It was a warm, humid day, and Coach was watching some porn at home when the team captains showed up to meet with him. “Shit, they’re early…I better throw a shirt on,” he thought, jumping up. But they didn’t wait for him to answer the door…just walked right in.
"sup, coach?" Jake asked…admiring coach’s furry build.
"You guys are early," he replied. "Let me go get dressed and I’ll be right with ya."
He left the room and Mack smiled at his buddy. Jake smiled back, knowingly.
"Did you see the wood, he was sporting, bro?
"Yeah, I guess he’s happy to see us," Mack joked.
Jake noticed the laptop open by the chair and suggested they check it out. They’re jaws dropped when they saw the Tumblr site he was running…not because they hadn’t seen it before, but because they were such big fans of “wellcoached" and had even submitted some faceless pics of themselves to "coach" before.
"We’ve got to take advantage of this, bro," Mack suggested. "You still wearing your jockstrap?"
Jake smiled and nodded, and they both quickly stripped down to their jocks to surprise coach. They went out back onto the lanai and stretched out on some chaises in the sun to wait. Coach threw on a jockstrap to tame his boner, tugged his shorts back on and donned a loose workout shirt, and came back into the room looking for them. He realized he hadn’t shut down his computer before leaving and quickly slammed it closed.
"Fuck, I hope they didn’t see that," he thought. He saw the French door to the lanai ajar and figured the guys were waiting outside for him. He went to the fridge and grabbed a few cans of Bud and went out to meet them. He stopped dead at the porch table when he saw them…set the beer down and growled…
"What the FUCK are you two doing?!"
"Relax, coach…we’re just getting some rays," Mack replied coolly. "We didn’t bring suits, but figured you’d be ok with us wearing just our jocks…since it’s just us guys and all."
"Uhhh, yeah…fine…I guess," coach muttered…still flabbergasted at the sight of these two hot jocks spread out practically naked in his backyard.
"Besides, coach…it’s not like you haven’t seen us like this before," Jake teased. "In the locker room…all sweaty from a hard workout…or in the showers, horsing around," he added. "I bet you wished you could join us in there sometimes," he said with a smirk.
"What’s that supposed to mean," coach answered, defensively. "What are you suggesting, sport?"
Jake stood up and stretched lazily in the sun. Mack followed suit, then moved close to his buddy and wrapped his arms around him from behind. He stroked Jake’s chest and belly suggestively…his hands trailing down his torso and cupping his jocked package. Coach could hardly believe his eyes, and felt his own cock straining in his jock.
"What the…" he started in disbelief.
"You remember those two guys from Tumblr submitting their pics, coach? The ones in just their jockstraps? Look familiar now, coach?
Coach swallowed hard, remembering the hot submission he’d received just last week. The one guy, pale, smooth and ripped…with a dirty blond trail leading down to a natural bush, furry nuts, and an upturned 7” erect cock, just perfect for riding. The other guy, darker skinned, furry chest and bush with a thick slab of meat hanging heavy between his thick thighs. How had coach not recognized his two favorite players when he saw the pics of them standing together, side by side with their arms wrapped around each other’s waists? He just figured it was a gay couple…not his team leaders. He was frozen there…staring at them slackjawwed…and getting harder by the second.
“Whadda ya say, we make some of those fantasies you’ve been writing come true, coach?” Mack suggested. “Starting with those beers.”
He walked up to the table and popped open one of the beers, and took a few swigs. He shook another can and tossed it to Jake…cautioning him with a grin…
“Careful buddy…that’s gonna spray a little.” Jake turned the can towards his chest and popped it open. It sprayed him forcefully in the chest and face. He took a sloppy swig…letting the brew spill out of his mouth, down his smooth chest and into his jock…soaking it.
“Can’t let good beer go to waste, can we coach?” Jake laughed. Mack strutted over to his buddy and knelt in front of him. He licked Jake’s belly and started sucking on his jock like a hungry dog.
“mmmm…that’s fuckin tasty, bro,” Mack cooed. “You want a sip, coach?”
“You fuckin assholes are gonna pay,” coach smirked, as he tore off his shirt and dropped his shorts…revealing his own straining jock. He walked over to the two…pushed Jake down on his knees next to Mack, and poured his remaining beer over his chest, as the two handsome jocks started licking his hairy thighs and crotch.
“Fuck yeah, boys…show yer coach some love.” They stood and pressed their lips to his cheeks, then licked their way to his lips, where a sloppy, three-way kiss ensued. They took him by the hand and led him inside.
“Let’s start crossing of those bucket list items, coach,” Mack teased, slapping coach’s jocked butt, as he and Jake followed him upstairs to the bedroom. “We got all fuckin day.”