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After almost one year since I first wrote the lines of [i]Wolfsitting[/i] (damn, has it really been a year since then??), we embark on another adventure with Sian and his wolf cousins as they learn the ins and outs of soccer, balls, more balls, and locker room showers. \n\nTo all my fans of [i]Wolfsitting [/i]I do hope you enjoy this fun little romp as we take a look at what happens when Sian is utterly surrounded by young teen and preteen boys all looking to him to up their ball handling skills. \n\nUnfortunately, due to my odd work schedule I won't be able to make regular updates on a set schedule like I did before. But I assure you that more chapters are on the way! So don't get your balls in a bunch - there is lots more to cum *giggles*", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Aaaaaannnd, we're back!  After almost one year since I first wrote the lines of Wolfsitting (damn, has it really been a year since then??), we embark on another adventure with Sian and his wolf cousins as they learn the ins and outs of soccer, balls, more balls, and locker room showers.  

To all my fans of Wolfsitting I do hope you enjoy this fun little romp as we take a look at what happens when Sian is utterly surrounded by young teen and preteen boys all looking to him to up their ball handling skills.  

Unfortunately, due to my odd work schedule I won't be able to make regular updates on a set schedule like I did before.  But I assure you that more chapters are on the way!  So don't get your balls in a bunch - there is lots more to cum *giggles*", "writing": "[center][b][t]Adventures in Soccerballing[/t][/b]\n\n[i]A story by:\nKilted Jackalope[/i]\n[/center]\n\n[i]Copyright 2017 Kilted Jackalope (aka 'Daedalus')[/i]\n\n[u][b]Disclaimer:[/b][/u]\n[i]The following story contains depictions of anthropomorphic characters who are under the age of eighteen engaging in consensual sexual activities. This story and all of its characters are purely a work of fiction and in no way represents the actions of actual persons. This story is only intended for mature audiences who can appreciate sexual content in writing. The author does not condone nor encourage sexual contact between adults and minors. [/i]\n\n[center][b]Chapter 01 - Playing Hard & Getting Hard[/b][/center]\n\nSian absently flicked his ears in the late afternoon sun, too focused on the young boys running across the soccer field in front of him to be bothered with random insects buzzing around his head. The gray fox narrowed his eyes, watching the footwork of the players as they ran drills up and down the turf. He was dressed in the same deep blue jersey as the rest of them with its contrasting orange stripes, white piping, and eagle silhouette, except that his had the name ‘Asst. Coach’ emblazoned on the back. Sian opened his mouth to call out to a young ferret who was about to trip over his own feet trying to kick the ball while running, but had to pause and check his clipboard for a name. It was the first day of practice and he had a long way to go remembering who all the boys were.\n\n“Danny! With the sides of your feet! With the sides! Not your toes! Yes. That’s better! Good!”\n\nStanding next to the sixteen year-old gray fox was a very rotund panda, also wearing a coach’s jersey although his had seen many years of wear and tear and was barely able to wrap itself around his girth without stretching at the seams. He was certainly older than Sian and was the actual registered coach of the youth league soccer team which catered to boys ages eleven to fourteen. And while you wouldn’t know it from looking at his gut today, he was still just as formidable on the field as he’d ever been and still had plenty of moves that would leave many players breathless. \n\nThe panda chewed slowly on the bamboo shoot protruding from the left side of his mouth and shifted it over to the right, along with his weight onto his right leg. He watched Sian as much as he watched the players. It had been his idea to bring in a coaching intern as he’d called it. He wanted someone who was closer to the ages of the players than he was and someone who was open to learning as much from them as they would from him. It was an experiment of sorts, but one that the coach felt would be beneficial to everyone. He chewed slowly on his bamboo twig and watched as Sian stood there with his clipboard clenched tight in his paw as his tail flicked randomly. Given how tight the fox’s ass was clenched in his nylon soccer shorts, the coach could see how nervous Sian was about his first day on the job.\n\nMaking a good impression with everyone was certainly in the forefront of the teenage fox’s mind. He kept reminding himself of that as the boys ran past him. It wasn’t that Sian really felt like he would fail at this job - he’d been playing soccer since he could walk on two feet and he’d been helping other boys learn to play for almost as long. His eyes narrowed in the afternoon sun and he felt the tip of his tail twitch as his line of sight kept trying to follow the curves of the boys’ nylon soccer shorts instead of their feet. Sian found it was way different on the sidelines than it was on the field. When you’re playing the game, there’s so much going on you barely have time to admire how well that lion’s uniform clings to his sweaty body or how the lines of that alsatian’s underwear can just be seen in the fabric of his shorts. Sian swallowed hard and recited his mantra in his head again, his knuckles absently tightening on his clipboard. Hopefully, if he kept reminding himself that he was here to do a good job he might eventually stop noticing the bulge in that one ferret boy’s crotch as he ran past. The gray fox huffed and turned his attention back to the diagrams in his notes to clear his head.\n\nSian put two fingers in his mouth and popped off a shrill whistle to get the attention of a fourteen year-old cheetah who was practicing his goaltending. “Jeremy! You and River switch places for the next round.”\n\nThe gray fox made a few notes on his clipboard while he continued to run through the roster of the boys’ races and names in his head, trying to get them memorized as soon as possible. The two names he would certainly have no trouble with were River and Wyatt, ages eleven and fourteen respectively. The two wolves were his cousins and were both beyond excited that Sian had come out to be their coach over the summer. Sian had told them repeatedly, “Look guys, I’m excited too. But when I’m on the field and I have this jersey on, I’m your coach, not your cousin. Okay?” But the two wolves had taken every opportunity to tell everyone on the team just how cool Sian was and how awesome it was that they were related. \n\nSian’s peripheral sight grabbed his attention away from his clipboard as one of the younger boys, an eleven year-old lion named Florian, tripped over the ball yet again and was face down in the grass with his butt up in the air. The teenage fox found himself unable to move for a moment as his eyes took their time roving over the shape of the young lion’s ass. Sian felt his tummy tighten at such a plump specimen facing him like that but forced the feeling down in the pit of his stomach as best he could while he shuffled over to help Florian to his feet.\n\n“Hey, Florian? You okay?” Sian asked as he offered a paw to pull the young lion to his feet. Florian smiled sweetly like he always did and nodded, a bit of embarrassment tinting his ears. \n\n“Yeah. Thanks, coach. You didn’t have to come over and do that. That was so very nice of you, and I really appreciate it. You’re very sweet.”\n\nFlorian turned and innocently bent over to dust the grass off his knees and lower legs, lifting his ass to Sian’s eyes again. Sian swallowed hard and felt his cock struggle to break free of his will to stay docile. The movement lifted the back of his cotton underwear over the rim of his soccer shorts. Sian’s eyes dilated over the boy’s curves but he maintained his composure. “N-No problem, bud. You okay? Remember what we talked about - don’t try to go faster than you can control. Don’t suck on more than you can swallow - I… I mean more than you can chew if you bite. That, um… I promise you’ll cum later. Gah! No, speed! S-Speed will come later, ‘kay? For now, just work on control. I promise you’ll handle balls with your feet faster … it, umm… I-I mean you - y-you’ll get better. ‘Kay?”\n\nFlorian nodded and bent over further to retie his shoes, pulling the fabric of his soccer shorts tight over his butt and along the crease between his cheeks. “Okies, coach. Will do. Thanks again.” \n\nWith his face in his paws, Sian took a breath and turned to head back to the sidelines before the argument his cock was making won out over his better judgment. His heart was still fluttering and he was having a hard time getting the image of Florian’s plump eleven year-old ass out of his head. He knew he should be concentrating on the roster and keeping an eye on the boys. But first, he needed to sit and take a few cleansing breaths. And possibly think seriously about jerking off before he came to practice. \n\nNo sooner had he sat down on the bench than he was greeted by a twelve year-old mouse named Ari and his dingo friend Moriah who stuck next to Ari’s side whenever possible. The two of them came running up together with Ari looking concerned. \n\n“Mr. Sian? Sir? I have to pee,” the mouse whimpered, looking rather sheepish.\n\nThe teenage fox looked back confused, waiting for the punchline or at least more information. “Well? Go pee, um… Andy - no, Ari! Ari, right? That’s fine. You don’t need my permission to piss. Just tell me or Coach and go. It’s fine.”\n\nThe mouse shuffled his feet and nodded, his large rodent ears flicked and twisted. “Yeah, umm… I know. You said that we could. But, um… I can’t. My shorts are tied and I can’t untie them. Can you untie them?”\n\nThe twelve year-old mouse moved his crotch up close to Sian and lifted his shirt up. Sian’s eyes traced over the fur on the mouse’s tummy and the top of the elastic band of his underwear. Ari used his free paw to tug the firmly tied waistband out enough so that Sian could see the knot he’d put in his drawstring. Sian looked down at the knot and also the bulge in the boy’s briefs below, under the glow of light shining through the nylon fabric. The teenage fox felt his cock shift again. He sighed and shuddered.\n\n“Yeah, sure. Don’t you know how to tie a bow? Like you do with your shoes?”\n\nAri nodded and blushed more. “Yeah. I just wanted to make sure they didn’t come off. Last year one of the other boys pulled my shorts down in the middle of a game an’ I wasn’t wearing underwear ‘cause I forgot and people saw everything.”\n\nSian dug his claw into one side of the knot and opened his mouth reflexively to ask how on Earth could he have managed to forget to wear underwear but thought better of it. He tugged at the first layer of the knot and tried to get some leverage with his finger on the other side - trying not to think about the soft feel of Ari’s underwear on his knuckles when the mouse doubled over and giggled.\n\n“Eeek! No, don’t! N—Not there - I’m so ticklish. Hee hee…” \n\nNow, not only was the imaginary image of Ari naked on the soccer field in his head, Sian’s imagination was also consumed with how ticklish his tummy was. The gray fox’s cock stirred again, forcing him to swallow down his heat once more. Sian folded the fabric down so the knot was on the outside, but now his fingers were resting on the ridge of the twelve year-old mouse’s bulge as he worked. And he could swear he felt Ari’s dick twitch under his palm. Sian swallowed hard again. The back of his fingers brushed across the mound in Ari’s shorts and he could feel definition between the mouse’s dick and his balls. A surge of hormones flooded Sian’s brain and he felt a warm haze cover him. While his forefingers tugged at the knot in the string, his little finger reached out with a mind of its own and lightly traced the circumference of the pouch in Ari’s underwear beneath the sheer nylon fabric. Sian bit his lip and felt the mouse’s cock twitch for sure this time. He huffed. He needed to hurry before his own cock took over completely. \n\n“There. Now, don’t tie it like that again - we nearly had to cut the string off. You don’t wanna get caught like this again the next time you wanna take your pants off. I… I m-mean when you [i]need[/i] to t-take your pants off. T-To pee. N-not, like, to take your pants off for me or anything. Look - Just tie it in a bulge next time. Bow! I mean t-tie it in a… um…”\n\nBut the young mouse heard little of what Sian had told him and was already scampering away, barely holding his loose, untied shorts up over his underwear. “Thanks!” Ari squeaked as he ran towards the gym building with his friend Moriah matching his stride. \n\nSian ran his fingers over his ears and pulled himself to his feet from the bench. Between the antics of the younger players, who were at that awkward age of basically still young cubs in nearly adult bodies, and Sian’s overactive libido trying to make his eyes feast on the curve of every adolescent body on the field, it was going to be a challenge to keep himself focused on what he needed to do. But Sian was determined to be the best coach he could and make this the best team in the league. The gray fox took a breath and exhaled. He just needed to keep his urges in check, push his hormones away, and lock his brain into coaching mode. Then, later, he could go home and jerk off several times if he needed to. It would be that simple. He just couldn’t think of anything having to do with sex while he was wearing his coach’s uniform. No problem, right? Sian took another deep cleansing breath and nearly gagged on the sudden whiff of teen musk. Sian felt an arm drape over his shoulder. His fourteen year-old wolf cousin Wyatt, panting and very sweaty, stood next to him with his arm around Sian and a grin on his muzzle. \n\n“Well, what do you think? The team looks pretty good, right? The newbies need some work, sure. But me and Jeremy got your back. Are you gonna make us both team captains since we’re both the oldest or is it something for just one of us, or..? I mean - whatever you want is fine, of course. But did you see me flip the ball past Imad just then? You’re gonna show me how you did that spin move you showed me an’ River before, right? I bet I can do it. But other than that, I think we’re gonna be great this year. Do you need any help like organizing formations or positions? I could do that if you wanted. Is there something, like, specific you’d want me to do to help you out any?”