Reluctantly, Mike pulled himself away from the pool party. He had a special job to do. Coach Anders soccer squad met next period, and he wanted to share his "gift."
He took the Master key, and locker roster from the cage, as the chain link screened enclosure which served as the equipment/towel room was known. He started with the team captain Joe Talmadge, and went down the line. He grabbed the youth's jock strap, inhaled the musky scent deeply, and lowered it into his speedos. He kept it there while he opened the next locker, then as he inhaled the scent of the goalie's jockstrap, he reached into his speedos with his other hand and withdrew Joe's jockstrap. He tossed it back into Joe's locker, and clicked the lock back into place. He continued down the entire roster.
The fifteen minute bell sounded, this period was almost over, and in about half an hour, Mike was going to see some major changes on the soccer team. He smiled, as he headed back toward the pool.
The orgy had progressed, and most of the speedos had been peeled back to uncover what they normally covered. None of the hairless young men seemed to have had heard the warning bell.
"Everyone out of the pool! Hit the showers!"
The young men left in groups of two and three with arms slung over each others shoulders or wrapped around each others waists. Gary ran up and french kissed Mike, "Thanks," he whispered and dashed to catch up to Brent and Allan.
Mike wondered how the changed young men would be in the shower? Only one way to find out, he grinned, and headed to join them. His speedo stretched and tented in anticipation.