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Jake awoke from a blissful morning session with Tucker to a feeling, a beckoning. A new host has been added to the fold--Patrick the quarterback. Jake could hardly contain his glee. Tucker groaned and looked at his master adoringly. "A new brother?"

"Another one bites the dust," Jake said, "and after today, MANY more."

Tucker focused and became more awake. "We make our move today?"

Jake and Tucker looked at each other and smiled. Jake gave him a wet kiss. "Oh...yes."

As the afternoon began to wind down and the school day ended, the football team headed to the gym. It was a bit odd that the coach posted a notice saying that they'd have a "closed practice" indoors today. Even odder was the request for all players to wear a tank top to generate some comradery. Then again, they all noticed the coach's erratic behavior. Colin Mcdarragh walked along side his buddy, Todd Kings. Both lineman thought this was just odd, but didn't think much of it as the rest of the team started heading to the gym.

As they all assembled, they noticed a few irregular things: for one, the gym was extremely hot. Second, the coach was accompanied by that new teacher, Mr. Strong. Strong definitely was built, Colin thought, but he wasn't sure why he was here. Lastly, Patrick was with them and seemed to have already had a huge workout in, because he was sweating profusely. His entire tank was transparent!

The coach quieted the team down and began with a welcome to the new practice regiment.

"Guys, this is going to change the entire way we do everything from here on out. A high sweat intensity workout will set us straight for the rest of the season. Mr. Strong here advised me on it and Patrick tested it out. After our workout and some supplements--don't worry, they're legal haha--a change was definitely noticeable. With that said, drop and give me 50!"

The workout regiment went on for an hour--what was worse was that the large gatorade tank was off limits. Colin and Todd were struggling with their latest rounds of burpees--to cool off, Todd prepared to take off his soaked tank.

"Todd, that stays ON!" the coach bellowed. "You gotta power through the heat! Shirts stay on until I say!"

The room groaned. Their collective stamina was all but spent. As the coach hoped, so was their mental resistance.

"Okay boys, you did great!" the coach said energetically. "Mr. Strong has prepared your drinks for the break---get a quick drink and get back to me as soon as your done!"

Colin and Todd were elated---they rushed the table and devoured the small cups Strong laid out, along with the rest of the team. What they didn't expect was how thirsty they really were.

Shaffer eyed the countless empty mason jars sitting beside the cooler and smiled gleefully. These boys were being introduced to the very essence of the master, something his host was deprived the first time he and the master met. To say he was jealous was an understatement.

The boys downed cup after cup, nearing a frenzy point. When the cooler was done they were more docile--the eggs in their body were going to hatch soon and form their worm masters.

The coach looked at his boys. "Guys, pair up with who you're attracted to most sexually. Now."

Colin and the others were taken aback by the absurdity of the coach's remark. They weren't gay, and that was hardly appropriate in any setting. They all looked at each other to be reaffirmed but suddenly it wasn't so easy. Colin and Todd locked eyes, and it was like lightning. The beads of sweat raining from Todd's brow attacked Colin's senses in all the right ways. Colin could feel Todd feeling the same way. They inched toward each other.

"Good, now rip off each other's tanks," the coach demanded.

Without a thought all the pairs ripped each other's sweat soaked tanks off. They could feel changes happening in their bodies but they couldn't help but looking at their partners with awe, wonder, love, and a voracious lust.

"That sweat isn't gonna lick itself off!" The coach yelled.

Colin lunged at Todd, along with the other several pairs as they all fell to the ground. As they worshipped one another the process was made complete--the worms in their bodies actualized--and then the worship turned into full, hot sex. Urine and cum exchanged, all boys were happy with their first days as better individuals. Colin and Todd were the most active pair, almost as if feelings deep down were unearthed.

Not before long, they stood to receive a thorough inspection from the "veteran" players--Dylan, Shaffer, Strong, Tucker, and their new master Jake.

Jake stopped to face Colin and Todd, who held hands. In unison they said, "Thank you master," and proceeded to continue their love in front of Jake.

It was a wonderful day.