\n\nSian barely heard a word Wyatt was saying. The gray fox’s nostrils flared and drew in the smell of Wyatt’s sweat. The teen wolf’s scent transported Sian back to the night the two of them had started kissing and then Sian had fucked Wyatt’s brains out on his parent’s bed. They had both ended up exhausted and sweaty and sticky. Now the smell of Wyatt’s body went straight to Sian’s balls. Sian felt his abdomen tighten and his cock press out against his underwear. He moved Wyatt’s paw off his shoulder and tried to steady his breathing.\n\n“What I need from you, Wyatt, is to remember that I’m your coach right now. Not your buddy or your cousin. You’re one of my players on the team the same as everybody else and not my ass… m-my ass-sistant.”\n\nWyatt nodded and shook the sweat off his ears with a grin. “No problem, Sian. You don’t have to worry about me!”\n\nSian nodded as Wyatt trotted off. The teenage fox’s eyes were uncontrollably drawn to the sweat on Wyatt’s shorts outlining his very toned ass. The same ass Sian had gone balls-deep in with wild abandon. He nodded to Wyatt again as the wolf looked back one more time and got angry at himself that Wyatt probably saw him looking. But as much as they’d probably both enjoy another romp like that last one, Sian was resolute on his one rule that no matter what he would not have sex with Wyatt again while he was coaching the team. He knew it would bring nothing but trouble and lead to favoritism or Wyatt probably reading too much into it. Not that he was planning on getting down and dirty with any of the other players either. He was their coach and that was just not right. But Wyatt had to understand that they couldn’t just fuck whenever they felt horny to just because they had once before. Sian sighed again and tried to force some of the blood in his cock back up into his brain. Maybe after the season was over, he and Wyatt could fool around some more. Sian looked over at Wyatt’s ass as he ran past him and grinned. The fox licked his lips. Yeah - it would be good to get a piece of that again. But after the season was over and he was no longer their coach. Anything else would just not be proper. \n\nWhile Sian felt his cock tingle with the promise of feeling the warmth of that firm fourteen year-old wolf butt again, he nearly jumped out of his fur as a shrill tweet of a whistle shattered his daydream and slapped him back to reality. Then followed the booming voice of the panda’s thick southern accent. \n\n“Ah-ight, now! Good work, boys. Bring it on in, now. Bring it on in. Let’s go! Hustle up, young ‘uns! Double time, now!”\n\nThe boys all sprinted towards Sian and the coach, converging around them in a cluster of panting, sweaty fur. Wyatt grinned at his cousin to which Sian winked back, forgetting for a moment his vow to keep himself professional on the field. But the gray fox quickly straightened up and pretended not to see his younger cousin River’s bid for his attention by waving at him. \n\n“Ah-ight, young ‘uns. Simmer down now, simmer down. Y’all are looking right fine out there. Right fine. As good a first day as I ever did see. Our first game is next Saturday against the Vikings. It’s a four-hour drive so remember to be here early that Friday morning with yer sack dinner an’ yer overnight bag. Y’all got any questions on that?”\n\nThe boys shook their heads and said nothing. A sudden gasp followed by a decidedly loud “HAHH-TTCHHIIEEWW!” from the back of the group made everyone jump and then giggle. Everyone turned and looked at a very embarrassed eleven year-old alsatian who rubbed his nose and grinned sheepishly. “S-S’cuse me.”\n\nThe panda winked at the blushing young alsatian and nodded. “Ah-ight. Any [i]other[/i] questions?”\n\nThe boys all giggled and shook their heads.\n\n“Ah-ight, then. Sian? Anything to add?”\n\nSian’s tail prickled. He had not prepared anything to say and he really wished he’d known that Coach would want him to give a speech and that this was pretty unfair to put this much pressure on him to speak. He cleared his throat and stalled by looking over some pages on his clipboard. His tail flicked erratically.\n\n“Uhhh… I mean overall you guys are looking, um, good and all. You’re handling your balls well - Hey! Come on, guys. You know what I mean…” Sian blushed along with some of the younger players. “And, um… I think we might run some more tryouts for goalkeeper before the game just to make sure that… Um…”\n\nSian stopped and jumped as the panda slapped his large paw on the fox’s shoulder with a thump. “Let’s have a clap for our new coach, huh? He’s doin’ jus’ fine!”\n\nThe boys all nodded and followed the coach’s lead in a round of applause with a whistle from Wyatt in the back of the group. Sian smiled and nodded for lack of a better idea of what to do, but was grateful he didn’t have to speak anymore and hoped he didn’t look too stupid during the whole ordeal. Still, it did make him wag to hear the coach say that. \n\n“Ah-ight then! Who are we?”\n\n“THE EAGLES!”\n\n“Who’s the best team ever?”\n\n“THE EAGLES!”\n\n“Who’s gonna win next week?”\n\n“THE EAGLES!”\n\n“All together now!”\n\n“Goooooooooooooo EAGLES! HEY!”\n\n“Ah-ight! Now get yer sweaty butts to the showers!”\n\nSian rounded up a couple of the boys to gather up the soccer balls and the training cones from the field as the herd of young soccer studs made their way back to the gym to get cleaned up. Everyone’s soccer shorts and shirts clung to their damp fur as they laughed and joked with each other on the way back towards the locker room. Sian looked over at the coach who nodded and gave him a thumbs-up gesture that made the teenage fox wag again and grin back. Sian turned to follow the cluster of sweaty soccer shorts meandering towards the doors of the gym.\n\nSian passed through the double doors and felt a wave of cooled, conditioned air wash over him and chill the dampness in his fur, reminding him of just how much he needed a shower as much as the rest of the team. While the players all turned left and headed down the concrete hallway towards the lockers and showers, Sian took up the bags of soccer balls and equipment and followed the panda towards his office. The coach unlocked the storage room with his key and let Sian inside to put everything away. Sian wiped his paws on his jersey and beamed at the coach.\n\n“So, pretty good first day, huh? I think we’ve got a real talent pool to work with here.” The panda nodded back and chewed on his bamboo, walking towards his office with Sian trailing behind him. “Ummm… So I have no idea how this works for coaches or if I’m an ‘official’ coach in that capacity. Like, do we have our own shower and is it okay if I use it or… I mean I’m assuming you’d want to go first of course.”\n\nThe panda gave a half chuckle and grinned. “Oh, sure. It’s right next to the jacuzzi and the massage table.”\n\nSian’s ears fell. His cock twitched impatiently in his underwear. “Um. Oh, I see so… then I guess I’ll just wait until the team is finished before…”\n\n“Nah. Y’all don’t wanna do that. Ain’t no reason to wait since we’re all chickens here in the same barn, anyhow. An’ besides - I need ya to get the boys herded in and washed down. The older ones’ll stand around gabbin’ all day and the younger ‘uns will try and wait ‘til everyone’s all done so they can try an’ change without no one seein’ their weenies. So go on. Get after ‘em and get ‘em in the shower before I get old and retire. Use rope if ya gotta - we got some in the store room,” he chuckled. \n\nSian nodded and gave a weak smile. “Y-you got it, coach,” he nodded. \n\nThe gray fox turned and looked down the concrete hallway towards the locker room entryway. Voices of young boys echoed across the cement floors along with the smell of sweat and testosterone. Sian paused and took a breath to recenter himself, recalling his promise to himself to keep himself professional. He would not let hormones or other distractions keep him from being the best coach he could for the team. His nostrils flared and swallowed in gulps of air laced with the aroma of adolescence. His underwear, damp with sweat, shifted to one side as his cock started to stir again. But Sian steeled his determination to force his libido to behave. He continued his walk down the concrete corridor with firm resolve not to let dick get him into trouble. Then, as the gray fox turned the corner and entered into the rows of wooden benches and lockers, he bit his lip and whimpered.\n\nAs the gray fox entered the locker room, he felt his eyes grow large and heavy. The room was barely big enough for all of them to be in there at once and required some significant acrobatic skills if you wanted to move about without rubbing up against anyone’s tail or… whatever. The benches in front of the lockers were overflowing with half-naked teens and preteens all pretending that they had nothing to hide. Sian swallowed a large lump in his throat as he bent and twisted his body to make his way to the other side of the room where his bag was waiting, giving serious thought to closing his eyes along the way. Not that it would help much with the overwhelming smell of developing sex penetrating his nostrils. \n\nAs Sian stepped into the cluster of tails, butts, bare feet, underwear, and sweaty, shirtless boys, his eyes first fell upon the pair of twelve year-old red panda twins, Nao and Tadao. They were impossible to tell apart and they loved that no one could. One was shirtless with his soccer shorts hanging down exposing most of his sweaty underwear and the other was lifting his shirt over his head, giving Sian a firm view of his lithe body and wiry features. Between the two of them, Sian could not see even one strand of fur different on their bodies. The gray fox blinked and found himself imagining laying them down on a bed, side by side, running his fingers across the fur on their bodies, feeling the soft texture under the guise of looking for whatever differences he could find. He imagined them freely naked under his touch, rolling over for him so he could inspect them thoroughly, caressing their young features with his paws, stroking down their sides, and running his fingers over the curves of their butts. They both looked back in his direction as if on instinct and met his gaze, breaking his fantasy in a rush of heat to his ears. Sian looked away as one of them lowered his shirt over his crotch to obscure an awkward boner that was lifting against his shorts. \n\nHe turned his attention too late to not be caught looking and got an eyeful of the same mouse, Ari, from earlier bent over in his cotton underwear and pulling his shorts off his ankles. His underwear was so damp and tight, the fox’s dilated pupils could easily make out the crease in his butt that led down to his balls. Ari was babbling non-stop and talking the ear off of his dingo friend Moriah who was seated next to him on the bench and peeling his socks off his feet. Moriah and Ari were the same age and seemed to be joined at the hip. Sian blinked and drank in how soft and tender Moriah’s feet looked as his damp socks slid off them. They looked supple and probably very ticklish. Sian’s cock lurched at that idea and strongly encouraged him to go find out. Ari turned around and waved hi to Sian, giving the teenage fox an eyeful of the bulge his fingers had traced over earlier. In the instant it took Sian to blink, his mind took him to the same locker room they were in but with on the three of them, where Ari would not protest as Sian slid his paw down the front of the young mouse’s sweaty underwear and fondled under his balls, feeling the pulse of his young cock flinch against Sian’s gentle fingers. All while his friend Moriah laid back in his underwear and let Sian test his ability to not giggle or even smile as the fox tickled the arches of his feet lightly with his claws. Moriah peeled off his other sock and rubbed his fingers along the soft arch of his foot, oblivious to Sian’s eyes watching his fingers’ every move. \n\nSian’s eyes fell next upon Jiro and Imad, both thirteen and both in impressive physical shape for their age - a fact that was clearly evident as they stood in naught but their briefs next to each other. Jiro was a tanuki originally born in Japan before his parents immigrated. He was fluent in several martial arts as well as several spoken languages. Imad was a mongoose and one of the larger boys on the team. He was a looming presence on the soccer field and was easily the most aggressive player on the team. Both were very proud of their physical achievements and liked to wear skimpy bikini brief underwear to show off as much as possible. Both would jump at any challenge of strength or endurance and drank competition like it was water. They were usually seen together, sometimes trying to one up each other on push-ups or other tests of endurance. They were both flexing and trying to show the other one up at how big their muscles were. Sian glanced down and saw that both of their butts were just as toned and hard as the rest of their bodies. Sian could almost feel how taut their asses would feel beneath his groping fingers as he bent each one of them over and slid his cock up between their firm cheeks, filling their cracks with his precum and teasing their virgin buttholes with the hot tip of his cock. As they both turned and nodded towards Sian, the fox couldn’t help but see wrapped up in the thin stretchy fabric of their underwear were two decidedly impressive packages for boys their age, with features clearly outlined in the damp cotton. He nodded back nervously and turned before his swelling cock started to become more noticeable in his soccer shorts. He could feel pre starting to creep up his shaft, threatening to spill out.