Mr. Andrews slapped a folder onto the desk. It was blank on the outside, but I had an idea as to what it contained. "Coach... Explain this." The anger in his voice was palpable. I glanced up from my paperwork, my heart racing.
"I have no idea what that is." I spoke calmly, not letting my voice give away my concern.
"Open it." Mr. Andrews' voice was low, his eyes never leaving mine. With trembling hands, I did as he instructed, revealing the glossy photographs inside. They were of me, and my star player, Calvin. He was sitting on the bench and I was standing next to him with my foot on the bench, forcing my cock down his throat.
"You're passing around gay porn?" I said, trying to avoid explaining the situation to him. "You know it's illegal to take pictures in the locker room." I said, handling the folder back to him.
Mr. Andrews' eyes narrowed as he took the folder. "You think this is a joke, Mr. Reed?" He slammed the folder shut, the sound echoing through his empty office. "This is your career on the line!"
I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms. "It's just a misunderstanding." I replied, my voice steady despite the fear bubbling in my chest. "Calvin and I..."
"I've already spoken to Calvin. He told me all about your relationship." Mr. Andrews' words hung in the air, thick with accusation.
I hesitated, processing Mr. Andrews' words. "Calvin told you about our romantic relationship?"
"He spelled everything! I can't believe you've been secretly dating a player for weeks! It's not appropriate!" Mr. Andrews' voice rose, the anger in his eyes growing stronger. He stopped and took a deep breath. "The good news; because the pictures were taken illegally with a hidden camera, our friend Larry Durkamoffer hasn't made them public. But if this goes public, it will be a PR nightmare."
I clenched my jaw, trying to keep my cool. "It's not what it looks like."
Mr. Andrews leaned forward, his palms flat on the desk. "I don't care what it looks like. This is a serious violation of our school's code of conduct. You know the rules, Coach Reed."
"I understand sir." I said, my voice tight. "But it's not like that."
"Do you realize the situation you're in? The trust we've placed in you?" Mr. Andrews' voice was a mix of anger and disappointment. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the edge of the desk. "If these photos get out, it's not just your job at stake, but Calvin's future, the university's reputation..."
"I'll break things off with Calvin," I offered, desperation creeping into my tone. "It won't happen again."
"No, not yet. If you break it off, he might try to sue. In that case we'd be in a far worse position. For now I'm making your assistant coach take over. Until we investigate all our options, your only concern is to keep everyone's mouths shut and report back to me.
The weight of his words sank in and my stomach twisted into a knot. "Understood." I forced the word out, feeling the room closing in around me.
Mr. Andrews leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "Good. Don't let anyone else see those photos. We'll deal with this how and when I say. Have a good day coach."
With that, he left my office, and I rose from my seat, feeling the blood drain from my face. "God damnit." I murmured under my breath, slumping against the desk. I kicked my trash can over, sending papers flying across the room. The frustration was too much to bear.
But anger wouldn't solve anything. I had to figure out how to handle this. Larry Durkamoffer, the reporter for one of the sports columns, had always had it in for me. I actually thought seeing me getting sucked off by a gay player would finally get him to fuck off, but that was simply wrong. And poor Calvin, wrapped up into this. Even if he was actually gay, getting a cock randomly cramp down your throat isn't acceptable. I walked out of the office, my mind racing. The locker room was quite busy, the sounds of the showers and the smell of sweat and shampoo mixing in the air. My talk with Mr. Andrews had made me miss the end of practice.
I looked around for Calvin, spotting him at his locker, towel draped over his shoulder, his body glistening with water droplets. The sight of him made my heart ache. How could I have let things go so far? I approached him, trying to keep my footsteps light amidst the cacophony of the locker room. "Calvin, can I talk to you for a sec?"
"Of course Coach Henry! What's up?" Calvin's cheerfulness didn't waver as he turned to face me, a genuine smile on his lips. The stark contrast between his innocence and the sordid situation we were in made me want to punch something.
"Why did you tell Mr. Andrews we're dating?" I demanded, my voice a harsh whisper that barely cut through the noise. Calvin's smile faltered, his eyes wide with surprise.
"I don't want him to fire you. I know you love your job." Calvin said, his voice low and earnest. He looked down at the floor, a hint of embarrassment flushing his cheeks. "I thought if he knew the truth he'd fire you on the spot." Calvin said, innocently.
"I.. thanks..." I muttered, feeling guilty for snapping at him. "It's not that simple though. Larry's been blackmailing us. We're in serious trouble."
Calvin's eyes widened as he processed my words, his expression changing from shock to anger. "He has evidence that I'm gay... That is a problem seeing as I'm...
"...Not gay..." I finished for him. "Sorry again for that misunderstanding."
"It's okay coach, I actually... I didn't mind trying it once... But I accept your apology." Calvin said, blushing slightly as he somewhat admitted enjoying my dick.
"The situation is tricky." I began, trying to stay professional.
"I lied Mr. Andrews and said I was bi and that we're dating, and that he needs to keep that information private. If anyone finds out about this publicly, I'm screwed." Calvin said, a determined look on his face.
