Sal wasn't intereste I the Scrabble Finals on ESPN. So he quietly moved toward the door, and slowly turned the handle. He opened the door a crack and was amazed to see the two lads with their shorts tucked under their balls pumping their socks in and out of the boots he had given them to polish. He couldn't think of a more humiliating situation for Chad. He had a couple rival football players each with a cock in his mouth or add at the same time. Horst had the right boot on his penis, while Carter had the left one. Sal wasn't sure which was head and which was tails. He remembered Chad's transformation. The left boot was his lower half. He imaged Carter fucking Chad's lower half, while Horse's beefy cock gagged the inverted upper half of the high school football champion. He suppressed a laugh, but must have made a sound because the two froze and turned their heads.
He stepped out of the coach's office, and said, "Don't stop on my account."
"You won't tell the coach, or Ryan will you?"
" No, of course not. So you jerk off into all of Ryan's shoes? "
The two resumed jerking.
"Pretty much every pair," answered Horst.
" Ever since 7th grade camp. Ryan sleeps like a log, and is generally oblivious. "
"You wanna add a load, sir?" Carter asked unknowingly offering Chad's ass.
Before Sal could answer, a deep masculine voice boomed as Snake Tyler stepped out from around the corner, "Mind if I jerk off into Ryan's boot? The jerkwad cost me $500 when you guys post the championship. I wouldn't mind leaving a load in that other team's quarterback's shoes too."
" you mean that Chad kid? " Sal asked.
"Yeah, that's his name," said Snake grabbing the boot from Horst, and whipping a tattooed green cock with chromed piercing out of his shorts leg and into the boot.
" what are you doing here, Snake? " Horse asked after moaning as his load filled Chad's mouth. He held the boot in front of him, and Sal took it.
Chad was cursing and sputter like sailor when Sal took the boot. He heard the coach unzip his shorts. "No, please, Coach Cost! Don't do it! You ca-a-a-argh!" The entrance of Sal's penis into the boot silenced Chad or at least reduced his vocalizations to Sal to a dull gurgling level. The three other men couldn't hear Chad at all.
"Oh, McGurk sent me here for detention, I guess. So I missed my blow job with Stevie. This kinda makes up for it."