\n\nBy this point, Sian was panting and felt a heat that was not from the steam wafting from the showers. He just wanted to get undressed and jump under a cold shower before he started leaking precum all over himself and the locker room floor. Every breath he took was awash in the aroma of adolescent boys and the acrid taste of burgeoning sexual awakening. He could feel his cock heating up and lifting against the damp cloth of his underwear which was all that was preventing his nylon shorts from bulging out. He was only halfway through the locker room.\n\nAs Sian shuffled past Imad and Jiro, careful to not let the ridge of his bulge brush against their butts, he looked over to see the tiger Karthik standing in his underwear and checking himself in his mirror. Karthik was also thirteen like Imad and Jiro, but didn’t share their fascination with physical feats of triumph. Instead, he was constantly preoccupied with his appearance and whether his fur was lying properly and if it was shiny enough. Even though he had not showered yet, he was busy brushing out his neck and chest and pausing to douse himself with the latest in powerful-smelling body sprays marketed to teenagers with the implied promise of getting laid constantly. Even beneath the dense cloud of synthetic pheromones and cheap perfume, the fox’s acute nose caught the whiff of pent up adolescent need radiating from the contoured pouch bulging from the front of his underwear. Like his thirteen year-old counterparts, his bulge was impressive and had a well-defined set of balls lying under his cock. As Karthik turned and admired the lay of his fur from all angles, Sian’s eyes traced over the gentle curves of his young thighs, up his toned butt, along the spread of his ribs, and across his broadening chest. The fox licked his lips absently to keep from drooling. Karthik was one of those boys who could pull off pretty without being girly. Sian saw both of them standing in a sea of steam from the showers as the fox’s paws slid around the younger tiger’s body and pulled him in close. Sian imagined the taste of Karthik’s soft lips as he kissed him, feeling the heat of Karthik’s blush rise in his cheeks. While Sian’s tongue explored the depths of Karthik’s mouth, his paws explored the contours of the tiger’s young, firm body, eventually slipping down the back of his underwear and pressing between his butt cheeks. The whimper from Karthik as Sian pressed two fingers up deep inside him, muffled by their pressed lips, would make Sian grin and his cock get that much harder. Sian opened his eyes again and felt the first strand of pre leak out of his cock and bleed into his sweaty underwear. Karthik made one more pass with the mirror over his neatly groomed body and added a few more spritzes of body spray for good measure. \n\nSian’s head was swimming. He needed the cool rush of water from the shower to clear his mind before the tentative control he was painfully exerting to restrain his sex crumbled and his dick ripped through his underwear and slung clear strands of pre all over the locker room. He swallowed hard and moved past Karthik where all six of the eleven year-olds were clustered together, still fully dressed, and stalling for time just as Coach had predicted. Along with Sian’s wolf cousin, River, there was Destin, Danny, Florian, Tyne, and Prym. Destin was a scrawny alsatian who, Sian had been warned, was allergic to everything and carried a veritable pharmacy of meds with him wherever he went. He was trying his best to shove his snout down the front of his soccer jersey in the midst of a rapid sneezing fit resulting from Karthik’s liberal application of body perfume. \n\nNext to Destin, and laughing hysterically at his misfortune, were Tyne and Prym. Tyne was the first civet that Sian had ever met and also had propensity for telling hugely exaggerated tales. When he’d first been introduced, Tyne tried to regale Sian with the story about how his entire family had banded together to expel an intruder from their home that culminated in the use of a flamethrower which sent the assailant burning and screaming into the night. As it turned out, it was a rather large cockroach that his sister had torched with her hair spray and a lighter that had nonetheless seriously freaked out his mother. Prym was a leopard with a fetish for black denim, chains, sunglasses, and a ‘Come at me, bro!’ attitude towards anyone. He kept a novelty comb shaped like a switchblade knife in his back pocket and tried to stare down anyone he saw. \n\nDanny, Florian, and River were standing close to, but not quite a part of, the group of the other three eleven year-olds. Danny, a ferret born with apparently no sense of balance or coordination, was always walking around with a look on his face like he was afraid of being punched for being a screw-up. He was known to walk into walls and was usually apologizing profusely for his clumsiness. The lion, Florian, was a culmination of all that was different from his peers. He had a quiet and serene look to him and was usually smiling softly. Florian stayed away from trouble usually and was generally pleasant to be around. Sian was struck by angelic shape and glow of his face. He had the most beautiful brown eyes the fox had ever seen on anyone and a smile that would disarm the coldest of hearts. Nothing seemed to bother him much and he was one of those cubs who was just happy to play the game regardless of who won. \n\nSian paused by the group of younger boys and looked past them to the last two members of the soccer team - his team co-captains, Wyatt and Jeremy. Wyatt, Sian’s other wolf cousin, and Jeremy, a cheetah and Wyatt’s best friend on the team, were both fourteen so this was their last summer playing for this league before school started in the fall. They had the most experience and were both very capable players that Sian hoped to rely on to help train the others. They were also both gorgeous boys that made Sian’s heart skip a beat. \n\nWyatt was just getting up from having removed the last of his clothing, standing naked with his towel draped over his shoulder and chatting with Jeremy. He had a body honed from years of competitive sports and was developing all the best traits that puberty had to offer. His chest and abs were showing the first shades of definition and his ass and thighs looked like they’d been chiseled out of wood. It was a body Sian was intimately familiar with. Sian knew both the taste of Wyatt’s lips and his cum. It was difficult, to say the least, for Sian to not see Wyatt sexually - especially when he was standing there naked like that. Sian’s cock was already on a hair trigger and the temptation to whisper in Wyatt’s ear for him to linger back so the two of them could shower together privately was painfully difficult to ignore. Standing next to him, his cheetah friend Jeremy was just peeling off his sweaty briefs when Sian’s jaw hit the floor. \n\nSomehow, Sian had just now noticed that Jeremy was nothing short of stunning. His body was lithe and clearly built for speed, not as sharply toned or stout as Wyatt’s lupine frame. A single strand of drool escaped the gray fox’s lip as he watched Jeremy’s underwear slowly reveal for the first time the soft round curves of his ass. He had gentle curves on his buttocks and thighs that looked more graceful than masculine. As he lifted his leg to step out of his sweaty undies, Sian swallowed hard, gazing at the side of the arches of his feet. So smooth and supple like silk. Jeremy turned as he pulled his other leg free, giving the awestruck teenage fox a complete view of his front, complete with a slight shudder of his well-hung sex as he stepped out of his briefs fully. Sian’s nostrils flared again, aimed directly at Jeremy’s crotch like a sniper. He drew in the sweet aroma of the cheetah’s musk which seemed to smell sweeter to him over the bitter aftertaste of all the others. The teenage fox’s eyes fluttered and flooded his vision with what he wanted to do to that cheetah. He wanted to taste the sweat off those large balls of his, suck on the tip of that cock, drag his tongue over Jeremy’s nipples, tongue-bathe his chest and abs, taste the sweet nectar of Jeremy’s ass and rim him for hours on end, kiss those lips from dawn ‘til dusk while groping every part of that body, and rub their cocks together until they both erupted in a flood of cum that left them too weak to stand. Sian felt his balls tingle as his eyes traced over the downward curve of Jeremy’s cock and around the ellipses of his balls. For a moment, their eyes met as Jeremy grabbed his towel and turned back towards Wyatt. Sian felt the breath sucked out of him. He continued to stare dumbly as the cheetah’s rounded ass sauntered away from him and towards the billowing steam of the showers and his tail flicked in a cute J-shape just before he disappeared. \n\n“Helloo-oo. Sian? You okay?”\n\nThe teenage fox blinked as his cousin River’s paw waved in front of his face. He turned and looked, momentarily confused, as the group of younger players grinned back and him and snickered.\n\n“Are you alright, Mr. Sian?” Florian asked, the only one whose face had even a hint of genuine concern.\n\n“Huh? Wha..? Yeah! No, yeah, I’m fine. Sorry, I was just…” Sian shook the haze from his brain and became immediately aware of just how visible his bulge had gotten. He wasn’t pitching a full tent yet, but his cock was certainly making itself known to the room. He plopped down immediately on the nearest bench and started untying his shoes. His heart was still thumping and he was probably pretty flushed in the face, though it was thankfully not clear under the dim fluorescent lights. He started in on the others before they could say anything about it.\n\n“Come on. Get going and get in the shower. There’s plenty of hot water for everyone. No need to wait. Let’s go!” He clapped his paws at the group of eleven year-olds standing around holding their tails.\n\nOnly River and Florian moved at first. River knew that tone of his cousin’s voice and knew better than to challenge him anyway. Florian looked more like he was simply the obedient sort and began stripping off his shirt immediately. Sian couldn’t help but wonder if Florian would just strip for him like that if they were someplace private. The others weren’t so sure of how much they could get away with and anything to stall for more time would be a win. Prym was the first to mouth off.\n\n“Well gee, if you wanted to see us cubs naked so badly all you had to do was ask nicely, Mr. Sian.”\n\nTyne and Destin both snickered and pretended to fumble with the draw strings in their shorts, watching to see what their new coach’s assistant would do. \n\nSian continued to keep seated as his partial boner was still twitching and the sight of River and Florian in their damp underwear clinging so tightly to their balls was not helping. Sian peeled one of his socks off and looked up at the smirking leopard. He twitched one ear and flicked the tip of his tail in annoyance. Sian motioned for Prym to come closer. The leopard cub shrugged and walked up, but Sian could see uncertainty in the motion of his tail. \n\n“Turn around and raise your arms over your head,” Sian told him with no hint of kidding in his voice. Prym looked confused but did it with a roll of his eyes. Sian grabbed his wrists and held them together tight. The gray fox leaned his muzzle in closer beside the leopard’s ear and said, “Now… Have you ever been tickled so much that you pissed yourself right in front of all your friends?”