Chad was just so glad not to be a jockstrap that he was beaming as the coach led him naked by a cock leash out of the cabin. It wasn't until he heard the voices on deck as they headed up the stairs that he remembered he was naked, and his hands moved to cover his crotch. Suddenly the coach, spun around and swatted Chad's hands away.
"Dumb jock, that thing isn't for use any more, it's only for show! If you don't show it, maybe I'll just have to cut it off!
That should eliminate your shyness!" shouted Coach Sinclair in Chad's face. He then kicked and swatted Chad until he stood upright, with legs slightly spread and arms at his side and head high. He stepped back and surveyed Chad, and smiled, "There that's better you're presentable. But do anything like that and not only will you spend the rest of the trip as a jockstrap, but I'll loan you out to my friends to wear," he snickered as he saw the terror in Chad's eyes, and he noticed Bruno's eyes behind him, and added, "Maybe I'll let your buddy Bruno wear you and jack off into you too." Chad's eyes widened, and his cock rose from half staff to full mast.
"Uh,-" muttered Chad nervously, as the coach tugged on the leash.
"Boy, understand this. You are meat now. We are having meat on parade. You wanna win the blue ribbon don't you? Well, that means showing off your assets. The other boys will be." He saw the expression on Chad's face. "Yes, there are lots of other boys naked. Now if you keep your boner up a long time, I will reward you. So think about all your team mates wearing you in turn and jacking off into you. Then all the nerds, and tweakers, and anyone else you know with a dick. You need dick in you. It makes you hard, don't it, Chad?"
Chad swallowed hard, and answered, "Yes, sir!"
He marched out head and cock held high. He blinked in the bright sunlight. There were a lot of old guys with naked young jocks on leashes. Not all the coaches were old. He recognized the 25 year old coach from Abbot Tech. He was shirtless wearing short-short Coach shorts, they were almost trunks. He ignored Sinclair and his buddy, as he raced paced them with his pet in tow. Struggling on all fours with mitts on his hands, and a tail butt plug wagging from his ass was Abbot's star quarterback Nate Wang. The half-Asian dude looked like Superman, and Chad's team had barely squeaked out wins against them twice. Chad licked his lips as the mostly naked bronze dog boy brushed against Chad trying to keep up with his two footed master. Th
e coach noticed precum leaking from Chad, and shouted after Abbot's coach, "Hey, Jaime! Nice pup you got there!"
The young coach turned, and stopped. Wang with his head down trotting on all fours as fast as he could, plowed into his master's ass. Chad almost laughed, but managed to keep a straight face and hard cock.
"Oh, Sinclair, didn't see you. Gotta get my puppy registered for the submission competition this afternoon. Are you registering uh, Chit Chat there?" he said pointing at Chad.
"Hadn't thought about it," Sinclair replied, "Chad might enjoy topping for a change, and he has been a good boy," he added with a wink and a nod.
Chad looked at Wang differently, that dog boy stud might be Chad's only chance to fuck someone. Wang looked back with a wicked grin, as he seemed to be thinking the same thing about Chad. Chad worried for a moment, much as he wanted to mount Wang, he didn't know if he could do it without someone mounting him first. He glanced nervously at Master Sinclair, then Wang and his master, and back again.