"I'll do whatever it takes to protect your reputation." I assured him, placing a hand on his shoulder. The muscles tensed under my touch.
Calvin nodded, his expression unreadable. "I'll do whatever it takes too." He said, his voice steady, though there was a hint of uncertainty behind his words.
"Well, well! Look who it is!" A deep voice echoed from behind Calvin. I recognized it immediately. Hunter, our best linebacker. He was a Burly man, even I could get intimidated by him. He always thinks he the hottest shit. And he was somewhat right. "You guys preparing for your next show?" He jeered. Calvin froze in place, his body stiffening. Hunter chuckled, his laugh echoing off the walls. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." He said, his voice low.
"Fuck off, hunter." I snapped, glaring at him. "This isn't funny."
"Oh yeah?" He replied, a smirk on his lips. "Because I think it's hilarious." He laughed again, the sound grating on my nerves. "Hey, I'm going to hit the showers. If you want to watch me I don't mind, we all know how much you like a dripping cock." He added with a wink.
With that, he turned and sauntered off, leaving the two of us standing there. The tension between us was thick, and I could feel the anger radiating off of Calvin.
"That's the second time today I've been insulted." He said, his voice low. "I'm sick of it."
"I'll shut him up. Let me know if anyone else bothers you." I said, giving him a reassuring pat on the back. Calvin nodded, his jaw set in a hard line. I knew he wasn't used to being treated like this. He was a star player on our team, but because of me, he is getting bullied.
"Thanks, coach." He said, his voice quiet. "I appreciate it."
I felt a pang of guilt as he turned away from me, heading towards the exit. "Hey, I find a way to make Larry fuck off for good and everyone else too." I said. "I promise."
Calvin gave me a small smile, his shoulders relaxing slightly. "Thanks. I hope so." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. With that, he turned and left, leaving me alone in the locker room.
I wasn't going to let Hunter continue harassing Calvin because of my mistakes. He already had to deal with enough and he didn't deserve the harassment. I had to find a way to fix everything. I headed straight over to the lockers, determined to get this over with. The showers were running, but I didn't care. I wanted this conversation with Hunter to be quick and painless. I marched into the showers and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Hunter naked, showering. I realized I made a horrible mistake, but it was too late. The sight of his naked body was overwhelming. His muscles glistened under the water, his hairy chest and abs perfectly sculpted. He had a huge cock, even when soft, was larger than mine. I stood there, frozen, unable to look away.
Hunter turned, a smirk on his face. "What? Surprised to see me naked?" He asked, his voice dripping with arrogance.
"I came here to talk about Calvin." I said, my voice shaking slightly.
Hunter shook his head, letting out a low chuckle. "Coach! Suggesting a threesome? Here? With all these people around? You should be more discreet! Unless you're going to invite them too." He said, gesturing at the other two guys in the showers. I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
"I'm serious, Hunter." I said, my voice firm. "Leave Calvin alone."
"Or what?" He challenged, taking a step closer. "You'll kick me off the team?" He laughed again, the sound grating on my nerves. "That's not how this works, Coach. A little birdie tells you're on the verge of getting canned, and is Mr. Andrews going to care about some stupid jokes after hearing you sexually assaulted a player?"
I felt a wave of anger wash over me as I processed Hunter's words. "You're blackmailing me?"
"No." Hunter said, his voice cold. "I'm just making sure you know where you stand." He stepped forward and placed a hand on my chest, his fingers tracing patterns across my wet skin.
"Fine... Name it. What can I do to get you to leave Calvin alone?" I asked, trying to stay calm. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he got to me.
Hunter smirked, his eyes filled with amusement. "I think we both know what you can do to get me to leave Calvin alone." He said, his voice low and seductive. "Suck it."
I looked around the showers, at the other guys who were watching us with interest. "No way..." I whispered, my voice trailing off.
"Suck it. Or maybe Calvin will." Hunter's voice was low and threatening, sending a shiver down my spine.
I clenched my jaw, feeling my resolve weaken. I couldn't believe I was actually considering this, but if it meant protecting Calvin, I had to do it. "Fine." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do it."
Hunter smiled, his eyes gleaming with victory. "I knew you'd see it my way, coach." He said, his voice smug. "On your knees."
I took a deep breath and sank to my knees, the water from the shower spraying against my back. My heart was racing as I reached for Hunter's cock, wrapping my hand around the shaft. I started to stroke him, feeling the warmth of his skin against my palm. The tip was bulbous, and I could feel it throbbing in my hand as I stroked it. Hunter let out a low moan, his head falling back in pleasure. His cock was already rock hard and leaking pre-cum. I felt a rush of excitement as I leaned forward, taking the head of his cock into my mouth.