\n\nThe leopard cub gulped and shivered, acutely aware of how exposed his ribs and armpits were. The other boys noticed that River shuddered and took a half step back when Sian said it. The fox grinned a toothy smile and licked his lips at the others. “Because whichever one of you is the last one in the shower, I’m going to grab and tie your arms together and…” Sian ran the tip of his finger down the length of the leopard cub’s side starting at his armpit. Prym squealed wit giggles and wriggled free, his fur prickling all over.\n\nThe boys nearly ripped their own soccer uniforms off and flung them in all directions, laughing nervously, and trying not to be the last to get undressed. River and Florian had a head start since they were already only in their underwear. They flung off their briefs and scampered towards the steamy shower room. The other four nearly fell over themselves trying to get undressed and suddenly no longer caring who saw them naked at the prospect of being tickled until they peed everywhere. None of them were really sure if he’d do it but they were also not about to leave it to chance. Sian watched with satisfaction as the other four naked butts scrambled their way towards the showers. \n\nThe teenage fox sighed and peeled off the rest of his clothes, noting that his cock was still on the verge of leaping up for attention and still trying to flood his brain with desires to fixate on the glorious garden of nudity on display in the next room. He knew it would look bad if he didn’t shower with them. The coach had all but told him to do it, showing some solidarity with the team. Although, Sian did notice that the large panda was absent from all this. Maybe there really was a coach’s shower after all. Sian shrugged and grabbed a towel around his waist to try and obscure his swollen loins as much as possible, though he still had to hold his towel at the front to keep it from revealing too much. \n\nThe scene in the shower was no help at all. There were no individual shower stalls, only a giant semicircle of shower nozzles spraying jets of steamy water across fifteen naked cubs. Sian whimpered again at the sight of wet fur clinging to naked bodies; water cascading over tight little cocks and round little nutsacks; soap suds crawling down backs, over tails, and down the crevices of so many round little butts. His cock, unwilling to be ignored any longer, nearly launched the towel off of him and sprung straight up, slinging strands of pre across the wet shower floor. Sian gasped and grabbed the farthest shower head away from everyone else and did his best to angle his hips and legs so that his body and the steam might obscure his raging hard-on.\n\nThe shower was at least soothing. The teenage fox could feel the day’s sweat and funk streaming out of his fur and washing down the drain. The warm water felt amazing on his hypersensitive dick which throbbed under the cascade of hot water and tried to convince him that it was indeed possible to jerk off with no one noticing if he was very careful and didn’t move too much. Sian ran his paw over his scrotum and fondled his balls in his fingers. They felt very full, and ached to be relieved. He sighed heavily and looked up at the ceiling, wondering if he was even going to make it through the season at this rate. Though he was loathe to relinquish the shade provided by the steam, he killed the hot water and nearly yelped as the icy blast from the showerhead chilled him to the bone. Sian backed up and let the water wash over his cock, hoping to chill his loins into submission.\n\nDespite his better judgment he looked back across the group of showering cubs again as the cold water sucked more of the heat out of his sex. His eyes quickly found Jeremy in the group and remained locked there. Time seemed to slow down again as Sian watched the cheetah’s paws swipe across and caress his naked body, wiping soapy lather over his abdomen and down over his crotch and thighs. His fingers cradled his round, full buttocks as he rinsed off the bubbles of soap and sent the scurrying down his legs into the drain. The fox shuddered and felt his tummy tighten as Jeremy bent over to flick suds off his ankles and toes, giving Sian a glimpse of the underside of his balls along with the supple, pink flesh of his star. He felt his cock throb despite the cold water treatment and was feeding him all sorts of suggestions about going over to offer to wash Jeremy’s back for him - anything that would bring Sian’s cock closer to that amazing ass of his. Sian gave up and turned the hot water back on. There was no use in risking pneumonia if his cock was too hard to be tamed anyway.\n\nThe cubs began to file out of the shower to dry off and get dressed. Some hollered out good-byes to Sian as they left to which the fox continued to lean against the wall, resting on one paw, and waved to them without looking back. It wasn’t long before he did finally look back and realized he was there alone. Everyone was gone. Only him, the warm spray of water cascading over his ears and down his tail, his raging-hard cock, and his thoughts about damp, clingy underwear and wet, naked cubs. With a sigh of resignation, he wrapped his fingers around his throbbing sex and gently stroked down the sides and over the tip. Everyone was gone now and besides, it would certainly make putting on his jeans a lot easier if he didn’t have to cram his hard dick into them. Sian licked his lips and closed his eyes, letting his paw travel freely over his cock and feeling the cum rise quickly from his balls. He murred under the shower spray and pictured Wyatt as his logical choice to bring a swift, hard orgasm to his crotch. But his thoughts slipped quickly to Jeremy again and how the soap bubbles had outlined the curves in his body so beautifully. Sian’s paw quickened over his tip as his nose recalled the sweet scent of Jeremy’s sweaty underwear even over the other musky smells in the room. Sian felt his balls tighten, but he was no longer sure if he wanted such a quick release. He wanted to think about that gorgeous cheetah some more and how his balls rested so snuggly in his underwear and how soft and delicious his ass looked. Sian grunted. The cum was rising whether he wanted to prolong this or not. He let his thoughts wander to how it would taste to have Jeremy cum in his mouth. All that hot seed jetting from that hard cock of his while Sian…\n\n“Y’all still here? Don’t blame ya much. Damn hard to get a decent shower with all them young’uns around, ain’t it?”\n\nSian jumped out of his fur and gasped, choking hard on the water spray and gagging as his heart nearly ruptured in his chest. He looked over his shoulder and saw the naked form of the coach meandering into the shower, hanging his towel up over on one of the wall hooks. The fox’s eyes swelled in shock. There beneath the panda’s protruding gut was the thickest cock he’s ever seen swaying back and forth with each step. It almost looked as thick as a soda can and looked like it would probably gag him if he tried to swallow it. And equally as shocking were the size of the panda’s balls hanging just a bit too low to look correctly placed on his body and swaying between the movement of his thighs. The last time Sian had seen anything close to balls that big was on images of porn star bears who were, of course, naturally gifted with cantaloupes hanging under their cocks to begin with. Sian scrunched his brow in disbelief and tried to look away, but the oscillating balls were almost hypnotic. The coach paid him no mind and turned on a nearby shower.\n\n“Take yer time, son. I know how needy you boys can get and how difficult it is to think clear-headed. Nothin’ like a nice long shower to relieve all that pent-up the stress, huh?”\n\nSian turned away from the sight of the coach’s giant ass shaking back and forth under the shower spray and stared at the wall in front of him. [i]Did… Did that just happen? Did the coach just make a suggestion that he should feel free to jerk off in the shower in front of him?[/i] Sian ran his paws over his ears and swiped the water from his face. Surely he was mistaken. He must have misheard. No way the coach would have said something like that.\n\nThe fox’s ears folded down and his tail started to tuck itself under him. He was too scared to turn around and see for sure but there was, behind him, a sound that could best be described as a pair of pendulous balls slapping repeatedly against the side of very heavy thighs due to some sort of rapid, thrusting motion. Sian swallowed hard and tried not to think about that. Surely he was mistaken and it was just the way the water was clearing the drain or… something.\n\n“Yeah… nnggng… Ya did ah-ight today, Sian. Very good job… nnfff… k-keeping all those boys a-goin’…”\n\nSian nodded absently but couldn’t find his voice to answer. Surely there was another explanation for the sounds that he was hearing. How could this grown man just jerk off in the same room with him like this? Sian looked over his shoulder just long enough to see the large panda leaning up against the wall on one arm with his other probably washing his stomach… or something. Sian jerked his gaze back to the wall in front of him and reminded himself that his imagination was just going wild since he had sex on the brain all day. That was all. Nothing more.\n\n“Nngggppff!! Oh, l-lawd… I s-see you takin’ a likin’ to some of ‘em too. And they-all seem to… rrrfff!.. They l-like what they see on you too… oh… ooohhh… And that’s good. No harm in… g-gettin’ friendly.”\n\nSian closed his eyes and tried his best not to imaging how much the panda’s gut was probably shaking with each stroke of that hard, thick cock of his.\n\n“Nngggh…. Oh… good lawd… nnffgg… T-Tomorrow. Y’all should… start with stretching and g-get those boys nice and l-limbered up. That’s important. Want ‘em all f-flexible and … gghg… nnff… c-careful… of c-cramps…”\n\nSian shuddered and felt his tail wrap itself under his legs. He really, really did not want the image in his head and he was damn sure not going to turn around to see for sure, for fear of what horrors might await him. He heard the rhythm get harder and faster along with a distinctive slurping sound of flesh sliding under a cascade of water. Sian winced and wondered just how much stamina the coach had.\n\n“NNNPPFF! Good… gawd..! UUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”\n\nSian winced and whimpered out loud as the sound of a very large amount of thick… substance sounded like it splatted up against a tile wall and then got sucked into a gurgling drain. Several times. He continued to stare at the wall in front of him, not daring to turn around and fully prepared to wait hours under the water if necessary to make sure the coast was completely clear before he looked back. His ears finally detected the sound of a locker shutting hard and he surmised it was at last safe to turn off the shower and get out of there. Sian looked down at the sagging wet fur over his body and sighed. At least he no longer had a boner to worry about. And the way he was feeling, he might not again for quite some time. \n\nSian turned off the shower and padded himself dry with his towel as he trudged back into the locker room to get his clothes. His balls were throbbing in anger at having been denied the hefty release they were promised and were full of pent up cum. Sian massaged his balls between his fingers as he walked away from the showers, unable to get the sound of the panda’s thick cock slapping against that gut out of his mind. Sian slumped down on the locker room bench and sighed. Maybe once he got home he could relax and take his time to stroke himself off properly, though he’d probably get cum everywhere as backed up as his was. He inhaled to clear his head and felt a surge of heat hit him again as the smell of teenage sweat and musky underwear filled his nostrils again. Sian’s cock throbbed to life once more, assuring him that his sex was ready and willing. The teenage fox glanced over the locker room, haunted by the ghosts of young teen and preteen boys undressing and sliding their young bodies out of their underwear. The fox licked his lips and leaned back against the wall, murring to himself with his eyes closed and his cock throbbing in his caressing paw. He would let himself cum freely in here just this once. Just one time to get it out of his system. After today, he was a professional.\n\n“Hrrrrr-GGGFFFFF-F-F-FUUUCK!” Sian grunted out loud as a thick rope of cum launched from his cock and splatted across the locker room floor in front of him followed by several others that left puddles of white goo strewn out in front of him. He slumped against the bench and paused to catch his breath, panting heavily and feeling like he could sleep forever right there on the bench as the waves of euphoria washed over him. \n\nHis lust sated, the teenage fox had no more desire to spend any more time than necessary in the smelly locker room. Sian finished getting dressed and flung his towel on the floor over his mess, stepping on it a few times before flinging it in the bin with the others. Now that [i]that[/i] was out of his system, he was sure it would be smooth sailing from here on out.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Adventures in Soccerballing

