.

When he arrived, he was shocked by just how nice the event was. The tables were covered in white tablecloths, there was an open bar, and waiters were walking around carrying hor d'oeuvres. Around 50 former players, ranging roughly from their late twenties to late seventies in age, were mingling around the room in black tie attire.

"Thank god you're here, Jake!" Coach said, coming up to him quickly. "Put on this name tag and start schmoozing these guys!" In a flurry, Coach was off again, talking to more alumni.

"Damn, he seems crazy stressed," Jake muttered to himself under his breath. In an effort to not end up the same way, Jake went first to the bar to grab a drink. After downing his first cocktail quickly to calm the nerves, he ordered another and headed towards a group of alumni standing around a small, high-top table.

"Hey there, I'm Jake," he said as he walked up. These men were in their mid to late sixties. After some handshakes and brief introductions, Jake learned they had all played together on the team in the early '80s and stayed friends since.

"So Jake," started one of the former players, "tell us about the team these days. Are you as close with any of your teammates as we were?"

"Oh man, you don't even know!" Jake chuckled, thinking about how close he'd gotten with his teammates this year. "The truth is, all the guys on the team have been fantastic. We always are there to support each other, on the field and off."

The guys looked satisfied with his answer, even though they clearly didn't get just how much Jake had supported his teammates off the field, so to speak.

Just then, Coach Alex came up to Jake again and asked the older men to excuse them.

"Damn, Coach, you seem really nervous! Calm down, I was having a nice time with those guys."

"Sorry Jake, but duty calls," he said with a serious look on his face. "I have some new people for you to meet."

"Sure, who are they?"

"See those guys over there?" He pointed towards two men chatting a few tables away from them, wearing extremely nice-looking suits and gold watches. "As you can probably tell, they're super loaded. I was just talking with them and they seemed interested in giving a big donation to the program, but wanted to talk to a current player first. If we can get them to donate, we'll definitely have enough money to renovate the locker rooms."

"I can go talk to them, Alex. No worries!"

"Thanks, Jake. I really appreciate it," Coach replied. "Do whatever it takes to make them donate!" Without another word, he was off.

Jake laughed again as he made his way over to the men. After a few stiff drinks, he wasn't even nervous anymore. He knew he could charm these guys into giving the team a big check.

When Jake got near, the two men looked up from their conversation and smiled at him.

"Hi Jake," the older of the two men said. "Happy you could join us. We've heard all about you from Alex."

Jake was immediately impressed by this man. He had the confidence, charisma, and power that comes with wealth. Appearing to be in his mid-forties, he was about 6' tall, with a solid frame and short, dirty-blond hair. His light blue eyes were piercing, even in the dimly lit ballroom. Jake was certainly turned on by him, but couldn't tell if it was from his looks, attitude, age, or all three.

"Hopefully all good things," Jake replied, making an easy joke.

"Of course," the man replied. "I'm Steve, by the way," he said while extending his arm for a handshake.

"Pleased to meet you," Jake replied, before turning to the other guy at the table. He looked like he was in his early thirties, but still hadn't lost any of his athletic physique. At 6'2", he appeared to be quite buff under his well-fitted suit. His black hair was cut tight to his head, with dark brown eyes and a bit of groomed facial hair. Trying to be subtle, Jake noticed the man had a huge ass that hugged his pants.

"And I'm Devin," the younger man said while shaking Jake's hand as well. "I was actually on the team with your Coach for year, when he was a freshman and I was a senior. I always knew he would do well."

"That's great," replied Jake. "He's been a fantastic coach this year. I've been impressed with how well he fostered our team bond, especially in his first year on the job!"

As the conversation continued, Jake began to let his guard down and have fun with these guys. He learned that Devin had been the team captain himself when he was a senior, and actually met Steve at the annual alumni dinner that year. Now that they had both worked for a while as investment bankers, they were ready to give back.

"So we heard you guys are raising money to make some renovations to the locker rooms," said Devin.

"Yeah, that's right," said Jake. "They haven't been renovated since before you were a student, so they're starting to feel a little old and musty."

"Makes sense," Devin replied. "They were looking a little old and musty even ten years ago when I was here."

"Do you think they look the same as when I was student?" Steve asked. "That was over twenty years ago -- Surely they would've done some work since then."

"You know, I'm not sure," replied Jake. "But if you want, we could walk over there and you could see for yourself?" Jake knew that some nostalgia would help get a donation out of them. "For old time's sake!"

Steve and Devin smiled, nodding in agreement. "Let's get another round, then head out," said Devin.

After grabbing three beers, the men walked towards the exit of the ballroom. As they were leaving, Jake caught Alex's eye and gave him a big smile. Alex smiled back, mouthing, "do whatever it takes!" Jake knew he would.

After the short walk to the athletic building, Jake found the locker room completely dark and deserted. He turned on all the lights, then casually showed the alumni around the space as he drank his beer.

"Well, here it is! Look like you remember it?"

Steve and Devin peered around, checking out the showers, locker banks, bathroom stalls, and Coach's office.