I swirled my tongue around the head, savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum. Hunter groaned, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. I didn't dare moan, no matter how amazing his cock tasted. I couldn't let him know I enjoyed this. I continued stroking his shaft, my hand moving in rhythm with my mouth. I felt his cock throb as he grew salty precum still leaking with every stroke. I tightened my grip around his shaft, feeling the vein pulse against my palm. I could feel the stares of the other guys in the shower, but I ignored them. All I could focus on was the feeling of Hunter's cock in my mouth.
"Fuck..." Hunter groaned, his hips bucking as he thrust into my mouth. I gagged, tears welling in my eyes as I tried to keep my composure. I didn't want him to know that I was enjoying this. I felt his cock twitch and spasm as he came, his cum spilling onto my tongue. It was sweet and salty, and I swallowed it all, savoring the taste.
"Hell yeah, eat it bitch." Hunter said, keeping his cock firmly until every drop was swallowed.
Hunter let out a groan as he pulled his cock out of my mouth, the water from the shower spraying on my face as he moved out of the way. I looked around at the other guys in the shower, who were staring at us with a mixture of shock and lust. My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I got to my feet, my knees weak from being on them so long.
Hunter smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Thanks for the blowjob, coach." He said, his voice dripping with arrogance. "I'll be sure to let you know when I need another one."
I didn't say anything as I turned and left the shower, my mind racing. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I couldn't believe it actually took sucking off Hunter to keep him from harassing Calvin. I felt like an idiot, but at least it was over now. At least I had done it.
But there was a problem. Before the flavor of his cum faded, the other two guys started eyeing me up. Hunter had a huge dick and the taste was better than I expected. I don't want to admit it, but I wanted to do it again. I wanted more. And I knew I was going to get it.
"That was amazing coach!" One of them said, coming up behind me, his hand clapping down on my shoulder. "I had no idea you could suck dick like that." He said, his voice filled with admiration.
"Yeah, that was fucking hot." Another said, his eyes filled with lust.
I felt a rush of excitement as I realized how much they all wanted me. I was their coach, I was in charge, and they wanted me. I felt my cock grow hard, straining against my pants as they stared at me, waiting for my response.
"I can... Do a couple more... If you guys want." I said, my voice shaking slightly.
They both eagerly, their cocks already hard. I could see the hunger in their eyes, and I knew they were just as turned on as I was. I could feel the heat radiating off their cocks as they stood before me, their wet bodies glistening in the dim light. I leaned forward and took one cock into my mouth, then the other, switching between the two as I sucked them off. I could feel their cocks throbbing in my mouth.
Hunter ruffled my hair as I continued servicing them. "Enjoy coach! They should hold you over until My cocks ready for your hungry mouth tomorrow." He said, his voice dripping with arrogance.
I didn't respond, too lost in the pleasure of sucking their dicks. I felt my own cock throb in anticipation, my mind racing with thoughts of what else we could do. Hunter headed to the lockers, leaving us with only the sounds white noise of the showers and the wet sloppy sounds of the cocks in my mouth. The two guys started thrusting into my mouth, their cocks pulsing with excitement. I gagged as they fucked my throat, but I didn't care. I was enjoying it too much. I could taste the salty flavor of their precum mixed with the taste of Hunter's still lingering in my mouth.
The two guys let out loud grunts as they came in unison, their hot cum shooting down my throat. I swallowed it all, savoring the sweet and salty taste. Their cocks slipped out of my mouth, and I licked my lips, feeling satisfied. I felt like I had just achieved some sort of sexual enlightenment. It felt amazing to know that I could make these guys come with my mouth. They stared at me, their eyes filled with admiration and lust.
"I can't believe I actually did that!" One of them said. I've had a crush on you since I saw you play in the pro League. Your mouth is even better than I imagined!"
The other guy nodded, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "I can't believe it either. You're so good at this coach." He said, his voice filled with awe.
"Thanks." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't believe that I was actually doing this... Again... "It's not the first time I sucked the team off in my career..." I admitted, the words slipping out of my mouth before I could stop them.
"Wait, seriously?" One of the guys said, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Yeah, I used to suck the team off in the locker room during my pro career." I said, my voice filled with embarrassment.
The two guys exchanged glances, a grin on their faces. "Well, I think we have a new tradition for the team." One of them said, his voice filled with excitement.
"Absolutely. Next time we win, I want the entire team to take turns fucking coach Henry's mouth!" The other guy said, his voice filled with excitement.
I felt a wave of excitement wash over me as I realized that they wanted me... They wanted to fuck me... But I finally started coming to my senses. "You two idiots better never mention this happen! The the blowjobs, not the events yesterday, and definitely not the thing about my pro career! Got it?"
They looked surprised by my sudden change in tone. "Yes, Sir!" They said In unison.
"Good. Now work off those blowjobs by running ten laps before you go home! Get to it!" I said, my voice firm.
The two guys nodded and headed off to complete their laps. I wondered if they even got dressed first, or just forget and headed out to the field naked. Ignore that thought, I let out a sigh, my shoulders slumping as I contemplated what had just happened. I sucked off three players, showed them that I can be manipulated by threats, and to top it off, I didn't even shoot my load. "God damnit, I fucked up again! Shit!"