A story by:
Kilted Jackalope


Copyright 2017 Kilted Jackalope (aka 'Daedalus')

Disclaimer:
The following story contains depictions of anthropomorphic characters who are under the age of eighteen engaging in consensual sexual activities.  This story and all of its characters are purely a work of fiction and in no way represents the actions of actual persons.  This story is only intended for mature audiences who can appreciate sexual content in writing.  The author does not condone nor encourage sexual contact between adults and minors.  

Chapter 01 - Playing Hard & Getting Hard


Sian absently flicked his ears in the late afternoon sun, too focused on the young boys running across the soccer field in front of him to be bothered with random insects buzzing around his head.  The gray fox narrowed his eyes, watching the footwork of the players as they ran drills up and down the turf.  He was dressed in the same deep blue jersey as the rest of them with its contrasting orange stripes, white piping, and eagle silhouette, except that his had the name ‘Asst. Coach’ emblazoned on the back.  Sian opened his mouth to call out to a young ferret who was about to trip over his own feet trying to kick the ball while running, but had to pause and check his clipboard for a name.  It was the first day of practice and he had a long way to go remembering who all the boys were.

“Danny!  With the sides of your feet!  With the sides!  Not your toes!  Yes.  That’s better!  Good!”

Standing next to the sixteen year-old gray fox was a very rotund panda, also wearing a coach’s jersey although his had seen many years of wear and tear and was barely able to wrap itself around his girth without stretching at the seams.  He was certainly older than Sian and was the actual registered coach of the youth league soccer team which catered to boys ages eleven to fourteen.  And while you wouldn’t know it from looking at his gut today, he was still just as formidable on the field as he’d ever been and still had plenty of moves that would leave many players breathless.  

The panda chewed slowly on the bamboo shoot protruding from the left side of his mouth and shifted it over to the right, along with his weight onto his right leg.  He watched Sian as much as he watched the players.  It had been his idea to bring in a coaching intern as he’d called it.  He wanted someone who was closer to the ages of the players than he was and someone who was open to learning as much from them as they would from him.  It was an experiment of sorts, but one that the coach felt would be beneficial to everyone.  He chewed slowly on his bamboo twig and watched as Sian stood there with his clipboard clenched tight in his paw as his tail flicked randomly.  Given how tight the fox’s ass was clenched in his nylon soccer shorts, the coach could see how nervous Sian was about his first day on the job.

Making a good impression with everyone was certainly in the forefront of the teenage fox’s mind.  He kept reminding himself of that as the boys ran past him.  It wasn’t that Sian really felt like he would fail at this job - he’d been playing soccer since he could walk on two feet and he’d been helping other boys learn to play for almost as long.  His eyes narrowed in the afternoon sun and he felt the tip of his tail twitch as his line of sight kept trying to follow the curves of the boys’ nylon soccer shorts instead of their feet.  Sian found it was way different on the sidelines than it was on the field.  When you’re playing the game, there’s so much going on you barely have time to admire how well that lion’s uniform clings to his sweaty body or how the lines of that alsatian’s underwear can just be seen in the fabric of his shorts.  Sian swallowed hard and recited his mantra in his head again, his knuckles absently tightening on his clipboard.  Hopefully, if he kept reminding himself that he was here to do a good job he might eventually stop noticing the bulge in that one ferret boy’s crotch as he ran past.  The gray fox huffed and turned his attention back to the diagrams in his notes to clear his head.

Sian put two fingers in his mouth and popped off a shrill whistle to get the attention of a fourteen year-old cheetah who was practicing his goaltending.  “Jeremy!  You and River switch places for the next round.”

The gray fox made a few notes on his clipboard while he continued to run through the roster of the boys’ races and names in his head, trying to get them memorized as soon as possible.  The two names he would certainly have no trouble with were River and Wyatt, ages eleven and fourteen respectively.  The two wolves were his cousins and were both beyond excited that Sian had come out to be their coach over the summer.  Sian had told them repeatedly, “Look guys, I’m excited too.  But when I’m on the field and I have this jersey on, I’m your coach, not your cousin.  Okay?”  But the two wolves had taken every opportunity to tell everyone on the team just how cool Sian was and how awesome it was that they were related.  

Sian’s peripheral sight grabbed his attention away from his clipboard as one of the younger boys, an eleven year-old lion named Florian, tripped over the ball yet again and was face down in the grass with his butt up in the air.  The teenage fox found himself unable to move for a moment as his eyes took their time roving over the shape of the young lion’s ass.  Sian felt his tummy tighten at such a plump specimen facing him like that but forced the feeling down in the pit of his stomach as best he could while he shuffled over to help Florian to his feet.

“Hey, Florian?  You okay?” Sian asked as he offered a paw to pull the young lion to his feet.  Florian smiled sweetly like he always did and nodded, a bit of embarrassment tinting his ears.  

“Yeah.  Thanks, coach.  You didn’t have to come over and do that.  That was so very nice of you, and I really appreciate it.  You’re very sweet.”

Florian turned and innocently bent over to dust the grass off his knees and lower legs, lifting his ass to Sian’s eyes again.  Sian swallowed hard and felt his cock struggle to break free of his will to stay docile.  The movement lifted the back of his cotton underwear over the rim of his soccer shorts.  Sian’s eyes dilated over the boy’s curves but he maintained his composure.  “N-No problem, bud.  You okay?  Remember what we talked about - don’t try to go faster than you can control.  Don’t suck on more than you can swallow - I… I mean more than you can chew if you bite.  That, um…  I promise you’ll cum later.  Gah!  No, speed!  S-Speed will come later, ‘kay?  For now, just work on control.  I promise you’ll handle balls with your feet faster … it, umm…  I-I mean you - y-you’ll get better.  ‘Kay?”

Florian nodded and bent over further to retie his shoes, pulling the fabric of his soccer shorts tight over his butt and along the crease between his cheeks.  “Okies, coach.  Will do.  Thanks again.”  

With his face in his paws, Sian took a breath and turned to head back to the sidelines before the argument his cock was making won out over his better judgment.  His heart was still fluttering and he was having a hard time getting the image of Florian’s plump eleven year-old ass out of his head.  He knew he should be concentrating on the roster and keeping an eye on the boys.  But first, he needed to sit and take a few cleansing breaths.  And possibly think seriously about jerking off before he came to practice.  

No sooner had he sat down on the bench than he was greeted by a twelve year-old mouse named Ari and his dingo friend Moriah who stuck next to Ari’s side whenever possible.  The two of them came running up together with Ari looking concerned.  

“Mr. Sian?  Sir?  I have to pee,” the mouse whimpered, looking rather sheepish.

The teenage fox looked back confused, waiting for the punchline or at least more information.  “Well?  Go pee, um…  Andy - no, Ari!  Ari, right?  That’s fine.  You don’t need my permission to piss.  Just tell me or Coach and go.  It’s fine.”

The mouse shuffled his feet and nodded, his large rodent ears flicked and twisted.  “Yeah, umm… I know.  You said that we could.  But, um…  I can’t.  My shorts are tied and I can’t untie them.  Can you untie them?”

The twelve year-old mouse moved his crotch up close to Sian and lifted his shirt up.  Sian’s eyes traced over the fur on the mouse’s tummy and the top of the elastic band of his underwear.  Ari used his free paw to tug the firmly tied waistband out enough so that Sian could see the knot he’d put in his drawstring.  Sian looked down at the knot and also the bulge in the boy’s briefs below, under the glow of light shining through the nylon fabric.  The teenage fox felt his cock shift again.  He sighed and shuddered.

“Yeah, sure.  Don’t you know how to tie a bow?  Like you do with your shoes?”

Ari nodded and blushed more.  “Yeah.  I just wanted to make sure they didn’t come off.  Last year one of the other boys pulled my shorts down in the middle of a game an’ I wasn’t wearing underwear ‘cause I forgot and people saw everything.”

Sian dug his claw into one side of the knot and opened his mouth reflexively to ask how on Earth could he have managed to forget to wear underwear but thought better of it.  He tugged at the first layer of the knot and tried to get some leverage with his finger on the other side - trying not to think about the soft feel of Ari’s underwear on his knuckles when the mouse doubled over and giggled.

