Rod pulled out, " Uh, better get out on the field." He was gone.
Bruno slowly withdrew his cock, saying, "Chad, lick up every last drop, so you can be a big boy again."
Chad didn't want to do it, but something about being tubed made him obey. His tongue swirled around Bruno's retreating cock head, and delicately curled to suck the last few drops of cum from Bruno's piss slit.
Rick beamed as Chad licked his lips, and Bruno retreated toward the pool. Rick screwed the lid over Chad's lips. Then he looked down at his own boner, and Chad's waiting pucker hole. Rick lay back on the locker room bench and started pumping.
He was just blowing his first load, when he heard Coach Sinclair clear his throat.
"Rick, gimme that!" Sinclair said as his hand grabbed the tube and yanked it off Rick's spurting erection with a loud plop. He continued, "Now get out on the field now!"
Sinclair picked up the lid that was on the bench, and screwed it over Chad's twitching ass.
Rick was so startled and embarrassed. He just shoved his dripping manhood in his shorts and exited the locker room.