Description
Jake awoke from a blissful morning session with Tucker to a feeling, a beckoning. A new host has been added to the fold--Patrick the quarterback. Jake could hardly contain his glee. Tucker groaned and looked at his master adoringly. "A new brother?"

"Another one bites the dust," Jake said, "and after today, MANY more."

Tucker focused and became more awake. "We make our move today?"

Jake and Tucker looked at each other and smiled. Jake gave him a wet kiss. "Oh...yes."

As the afternoon began to wind down and the school day ended, the football team headed to the gym. It was a bit odd that the coach posted a notice saying that they'd have a "closed practice" indoors today. Even odder was the request for all players to wear a tank top to generate some comradery. Then again, they all noticed the coach's erratic behavior. Colin Mcdarragh walked along side his buddy, Todd Kings. Both lineman thought this was just odd, but didn't think much of it as the rest of the team started heading to the gym.

As they all assembled, they noticed a few irregular things: for one, the gym was extremely hot. Second, the coach was accompanied by that new teacher, Mr. Strong. Strong definitely was built, Colin thought, but he wasn't sure why he was here. Lastly, Patrick was with them and seemed to have already had a huge workout in, because he was sweating profusely. His entire tank was transparent!

The coach quieted the team down and began with a welcome to the new practice regiment.

"Guys, this is going to change the entire way we do everything from here on out. A high sweat intensity workout will set us straight for the rest of the season. Mr. Strong here advised me on it and Patrick tested it out. After our workout and some supplements--don't worry, they're legal haha--a change was definitely noticeable. With that said, drop and give me 50!"

The workout regiment went on for an hour--what was worse was that the large gatorade tank was off limits. Colin and Todd were struggling with their latest rounds of burpees--to cool off, Todd prepared to take off his soaked tank.

"Todd, that stays ON!" the coach bellowed. "You gotta power through the heat! Shirts stay on until I say!"

The room groaned. Their collective stamina was all but spent. As the coach hoped, so was their mental resistance.

"Okay boys, you did great!" the coach said energetically. "Mr. Strong has prepared your drinks for the break---get a quick drink and get back to me as soon as your done!"

Colin and Todd were elated---they rushed the table and devoured the small cups Strong laid out, along with the rest of the team. What they didn't expect was how thirsty they really were.

Shaffer eyed the countless empty mason jars sitting beside the cooler and smiled gleefully. These boys were being introduced to the very essence of the master, something his host was deprived the first time he and the master met. To say he was jealous was an understatement.

The boys downed cup after cup, nearing a frenzy point. When the cooler was done they were more docile--the eggs in their body were going to hatch soon and form their worm masters.

The coach looked at his boys. "Guys, pair up with who you're attracted to most sexually. Now."

Colin and the others were taken aback by the absurdity of the coach's remark. They weren't gay, and that was hardly appropriate in any setting. They all looked at each other to be reaffirmed but suddenly it wasn't so easy. Colin and Todd locked eyes, and it was like lightning. The beads of sweat raining from Todd's brow attacked Colin's senses in all the right ways. Colin could feel Todd feeling the same way. They inched toward each other.

"Good, now rip off each other's tanks," the coach demanded.

Without a thought all the pairs ripped each other's sweat soaked tanks off. They could feel changes happening in their bodies but they couldn't help but looking at their partners with awe, wonder, love, and a voracious lust.

"That sweat isn't gonna lick itself off!" The coach yelled.

Colin lunged at Todd, along with the other several pairs as they all fell to the ground. As they worshipped one another the process was made complete--the worms in their bodies actualized--and then the worship turned into full, hot sex. Urine and cum exchanged, all boys were happy with their first days as better individuals. Colin and Todd were the most active pair, almost as if feelings deep down were unearthed.

Not before long, they stood to receive a thorough inspection from the "veteran" players--Dylan, Shaffer, Strong, Tucker, and their new master Jake.

Jake stopped to face Colin and Todd, who held hands. In unison they said, "Thank you master," and proceeded to continue their love in front of Jake.

It was a wonderful day.