“Eeek!  No, don’t!  N—Not there - I’m so ticklish.  Hee hee…”  

Now, not only was the imaginary image of Ari naked on the soccer field in his head, Sian’s imagination was also consumed with how ticklish his tummy was.  The gray fox’s cock stirred again, forcing him to swallow down his heat once more.  Sian folded the fabric down so the knot was on the outside, but now his fingers were resting on the ridge of the twelve year-old mouse’s bulge as he worked.  And he could swear he felt Ari’s dick twitch under his palm.  Sian swallowed hard again.  The back of his fingers brushed across the mound in Ari’s shorts and he could feel definition between the mouse’s dick and his balls.  A surge of hormones flooded Sian’s brain and he felt a warm haze cover him.  While his forefingers tugged at the knot in the string, his little finger reached out with a mind of its own and lightly traced the circumference of the pouch in Ari’s underwear beneath the sheer nylon fabric.  Sian bit his lip and felt the mouse’s cock twitch for sure this time.  He huffed.  He needed to hurry before his own cock took over completely.  

“There.  Now, don’t tie it like that again - we nearly had to cut the string off.  You don’t wanna get caught like this again the next time you wanna take your pants off.  I…  I m-mean when you need to t-take your pants off.  T-To pee.  N-not, like, to take your pants off for me or anything.  Look - Just tie it in a bulge next time.  Bow!  I mean t-tie it in a… um…”

But the young mouse heard little of what Sian had told him and was already scampering away, barely holding his loose, untied shorts up over his underwear. “Thanks!” Ari squeaked as he ran towards the gym building with his friend Moriah matching his stride.  

Sian ran his fingers over his ears and pulled himself to his feet from the bench.  Between the antics of the younger players, who were at that awkward age of basically still young cubs in nearly adult bodies, and Sian’s overactive libido trying to make his eyes feast on the curve of every adolescent body on the field, it was going to be a challenge to keep himself focused on what he needed to do.  But Sian was determined to be the best coach he could and make this the best team in the league.  The gray fox took a breath and exhaled.  He just needed to keep his urges in check, push his hormones away, and lock his brain into coaching mode.  Then, later, he could go home and jerk off several times if he needed to.  It would be that simple.  He just couldn’t think of anything having to do with sex while he was wearing his coach’s uniform.  No problem, right?  Sian took another deep cleansing breath and nearly gagged on the sudden whiff of teen musk.  Sian felt an arm drape over his shoulder.  His fourteen year-old wolf cousin Wyatt, panting and very sweaty, stood next to him with his arm around Sian and a grin on his muzzle.  

“Well, what do you think?  The team looks pretty good, right?  The newbies need some work, sure.  But me and Jeremy got your back.  Are you gonna make us both team captains since we’re both the oldest or is it something for just one of us, or..?  I mean - whatever you want is fine, of course.  But did you see me flip the ball past Imad just then?  You’re gonna show me how you did that spin move you showed me an’ River before, right?  I bet I can do it.  But other than that, I think we’re gonna be great this year.  Do you need any help like organizing formations or positions?  I could do that if you wanted.  Is there something, like, specific you’d want me to do to help you out any?”

Sian barely heard a word Wyatt was saying.  The gray fox’s nostrils flared and drew in the smell of Wyatt’s sweat.  The teen wolf’s scent transported Sian back to the night the two of them had started kissing and then Sian had fucked Wyatt’s brains out on his parent’s bed.  They had both ended up exhausted and sweaty and sticky.  Now the smell of Wyatt’s body went straight to Sian’s balls.  Sian felt his abdomen tighten and his cock press out against his underwear.  He moved Wyatt’s paw off his shoulder and tried to steady his breathing.

“What I need from you, Wyatt, is to remember that I’m your coach right now.  Not your buddy or your cousin.  You’re one of my players on the team the same as everybody else and not my ass… m-my ass-sistant.”

Wyatt nodded and shook the sweat off his ears with a grin.  “No problem, Sian.  You don’t have to worry about me!”

Sian nodded as Wyatt trotted off.  The teenage fox’s eyes were uncontrollably drawn to the sweat on Wyatt’s shorts outlining his very toned ass.  The same ass Sian had gone balls-deep in with wild abandon.  He nodded to Wyatt again as the wolf looked back one more time and got angry at himself that Wyatt probably saw him looking.  But as much as they’d probably both enjoy another romp like that last one, Sian was resolute on his one rule that no matter what he would not have sex with Wyatt again while he was coaching the team.  He knew it would bring nothing but trouble and lead to favoritism or Wyatt probably reading too much into it.  Not that he was planning on getting down and dirty with any of the other players either.  He was their coach and that was just not right.  But Wyatt had to understand that they couldn’t just fuck whenever they felt horny to just because they had once before.  Sian sighed again and tried to force some of the blood in his cock back up into his brain.  Maybe after the season was over, he and Wyatt could fool around some more.  Sian looked over at Wyatt’s ass as he ran past him and grinned.  The fox licked his lips.  Yeah - it would be good to get a piece of that again.  But after the season was over and he was no longer their coach.  Anything else would just not be proper.  

While Sian felt his cock tingle with the promise of feeling the warmth of that firm fourteen year-old wolf butt again, he nearly jumped out of his fur as a shrill tweet of a whistle shattered his daydream and slapped him back to reality.  Then followed the booming voice of the panda’s thick southern accent.  

“Ah-ight, now!  Good work, boys.  Bring it on in, now.  Bring it on in.  Let’s go!  Hustle up, young ‘uns!  Double time, now!”

The boys all sprinted towards Sian and the coach, converging around them in a cluster of panting, sweaty fur.  Wyatt grinned at his cousin to which Sian winked back, forgetting for a moment his vow to keep himself professional on the field.  But the gray fox quickly straightened up and pretended not to see his younger cousin River’s bid for his attention by waving at him.  

“Ah-ight, young ‘uns.  Simmer down now, simmer down.  Y’all are looking right fine out there.  Right fine.  As good a first day as I ever did see.  Our first game is next Saturday against the Vikings.  It’s a four-hour drive so remember to be here early that Friday morning with yer sack dinner an’ yer overnight bag.  Y’all got any questions on that?”

The boys shook their heads and said nothing.  A sudden gasp followed by a decidedly loud “HAHH-TTCHHIIEEWW!” from the back of the group made everyone jump and then giggle.  Everyone turned and looked at a very embarrassed eleven year-old alsatian who rubbed his nose and grinned sheepishly.  “S-S’cuse me.”

The panda winked at the blushing young alsatian and nodded.  “Ah-ight.  Any other questions?”

The boys all giggled and shook their heads.

“Ah-ight, then.  Sian?  Anything to add?”

Sian’s tail prickled.  He had not prepared anything to say and he really wished he’d known that Coach would want him to give a speech and that this was pretty unfair to put this much pressure on him to speak.  He cleared his throat and stalled by looking over some pages on his clipboard.  His tail flicked erratically.

“Uhhh…  I mean overall you guys are looking, um, good and all.  You’re handling your balls well - Hey!  Come on, guys.  You know what I mean…”  Sian blushed along with some of the younger players.  “And, um…  I think we might run some more tryouts for goalkeeper before the game just to make sure that…  Um…”

Sian stopped and jumped as the panda slapped his large paw on the fox’s shoulder with a thump.  “Let’s have a clap for our new coach, huh?  He’s doin’ jus’ fine!”

The boys all nodded and followed the coach’s lead in a round of applause with a whistle from Wyatt in the back of the group.  Sian smiled and nodded for lack of a better idea of what to do, but was grateful he didn’t have to speak anymore and hoped he didn’t look too stupid during the whole ordeal.  Still, it did make him wag to hear the coach say that.  

“Ah-ight then!  Who are we?”

“THE EAGLES!”

“Who’s the best team ever?”

“THE EAGLES!”

“Who’s gonna win next week?”

“THE EAGLES!”

“All together now!”

“Goooooooooooooo EAGLES!  HEY!”

“Ah-ight!  Now get yer sweaty butts to the showers!”

Sian rounded up a couple of the boys to gather up the soccer balls and the training cones from the field as the herd of young soccer studs made their way back to the gym to get cleaned up.  Everyone’s soccer shorts and shirts clung to their damp fur as they laughed and joked with each other on the way back towards the locker room.  Sian looked over at the coach who nodded and gave him a thumbs-up gesture that made the teenage fox wag again and grin back.  Sian turned to follow the cluster of sweaty soccer shorts meandering towards the doors of the gym.

Sian passed through the double doors and felt a wave of cooled, conditioned air wash over him and chill the dampness in his fur, reminding him of just how much he needed a shower as much as the rest of the team.  While the players all turned left and headed down the concrete hallway towards the lockers and showers, Sian took up the bags of soccer balls and equipment and followed the panda towards his office.  The coach unlocked the storage room with his key and let Sian inside to put everything away.  Sian wiped his paws on his jersey and beamed at the coach.

“So, pretty good first day, huh?  I think we’ve got a real talent pool to work with here.”  The panda nodded back and chewed on his bamboo, walking towards his office with Sian trailing behind him.  “Ummm…  So I have no idea how this works for coaches or if I’m an ‘official’ coach in that capacity.  Like, do we have our own shower and is it okay if I use it or…  I mean I’m assuming you’d want to go first of course.”

The panda gave a half chuckle and grinned.  “Oh, sure.  It’s right next to the jacuzzi and the massage table.”

Sian’s ears fell.  His cock twitched impatiently in his underwear.  “Um.  Oh, I see so… then I guess I’ll just wait until the team is finished before…”

“Nah.  Y’all don’t wanna do that.  Ain’t no reason to wait since we’re all chickens here in the same barn, anyhow.  An’ besides - I need ya to get the boys herded in and washed down.  The older ones’ll stand around gabbin’ all day and the younger ‘uns will try and wait ‘til everyone’s all done so they can try an’ change without no one seein’ their weenies.  So go on.  Get after ‘em and get ‘em in the shower before I get old and retire.  Use rope if ya gotta - we got some in the store room,” he chuckled.  

Sian nodded and gave a weak smile.  “Y-you got it, coach,” he nodded.  

The gray fox turned and looked down the concrete hallway towards the locker room entryway.  Voices of young boys echoed across the cement floors along with the smell of sweat and testosterone.  Sian paused and took a breath to recenter himself, recalling his promise to himself to keep himself professional.  He would not let hormones or other distractions keep him from being the best coach he could for the team.  His nostrils flared and swallowed in gulps of air laced with the aroma of adolescence.  His underwear, damp with sweat, shifted to one side as his cock started to stir again.  But Sian steeled his determination to force his libido to behave.  He continued his walk down the concrete corridor with firm resolve not to let dick get him into trouble.  Then, as the gray fox turned the corner and entered into the rows of wooden benches and lockers, he bit his lip and whimpered.