"Yup, hasn't changed one bit," said Steve. "Even the smell is the same, like musty young jocks."

The three of them were now standing in one of the locker banks, drinking their beers. Jake was leaning against the lockers on one side, while Steve and Devin were against the other, about two feet apart. Between them was a long, wooden bench. In their formal suits, the three men looked pretty out of place in a locker room.

A number of drinks deep now, Jake was starting to become tipsy. The booze had made him horny, especially in the locker room and across from two attractive, rich, and older men. He couldn't help but wonder what they looked like under those suits, or what they would do to a hot college jock like himself. He felt his crotch become tighter and prayed that his suit jacket covered the bulge.

Devin eventually broke the silence. "I miss it, man. I had such good times in here."

"Me too," Steve agreed. "You don't know how good it is until it's over. I had some wild experiences here that are hard to recreate these days."

Jake was curious. "Tell me more. What's some of the craziest stuff you two did in here when you were players?"

"Oh man, there was so much," said Steve. "Once we stole our team captain's clothes and made him look around the gym for them naked," he recounted with a laugh. "Of course, I was such a ball of hormones back then I jerked off immediately in one of those stalls over there."

Jake was surprised by the sexual admission by the older man. He was clearly getting a little drunk himself.

Devin chuckled. "I know what you mean, man. I did some stuff in here that I wouldn't do now, that's for sure."

Jake figured Devin was tipsy enough to share something juicy, but maybe needed a little encouragement. "Like what? My lips are sealed, man."

Devin thought for a second, then broke a wide smile and laughed while thinking about it. "I probably shouldn't say anything, but what the hell. I've had a few drinks and I'm reminiscing. When I was team captain, Alex sucked my dick in here once after practice."

Jake was so shocked, he spit out some of his drink. "You mean like my Coach Alex?"

"Yeah, man," Devin said with a huge grin. "He and I were the last guys here one day and I got a random boner, so he offered to take care of it. Honestly, it was better than any blowjob I've ever gotten from a girl."

"Fuck man, that's crazy," said Jake.

"So what about you, Jake?" asked Steve. "Anything crazy happen in here for you?"

Jake could sense the sexual tension building in the room after Devin's story, but didn't want to say too much too quickly.

"Well, to be honest, I've had some crazy times in here myself," he started with a devilish smile. "On my first day as team captain, Coach actually fucked me in his office."

"Oh my god," said Steve. "Alex is one horny guy!"

"I knew it wasn't just a one-time thing for him," said Devin. "He sucked my cock that day so enthusiastically, you'd think it was his dream job."

"That may be true, but I definitely came onto him that day," said Jake. "And I've had sex with a few other guys on the team in here too. What can I say, I get around."

Jake watched their faces closely to see their reactions, not sure what they'd do next. He saw Steve and Devin peer at each other, trying to glean how the other felt.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Steve asked.

"I think so," replied Devin with a huge grin.

The two of them quickly finished the rest of their beers. Then, they came to Jake's side of the locker banks and leaned up on either side of him. Both of the older guys started rubbing Jake's chest through his white dress shirt, starting to feel his muscular body.

"I know Steve and I would be happy to write a big check for the teams," said Devin. "But we're hoping you could help us out first," he whispered into Jake's ear.

"Would you be into that?" Steve asked softly, already knowing the answer.

"Fuck yeah," Jake moaned back enthusiastically, ready to please these two.

In an instant, Devin started pulling off Jake's jacket and tie while Steve unbuttoned his shirt, exposing Jake's naked chest in a matter of seconds. They admired his hairless and chiseled upper body, the perfect form of a college jock.

"You're so hot," said Steve. "Now get on your knees," he commanded.

As Jake got to the ground, Steve and Devin kicked off their shoes and unbuckled their belts, allowing their dress pants to fall to the floor but leaving their shirt and jackets on. Both men were wearing boxer briefs, which held tight their beefy and muscular thighs. Devin was certainly more toned than Steve, but each man clearly went to the gym.

Jake leaned forward to sniff Steve's underwear, licking his growing cock through the material. He felt Steve's hands on the back of his head, pulling it towards the crotch. Halfway hard, Steve's cock seemed pretty big.

Not to leave out Devin, Jake shifted towards him playfully and grabbed ahold of his waistband. After rubbing Devin's dick through his underwear for a while, Jake slowly pulled it down. Jake smiled as he took out Devin's dick, a 7" beauty with a slight upward bend and perfectly trimmed and thick pubic hair surrounding it. He couldn't help but wrap his lips around it and get to work, making it wet with his tongue and moving his mouth farther and farther down the shaft. Devin grunted loudly in pleasure as he began to thrust into Jake.

"Fuck, you're even better at this than Alex was," Devin moaned.

In the meantime, Steve removed his jacket, shirt, and tie to reveal his solid physique. He wasn't toned, but muscular and big, with a thick patch of blond chest hair. After rubbing his cock through his underwear for a few minutes as he watched Devin receive a blowjob, Steve finally pulled down his own underwear to reveal his own cock.

