They had lost. The teammates slowly went about the post-game process of taking off the pads, uniforms and ridding themselves of the sweat and mud in the shower. As the hot water revived many, some singing, joking and the usual ribbing each other began.
It didn't replace the jubilance experienced after winning a game but it helped.
As Mason did what he usually did waving his long dick around, the jokes got louder. He moved close as if to attack other naked showering teammates and they yelled "FUCK OFF" or "GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME"
He sat on the bench, legs spread, waving it as others toweled off slowly, many secretly watching the demonstration. It wasn't the first time. Mason loved to show off his length even jacking it while his teammates pretended not to watch.
"Come over here Kid it's time you got this in that cute ass of yours" Mason called out at the redheaded, Kenny left the shower.
"Yea yea yea" Kenny said glancing at the hardening penis.
"Come on Kenny I know you want it, today's your day" Mason stroked the penis as blood rushed to turn it into a formidable hard weapon.
"Somebody throw cold water on him will you?" Kenny called out and others laughed. Then he decided to attack and walked deliberately towards Mason.
"I dare you ... DARE YOU bitch, put your ass on this cock" Mason yelled. The noise in the locker room got quieter as more half-dressed teammates watched.
"OK big mouth, put up or shut up" Kenny moved towards Mason presuming the boy would laugh and push him away.
"Good I'm getting it slick for you" Mason spit in his hand and stroked his now hard cock. Their teammates laughed and watched.
Kenny did something he hadn't really thought about as he turned and spread his round butt cheeks.
"Here it is" he challenged.
"Shit, he's doing it" Mark, one of Kenny and Mason's friends said to others. There was laughter, daring comments.
"Christ" Kenny said feeling the cock press against the butthole he had made available.
"Finally kid" Mason put his hands on Kenny's bare shoulders and pulled him back onto his pressing erection.
Kenny could have moved away, cursed or even resorted to violence. Instead he found himself moving backwards, partially because Mason was pulling him and part because he liked the sensation.
There had been plenty of times he shoved things into his butthole while masturbating, alone at night. It felt good. Sometimes he left the item, be it a hairbrush handle or even the hidden dildo he had stolen, inside him falling asleep.
Now the real thing was moving up into him deeper and more painfully then those things. His cock hardened as it did so.
"Shit man, go easy" Kenny changed his tone. He tried not to look at their teammates watching get fucked in public by Mason.
"Someone come jack this kid so he can take it" Mason yelled out. "Somebody watch the damn door"
Kenny heard the words but he was suddenly removed from reality. The cock inside him seemed like a drug, he closed his eyes and moved backwards, reaching to support himself on the bench.
"That's it kid keep bouncing on that dick" Mason spoke quietly now, it was soothing, warm, sensual. Kenny felt the team mate's hands on his bare asscheeks, guiding him, stroking his flesh.
Mark still wearing his post shower towel had moved closer. He intended to help his friend from whatever assault Mason was going to do to him.
He had seen Kenny this way before, his eyes closed, his hand on his erection and jamming a toy into his own butt as the two jacked off together. Kenny was in that same trance, he saw.
"Oh good his buddy. You're used to jacking him off, give him a hand" Mason welcomed Mark in between his grunts as he pushed his cock up into the boy on his lap.
Other teammates watched, some touched their own erections that had grown seeing Kenny and Mason engaged in sex.
"You ok buddy?" Mark asked as he got close. Mason saw Mark's bulging towel as he did so.
Kenny nodded, not wanting anyone or anything to interrupt his own imagined fantasies as he rode the cock inside him. He had committed. It was happening. What would happen afterwards or what his teammates would say or do were thoughts he dismissed.
He shuttered when the hand touched his cock and eyes fluttered recognizing his best friend. It was ok. He and Mark had jacked off together, even reaching to each other from time to time. He closed his eyes. The sensations were all too overpowering for him to do anything but continue.
Mark touched the familiar cock; it rose harder in his hand. He spit on his other hand and switched allowing his saliva to increase the masturbation pleasure. He couldn't help but find his own growth now. What was going on in front of him erased the watching eyes of their team mates.
Mason was fucking his best friend who seemed beyond self-control now.
There were only the sounds of two grunting and cursing mixed with the still spraying group shower. No locker doors opened or closed. Nobody talked above a whisper.
Towels seemed to fall to the floor as more and more team mates sought to satisfy their ashamedly hard cocks as they watched three of their own engage in the sex actions most had only fantasized about or seen on the internet. Now it was real.
Some stood where they were, watching. Others moved closer to the three naked team mates while unashamedly stroking thru their towels, jockstraps or nothing at all.
There was no pretense now. No name calling, deriding or thoughts of what they'd say if anything about what was happening. They all lost thoughts or emotions about a game even the losing streak the team had accumulated.
There were grunts, groans, whispers and low cursing as multiple erections received what was usually a private indulgence. Now bodies tenses, precum oozed and now and then puddles of sperm appeared on the tiled floor.
"SHIT" Kenny yelled as his body erupted stimulated by Mark's hand and Mason's cock inside him. His sphincters and intestines contracted squeezing the hard cock in their grip.
Mark's sperm spewed out across the heaving torso in volumes he hadn't exerted before. He watched the streams land on Kenny's recovering chest and stomach as Mason cursed more loudly this time.
"Shit kid your ass is tight" he said recovering from his orgasm which left Kenny's intestines coated with his slime.
Other teammates erupted seeing the three having orgasm'd. Some still were jacking as Mason and Kenny moved their stretched muscles as they disentangled from each other. Nobody said anything as the three stood and walked back into the soothing hot water spray.
The first sound Kenny heard was the locker room door opening and a locker door slamming. Team mates dressed and left. Nobody talked about the lost game or the sex they had all seen or been engaged in.
"You ok buddy?" Mark put his hand on Kenny's bare shoulder as the two faced their open locker doors containing the clothing they would wear soon.
Kenny only nodded. He didn't want anything but memory of the last moments to take over his brain.
"See you guys!" Mason called out as he slammed his locker and headed towards the door. He stopped and turned back looking toward where a still naked Kenny and Mark sat but decided not to say anything.
He decided he'd call Kenny later that night.