As the gray fox entered the locker room, he felt his eyes grow large and heavy.  The room was barely big enough for all of them to be in there at once and required some significant acrobatic skills if you wanted to move about without rubbing up against anyone’s tail or… whatever.  The benches in front of the lockers were overflowing with half-naked teens and preteens all pretending that they had nothing to hide.  Sian swallowed a large lump in his throat as he bent and twisted his body to make his way to the other side of the room where his bag was waiting, giving serious thought to closing his eyes along the way.  Not that it would help much with the overwhelming smell of developing sex penetrating his nostrils.  

As Sian stepped into the cluster of tails, butts, bare feet, underwear, and sweaty, shirtless boys, his eyes first fell upon the pair of twelve year-old red panda twins, Nao and Tadao.  They were impossible to tell apart and they loved that no one could.  One was shirtless with his soccer shorts hanging down exposing most of his sweaty underwear and the other was lifting his shirt over his head, giving Sian a firm view of his lithe body and wiry features.  Between the two of them, Sian could not see even one strand of fur different on their bodies.  The gray fox blinked and found himself imagining laying them down on a bed, side by side, running his fingers across the fur on their bodies, feeling the soft texture under the guise of looking for whatever differences he could find.  He imagined them freely naked under his touch, rolling over for him so he could inspect them thoroughly, caressing their young features with his paws, stroking down their sides, and running his fingers over the curves of their butts.  They both looked back in his direction as if on instinct and met his gaze, breaking his fantasy in a rush of heat to his ears.  Sian looked away as one of them lowered his shirt over his crotch to obscure an awkward boner that was lifting against his shorts.  

He turned his attention too late to not be caught looking and got an eyeful of the same mouse, Ari, from earlier bent over in his cotton underwear and pulling his shorts off his ankles.  His underwear was so damp and tight, the fox’s dilated pupils could easily make out the crease in his butt that led down to his balls.  Ari was babbling non-stop and talking the ear off of his dingo friend Moriah who was seated next to him on the bench and peeling his socks off his feet.  Moriah and Ari were the same age and seemed to be joined at the hip.  Sian blinked and drank in how soft and tender Moriah’s feet looked as his damp socks slid off them.  They looked supple and probably very ticklish.  Sian’s cock lurched at that idea and strongly encouraged him to go find out.  Ari turned around and waved hi to Sian, giving the teenage fox an eyeful of the bulge his fingers had traced over earlier.  In the instant it took Sian to blink, his mind took him to the same locker room they were in but with on the three of them, where Ari would not protest as Sian slid his paw down the front of the young mouse’s sweaty underwear and fondled under his balls, feeling the pulse of his young cock flinch against Sian’s gentle fingers.  All while his friend Moriah laid back in his underwear and let Sian test his ability to not giggle or even smile as the fox tickled the arches of his feet lightly with his claws.  Moriah peeled off his other sock and rubbed his fingers along the soft arch of his foot, oblivious to Sian’s eyes watching his fingers’ every move.  

Sian’s eyes fell next upon Jiro and Imad, both thirteen and both in impressive physical shape for their age - a fact that was clearly evident as they stood in naught but their briefs next to each other.  Jiro was a tanuki originally born in Japan before his parents immigrated.  He was fluent in several martial arts as well as several spoken languages.  Imad was a mongoose and one of the larger boys on the team.  He was a looming presence on the soccer field and was easily the most aggressive player on the team.  Both were very proud of their physical achievements and liked to wear skimpy bikini brief underwear to show off as much as possible.  Both would jump at any challenge of strength or endurance and drank competition like it was water.  They were usually seen together, sometimes trying to one up each other on push-ups or other tests of endurance.  They were both flexing and trying to show the other one up at how big their muscles were.  Sian glanced down and saw that both of their butts were just as toned and hard as the rest of their bodies.  Sian could almost feel how taut their asses would feel beneath his groping fingers as he bent each one of them over and slid his cock up between their firm cheeks, filling their cracks with his precum and teasing their virgin buttholes with the hot tip of his cock.  As they both turned and nodded towards Sian, the fox couldn’t help but see wrapped up in the thin stretchy fabric of their underwear were two decidedly impressive packages for boys their age, with features clearly outlined in the damp cotton.  He nodded back nervously and turned before his swelling cock started to become more noticeable in his soccer shorts.  He could feel pre starting to creep up his shaft, threatening to spill out.

By this point, Sian was panting and felt a heat that was not from the steam wafting from the showers.  He just wanted to get undressed and jump under a cold shower before he started leaking precum all over himself and the locker room floor.  Every breath he took was awash in the aroma of adolescent boys and the acrid taste of burgeoning sexual awakening.  He could feel his cock heating up and lifting against the damp cloth of his underwear which was all that was preventing his nylon shorts from bulging out.  He was only halfway through the locker room.

As Sian shuffled past Imad and Jiro, careful to not let the ridge of his bulge brush against their butts, he looked over to see the tiger Karthik standing in his underwear and checking himself in his mirror.  Karthik was also thirteen like Imad and Jiro, but didn’t share their fascination with physical feats of triumph.  Instead, he was constantly preoccupied with his appearance and whether his fur was lying properly and if it was shiny enough.  Even though he had not showered yet, he was busy brushing out his neck and chest and pausing to douse himself with the latest in powerful-smelling body sprays marketed to teenagers with the implied promise of getting laid constantly.  Even beneath the dense cloud of synthetic pheromones and cheap perfume, the fox’s acute nose caught the whiff of pent up adolescent need radiating from the contoured pouch bulging from the front of his underwear.  Like his thirteen year-old counterparts, his bulge was impressive and had a well-defined set of balls lying under his cock.  As Karthik turned and admired the lay of his fur from all angles, Sian’s eyes traced over the gentle curves of his young thighs, up his toned butt, along the spread of his ribs, and across his broadening chest.  The fox licked his lips absently to keep from drooling.  Karthik was one of those boys who could pull off pretty without being girly.  Sian saw both of them standing in a sea of steam from the showers as the fox’s paws slid around the younger tiger’s body and pulled him in close.  Sian imagined the taste of Karthik’s soft lips as he kissed him, feeling the heat of Karthik’s blush rise in his cheeks.  While Sian’s tongue explored the depths of Karthik’s mouth, his paws explored the contours of the tiger’s young, firm body, eventually slipping down the back of his underwear and pressing between his butt cheeks.  The whimper from Karthik as Sian pressed two fingers up deep inside him, muffled by their pressed lips, would make Sian grin and his cock get that much harder.  Sian opened his eyes again and felt the first strand of pre leak out of his cock and bleed into his sweaty underwear.  Karthik made one more pass with the mirror over his neatly groomed body and added a few more spritzes of body spray for good measure.  

Sian’s head was swimming.  He needed the cool rush of water from the shower to clear his mind before the tentative control he was painfully exerting to restrain his sex crumbled and his dick ripped through his underwear and slung clear strands of pre all over the locker room.  He swallowed hard and moved past Karthik where all six of the eleven year-olds were clustered together, still fully dressed, and stalling for time just as Coach had predicted.  Along with Sian’s wolf cousin, River, there was Destin, Danny, Florian, Tyne, and Prym.  Destin was a scrawny alsatian who, Sian had been warned, was allergic to everything and carried a veritable pharmacy of meds with him wherever he went.  He was trying his best to shove his snout down the front of his soccer jersey in the midst of a rapid sneezing fit resulting from Karthik’s liberal application of body perfume.  

Next to Destin, and laughing hysterically at his misfortune, were Tyne and Prym.  Tyne was the first civet that Sian had ever met and also had propensity for telling hugely exaggerated tales.  When he’d first been introduced, Tyne tried to regale Sian with the story about how his entire family had banded together to expel an intruder from their home that culminated in the use of a flamethrower which sent the assailant burning and screaming into the night.  As it turned out, it was a rather large cockroach that his sister had torched with her hair spray and a lighter that had nonetheless seriously freaked out his mother.  Prym was a leopard with a fetish for black denim, chains, sunglasses, and a ‘Come at me, bro!’ attitude towards anyone.  He kept a novelty comb shaped like a switchblade knife in his back pocket and tried to stare down anyone he saw.  

Danny, Florian, and River were standing close to, but not quite a part of, the group of the other three eleven year-olds.  Danny, a ferret born with apparently no sense of balance or coordination, was always walking around with a look on his face like he was afraid of being punched for being a screw-up.  He was known to walk into walls and was usually apologizing profusely for his clumsiness.  The lion, Florian, was a culmination of all that was different from his peers.  He had a quiet and serene look to him and was usually smiling softly.  Florian stayed away from trouble usually and was generally pleasant to be around.  Sian was struck by angelic shape and glow of his face.  He had the most beautiful brown eyes the fox had ever seen on anyone and a smile that would disarm the coldest of hearts.  Nothing seemed to bother him much and he was one of those cubs who was just happy to play the game regardless of who won.  

Sian paused by the group of younger boys and looked past them to the last two members of the soccer team - his team co-captains, Wyatt and Jeremy.  Wyatt, Sian’s other wolf cousin, and Jeremy, a cheetah and Wyatt’s best friend on the team, were both fourteen so this was their last summer playing for this league before school started in the fall.  They had the most experience and were both very capable players that Sian hoped to rely on to help train the others.  They were also both gorgeous boys that made Sian’s heart skip a beat.  

Wyatt was just getting up from having removed the last of his clothing, standing naked with his towel draped over his shoulder and chatting with Jeremy.  He had a body honed from years of competitive sports and was developing all the best traits that puberty had to offer.  His chest and abs were showing the first shades of definition and his ass and thighs looked like they’d been chiseled out of wood.  It was a body Sian was intimately familiar with.  Sian knew both the taste of Wyatt’s lips and his cum.  It was difficult, to say the least, for Sian to not see Wyatt sexually - especially when he was standing there naked like that.  Sian’s cock was already on a hair trigger and the temptation to whisper in Wyatt’s ear for him to linger back so the two of them could shower together privately was painfully difficult to ignore.  Standing next to him, his cheetah friend Jeremy was just peeling off his sweaty briefs when Sian’s jaw hit the floor.  