Devin and Jake both turned in awe when they saw it. At 8.5" long and thicker than either of their dicks combined, it was a monster.

"How about you give this a taste?" Steve asked playfully.

Jake eagerly shifted back to Steve, grabbing his dick with two hands before wrapping his lips around the tip. He had to open wide even to let Steve's dick enter his mouth. As Jake stroked the base, he allowed his mouth to ever so slowly move down the shaft. Still, the girth made it extremely hard for Jake to get any more than halfway down.

"Fuck you're huge," said Jake after coming up for air.

"I know you can go deeper than that," said Steve with a horny grin. He spun around so that Jake was now positioned between Steve and the locker bank, then grabbed Jake's head from behind and pushed it into his crotch.

Devin stroked his cock wildly at the sight. "Fuck his face," he encouraged Steve.

Soon, Jake's back was pressed against the lockers as Steve thrust hard into his mouth, forcing his cock deeper inside Jake's mouth. Jake gagged as Steve's cock hit the back of his throat. But he loved the sensation, grabbing tight onto Steve's ass at the same time.

Devin now removed the rest of his clothing, revealing a tanned and muscular physique. Even covered by a dense patch of trimmed chest hair, his pecs and abs were well defined. He continued to stroke his cock as he watched Steve pound Jake's mouth.

Finally, Steve removed his cock from Jake's mouth and pulled him back up onto his feet. Jake took the opportunity to finally remove his shoes, socks, and pants, leaving on just his white jockstrap as a tease.

"Damn, you're hot," said Steve. "I know we're going to use you good tonight."

Facing the two older men, Jake couldn't believe his luck. He loved to be absolutely pounded, and these guys had the cocks, muscle, and confidence to do it. He couldn't wait to please them, take their loads, and get a big check for the team at the same time.

"So who's going to fuck me first?" Jake teased. Just then, he spun around to show off his backside. The jockstrap made his already high and tight bubble butt look even more perfect, tempting Devin and Steve. Devin slapped Jake's right ass cheek hard enough to leave a visible mark.

"You're absolutely perfect," he said. "I'll fuck you first."

Just like that, Devin grabbed Jake by the waist and bent him over the bench so that he was straddling it, stomach down. Positioning his own body over Jake's, Devin spit directly onto his dick, and then onto Jake's hole.

"Ready for me to fuck your tight ass raw?" Devin prodded.

"Please, Devin," Jake begged. "Fill me up with your raw dick." Jake loved the idea of being fucked bareback by such a hot older man, especially a former college jock. No kissing, no foreplay, just satisfying this hot man's sexual desires.

Just then, Devin began to slide his cock inside Jake, quickly breaking the seal and moving all the way in.

"Fuck!" Jake grunted loudly from the pain, but soon relaxed and took Devin's cock in its entirety. Like that, Devin began to pound Jake's ass from behind. Straddling the bench himself, Devin held onto Jake's lower back with both hands as his hips bucked wildly. His cock pushed fully in and out of Jake with each movement, allowing them both to feel acutely the full length of Devin's manhood.

Steve then sat down on the bench directly in front of Jake, stroking his cock just out of reach of Jake's mouth. Jake eyed Steve's monster dick as he continued to be pounded from behind.

"Let me suck your cock," Jake begged Steve, who readily obliged. He slid forward a few inches, then rammed his cock right into Jake's mouth.

"Take this huge dick, you little jock slut," Steve said as he held down Jake's face.

Jake was so turned on by the two men using his hole together. All three were becoming hot and sweaty, so much so that Jake could smell their musky aroma fill the room. He felt the sweat from their bodies covered his back and face as they pressed up against his.

"I'm so close," groaned Devin as his thrusts became even harder and faster. With each motion, his balls slapped against Jake's taint just as his chiseled abs did the same to Jake's ass.

Jake took Steve's cock out of his mouth so that he could beg Devin for his cum. "Fill me up! Breed my tight little hole!!"

"FUCK!" Devin screamed as he slammed his dick inside Jake, unleashing a torrent of jizz. He pressed hard down on Jake's back as he continued to thrust, letting more and more of his seed fill up the jock's ass. Jake could feel Devin's cock pulsate wildly inside his ass, knowing he was breeding his hole with an absolutely massive load.

Finally, Devin collapsed on top of Jake, enjoying the sensation of his cum-covered cock in Jake's warm ass. Slapping his ass once more, he then pulled out and admired the sight of his jizz pouring out of Jake's gaping ass.

"Goddamn that was good," he said as he stood up. "Want a turn, Steve?"

Steve smiled, not willing to wait another minute. He yanked Jake upright from the bench and pushed him face-first into the locker banks, then positioned himself directly behind Jake.

"Your ass is already looking pretty spent," Steve said slyly. It was true. Jake's backside was completely red from the sheer force of Devin's thrusts. Even more, his hole was gaped open and leaking pearly white jizz onto the ground beneath him.