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The boys rinsed off and made their way out of the showers. There were still a few guys lingering; some just washing off, others still stroking and trying to get a load out.
Kai caught the sight of a couple of really nice cocks on his way out. He was still surprised that pretty much everyone in this school had a nice, thick dong. Maybe they were right, there was something in the water here that gave boys big dicks and kept them leaking all the time.
"How was your first load with us?" Coach asked as Kai and Derek exited the showers. Kai grabbed his towel and started drying off, his cock still a little stiff.
"Pretty easy, I had some help," Kai said as he looked at Derek. Derek gave him a wink.
"Yeah, Derek has a good stroke," coach said, "He'll get you off if ever you need it. Just ask the wrestling team."
Damn, the thought of Derek jerking off other guys on the team got Kai extra excited. How many dudes had Derek stroked off over his years on the team? And is this a wrestling team activity too?
"It wasn't just me," Derek said as he dried off his cock and balls. "This guy was a big help too," as he slapped Eric on the shoulder. "I think I counted seven ropes coming out of him. That might be a record."
"Jeez, seven? That's more than usual," Coach said, surprised by how much cum had just blasted out of Eric's cock. "You sure you're ok with just getting off once a day, Eric? Remember boys, I don't want you getting into trouble during football season. If you ever feel the need during the school day where you need to come jerk off, that's what the locker room is for. And don't worry, if there is another class using the locker room, just come into my office for some privacy."
Eric, Derek, and Kai all nodded and walked out into the locker room toward their lockers. Kai was definitely interested in jerking off in coach's office too.
"Fuck...it reeks like cum out here," Eric belted as they made their way into the almost empty locker room. "Why can't dudes blow in the showers like everyone else? I'm always worried I'm gonna sit on a bench and get some dude's pre all over my legs."
"I thought you liked the smell of cum," Derek said, slapping Eric on the bare ass.
"Fuck you, dude, I've had to learn to love it since this place always stinks of cum and sweaty balls," Eric replied, stopping at his locker.
"Well, you can blame the other guys for the cum, but you're the reason this place smells like a dirty jock, man. What, have you been wearing that thing all summer?" Derek said as he pointed to the stained jock hanging in Eric's locker.
"Fuck yeah, man, did all my detasseling in this thing and my rugby shorts, neither of `em got washed all summer," Eric said as he lifted the stained jock from his locker and held it up. Kai had seen a handful of jockstraps in his life, but never the jock of a big, beefy, country boy that had worked in it all summer. Kai could only imagine the smell that must be coming off that thing when it was hot off of Eric's crotch.
"You better watch it man. Coach is gonna steal that and use it for jerk bait," Derek said as he made it to his locker. More confusion from Kai on this one. It sounded more and more like there were layers to all of this that he was just uncovering.
As the two boys parked in front of their lockers, Kai stole a glance at Derek's body. He had dried off a bit when they were chatting with coach, but for the most part, Derek was still wet and decided to just walk to his locker with his cock and balls swinging and his towel over his shoulder. The sight of Derek standing there, cock still somewhat hard, his balls hanging like two big eggs in a loose sack, and his tight, muscular body glistening, it all gave Kai another shiver through his body.
After drying off, Kai grabbed his clean clothes and started to put them on. He assumed he'd take his dirty clothes home to wash tonight but thought it was probably best to ask.
"Hey Derek," Kai said, lifting up his sweaty compression shorts, "I should probably wash these, right?"
Derek looked over and then set his towel on the bench. He stepped closer and touched the fabric with his hands.
"You're shorts? You think they need washed?" Derek said, "Nah man, it's only the first practice of two-a-days. There's no way you've dirtied these compression shorts up enough to deserve a wash."
With that, Derek grabbed the shorts out of Kai's hand and brought them to his face and took a deep sniff. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back a bit, to get a better smell.
"Nah, dude, come on, they aren't even wet and there's barely any ball scent on them," Derek replied. He put them back up to his face again for another sniff.
"Well, hold on, maybe a little ball spice right here," Derek said as he kept sniffing, right in the pouch of the shorts. Kai blushed, knowing that his new friend was sniffing his ball scent straight from the crotch of his shorts, right in front of him.
"Ok, nice these actually aren't too bad, man," Derek said as he continued to sniff with the shorts now covering his face. "Yeah dude, right here in the pouch, I can get a whiff of your nuts. Oh yeah, these are the Nikes, I used to have a couple of pairs of these too. They keep your sweat locked in, definitely, and start to get ripe after just a few wears. How long do you usually go before you wash your shorts or your jock?"
"Well, this is pretty much my first time playing a sport, so I'm not really sure," Kai said reluctantly. He was a little embarrassed to admit to such a hunky jock like Derek that he wasn't much of a jock himself.
"Ah don't worry, man. We all gotta start sometime," Derek replied with a smile, still holding Kai's shorts in his hand. "I usually go a week before I wash mine, but I don't get as sweaty as some other guys, like Eric. His nuts get really ripe after just a couple of practices. He's got a hairy sack, though, so it makes sense. But honestly, you've got a nice scent going after only one practice, nice work."
Derek took a final deep sniff of Kai's shorts and handed them back to him. "But definitely no need to wash them yet. I better give these back to you, I'm leaking again and need to save my load for the after next practice," Derek said as he pulled on his cock, visibly getting hard again.
Next practice? Kai thought. They have to do this all again this afternoon? Kai was a horny American teen boy, no doubt, but the thought of cranking out another load in less than 5 hours was a little worrisome.
Derek laughed as he saw the look on Kai's face. "Don't worry dude, the second load is only for extra credit. It's not mandatory," Derek said, reassuring Kai. "It's a way for dudes to really show off their manhood to coach, you know, two loads in one day means you've got a lot of testosterone in your balls. Some guys think it gets them a better shot at a starting spot. Every so often a dude who's super pent up and horny will blow three loads, to really make coach proud. Usually one out here, one in the showers, and then a final one back out here. We all go wild when that happens."
"Three loads in like 6 hours, that impressive," Kai said, wanting nothing more than to see that happen sometime this season.
"Well, by the third load it's not that much cum," Derek said. "And they do get a little help."
Kai was intrigued. "What does that mean?"
"Well, Coach has a bunch of special jocks, compression shorts, and socks in his office, from the past few months that really stink and pack a punch. We call it `jerk bait.' If a guy starts going for two or three and they need some help, Coach will warm up a jock in the microwave in his office, soften it up a bit, and give it to a dude to help him out. Usually a nice long sniff of a rank jock or some smelly socks will do the trick. Or a whiff of a lineman's pits. Right Eric?"
Derek shot a look over to Eric who was standing at his locker shirtless but had now put on his shorts. "That's right!" Eric yelled as he lifted his arm and took a deep sniff of his pits.
They all three smiled and laughed. Kai could only imagine what Eric's pits smelled like after practice or a long day out in the cornfields.
"You keep working on those compression shorts and you might have coach use them for jerk bait," Derek said as he put his shirt on. "Coach spends enough time around us to know whose jocks are ripe and whose aren't. Trust me, he'll figure out what kind of a guy you are."
"Alright boys, get dressed and head home," Coach yelled as the last of the boys made their way out of the shower. They all looked excited and relaxed, like they had just blown a good load and now where ready to relax and get some lunch. "See you in a few hours for round two!"