Somehow, Sian had just now noticed that Jeremy was nothing short of stunning.  His body was lithe and clearly built for speed, not as sharply toned or stout as Wyatt’s lupine frame.  A single strand of drool escaped the gray fox’s lip as he watched Jeremy’s underwear slowly reveal for the first time the soft round curves of his ass.  He had gentle curves on his buttocks and thighs that looked more graceful than masculine.  As he lifted his leg to step out of his sweaty undies, Sian swallowed hard, gazing at the side of the arches of his feet.  So smooth and supple like silk.  Jeremy turned as he pulled his other leg free, giving the awestruck teenage fox a complete view of his front, complete with a slight shudder of his well-hung sex as he stepped out of his briefs fully.  Sian’s nostrils flared again, aimed directly at Jeremy’s crotch like a sniper.  He drew in the sweet aroma of the cheetah’s musk which seemed to smell sweeter to him over the bitter aftertaste of all the others.  The teenage fox’s eyes fluttered and flooded his vision with what he wanted to do to that cheetah.  He wanted to taste the sweat off those large balls of his, suck on the tip of that cock, drag his tongue over Jeremy’s nipples, tongue-bathe his chest and abs, taste the sweet nectar of Jeremy’s ass and rim him for hours on end, kiss those lips from dawn ‘til dusk while groping every part of that body, and rub their cocks together until they both erupted in a flood of cum that left them too weak to stand.  Sian felt his balls tingle as his eyes traced over the downward curve of Jeremy’s cock and around the ellipses of his balls.  For a moment, their eyes met as Jeremy grabbed his towel and turned back towards Wyatt.  Sian felt the breath sucked out of him.  He continued to stare dumbly as the cheetah’s rounded ass sauntered away from him and towards the billowing steam of the showers and his tail flicked in a cute J-shape just before he disappeared.  

“Helloo-oo.  Sian?  You okay?”

The teenage fox blinked as his cousin River’s paw waved in front of his face.  He turned and looked, momentarily confused, as the group of younger players grinned back and him and snickered.

“Are you alright, Mr. Sian?” Florian asked, the only one whose face had even a hint of genuine concern.

“Huh?  Wha..?  Yeah!  No, yeah, I’m fine.  Sorry, I was just…”  Sian shook the haze from his brain and became immediately aware of just how visible his bulge had gotten.  He wasn’t pitching a full tent yet, but his cock was certainly making itself known to the room.  He plopped down immediately on the nearest bench and started untying his shoes.  His heart was still thumping and he was probably pretty flushed in the face, though it was thankfully not clear under the dim fluorescent lights.  He started in on the others before they could say anything about it.

“Come on.  Get going and get in the shower.  There’s plenty of hot water for everyone.  No need to wait.  Let’s go!”  He clapped his paws at the group of eleven year-olds standing around holding their tails.

Only River and Florian moved at first.  River knew that tone of his cousin’s voice and knew better than to challenge him anyway.  Florian looked more like he was simply the obedient sort and began stripping off his shirt immediately.  Sian couldn’t help but wonder if Florian would just strip for him like that if they were someplace private.  The others weren’t so sure of how much they could get away with and anything to stall for more time would be a win.  Prym was the first to mouth off.

“Well gee, if you wanted to see us cubs naked so badly all you had to do was ask nicely, Mr. Sian.”

Tyne and Destin both snickered and pretended to fumble with the draw strings in their shorts, watching to see what their new coach’s assistant would do.  

Sian continued to keep seated as his partial boner was still twitching and the sight of River and Florian in their damp underwear clinging so tightly to their balls was not helping.  Sian peeled one of his socks off and looked up at the smirking leopard.  He twitched one ear and flicked the tip of his tail in annoyance.  Sian motioned for Prym to come closer.  The leopard cub shrugged and walked up, but Sian could see uncertainty in the motion of his tail.  

“Turn around and raise your arms over your head,” Sian told him with no hint of kidding in his voice.  Prym looked confused but did it with a roll of his eyes.  Sian grabbed his wrists and held them together tight.  The gray fox leaned his muzzle in closer beside the leopard’s ear and said, “Now…  Have you ever been tickled so much that you pissed yourself right in front of all your friends?”

The leopard cub gulped and shivered, acutely aware of how exposed his ribs and armpits were.  The other boys noticed that River shuddered and took a half step back when Sian said it.  The fox grinned a toothy smile and licked his lips at the others.  “Because whichever one of you is the last one in the shower, I’m going to grab and tie your arms together and…”  Sian ran the tip of his finger down the length of the leopard cub’s side starting at his armpit.  Prym squealed wit giggles and wriggled free, his fur prickling all over.

The boys nearly ripped their own soccer uniforms off and flung them in all directions, laughing nervously, and trying not to be the last to get undressed.  River and Florian had a head start since they were already only in their underwear.  They flung off their briefs and scampered towards the steamy shower room.  The other four nearly fell over themselves trying to get undressed and suddenly no longer caring who saw them naked at the prospect of being tickled until they peed everywhere.  None of them were really sure if he’d do it but they were also not about to leave it to chance.  Sian watched with satisfaction as the other four naked butts scrambled their way towards the showers.  

The teenage fox sighed and peeled off the rest of his clothes, noting that his cock was still on the verge of leaping up for attention and still trying to flood his brain with desires to fixate on the glorious garden of nudity on display in the next room.  He knew it would look bad if he didn’t shower with them.  The coach had all but told him to do it, showing some solidarity with the team.  Although, Sian did notice that the large panda was absent from all this.  Maybe there really was a coach’s shower after all.  Sian shrugged and grabbed a towel around his waist to try and obscure his swollen loins as much as possible, though he still had to hold his towel at the front to keep it from revealing too much.  

The scene in the shower was no help at all.  There were no individual shower stalls, only a giant semicircle of shower nozzles spraying jets of steamy water across fifteen naked cubs.  Sian whimpered again at the sight of wet fur clinging to naked bodies; water cascading over tight little cocks and round little nutsacks; soap suds crawling down backs, over tails, and down the crevices of so many round little butts.  His cock, unwilling to be ignored any longer, nearly launched the towel off of him and sprung straight up, slinging strands of pre across the wet shower floor.  Sian gasped and grabbed the farthest shower head away from everyone else and did his best to angle his hips and legs so that his body and the steam might obscure his raging hard-on.

The shower was at least soothing.  The teenage fox could feel the day’s sweat and funk streaming out of his fur and washing down the drain.  The warm water felt amazing on his hypersensitive dick which throbbed under the cascade of hot water and tried to convince him that it was indeed possible to jerk off with no one noticing if he was very careful and didn’t move too much.  Sian ran his paw over his scrotum and fondled his balls in his fingers.  They felt very full, and ached to be relieved.  He sighed heavily and looked up at the ceiling, wondering if he was even going to make it through the season at this rate.  Though he was loathe to relinquish the shade provided by the steam, he killed the hot water and nearly yelped as the icy blast from the showerhead chilled him to the bone.  Sian backed up and let the water wash over his cock, hoping to chill his loins into submission.

Despite his better judgment he looked back across the group of showering cubs again as the cold water sucked more of the heat out of his sex.  His eyes quickly found Jeremy in the group and remained locked there.  Time seemed to slow down again as Sian watched the cheetah’s paws swipe across and caress his naked body, wiping soapy lather over his abdomen and down over his crotch and thighs.  His fingers cradled his round, full buttocks as he rinsed off the bubbles of soap and sent the scurrying down his legs into the drain.  The fox shuddered and felt his tummy tighten as Jeremy bent over to flick suds off his ankles and toes, giving Sian a glimpse of the underside of his balls along with the supple, pink flesh of his star.  He felt his cock throb despite the cold water treatment and was feeding him all sorts of suggestions about going over to offer to wash Jeremy’s back for him - anything that would bring Sian’s cock closer to that amazing ass of his.  Sian gave up and turned the hot water back on.  There was no use in risking pneumonia if his cock was too hard to be tamed anyway.

The cubs began to file out of the shower to dry off and get dressed.  Some hollered out good-byes to Sian as they left to which the fox continued to lean against the wall, resting on one paw, and waved to them without looking back.  It wasn’t long before he did finally look back and realized he was there alone.  Everyone was gone.  Only him, the warm spray of water cascading over his ears and down his tail, his raging-hard cock, and his thoughts about damp, clingy underwear and wet, naked cubs.  With a sigh of resignation, he wrapped his fingers around his throbbing sex and gently stroked down the sides and over the tip.  Everyone was gone now and besides, it would certainly make putting on his jeans a lot easier if he didn’t have to cram his hard dick into them.  Sian licked his lips and closed his eyes, letting his paw travel freely over his cock and feeling the cum rise quickly from his balls.  He murred under the shower spray and pictured Wyatt as his logical choice to bring a swift, hard orgasm to his crotch.  But his thoughts slipped quickly to Jeremy again and how the soap bubbles had outlined the curves in his body so beautifully.  Sian’s paw quickened over his tip as his nose recalled the sweet scent of Jeremy’s sweaty underwear even over the other musky smells in the room.  Sian felt his balls tighten, but he was no longer sure if he wanted such a quick release.  He wanted to think about that gorgeous cheetah some more and how his balls rested so snuggly in his underwear and how soft and delicious his ass looked.  Sian grunted.  The cum was rising whether he wanted to prolong this or not.  He let his thoughts wander to how it would taste to have Jeremy cum in his mouth.  All that hot seed jetting from that hard cock of his while Sian…

“Y’all still here?  Don’t blame ya much.  Damn hard to get a decent shower with all them young’uns around, ain’t it?”

Sian jumped out of his fur and gasped, choking hard on the water spray and gagging as his heart nearly ruptured in his chest.  He looked over his shoulder and saw the naked form of the coach meandering into the shower, hanging his towel up over on one of the wall hooks.  The fox’s eyes swelled in shock.  There beneath the panda’s protruding gut was the thickest cock he’s ever seen swaying back and forth with each step.  It almost looked as thick as a soda can and looked like it would probably gag him if he tried to swallow it.  And equally as shocking were the size of the panda’s balls hanging just a bit too low to look correctly placed on his body and swaying between the movement of his thighs.  The last time Sian had seen anything close to balls that big was on images of porn star bears who were, of course, naturally gifted with cantaloupes hanging under their cocks to begin with.  Sian scrunched his brow in disbelief and tried to look away, but the oscillating balls were almost hypnotic.  The coach paid him no mind and turned on a nearby shower.

“Take yer time, son.  I know how needy you boys can get and how difficult it is to think clear-headed.  Nothin’ like a nice long shower to relieve all that pent-up the stress, huh?”

Sian turned away from the sight of the coach’s giant ass shaking back and forth under the shower spray and stared at the wall in front of him.  Did…  Did that just happen?  Did the coach just make a suggestion that he should feel free to jerk off in the shower in front of him?  Sian ran his paws over his ears and swiped the water from his face.  Surely he was mistaken.  He must have misheard.  No way the coach would have said something like that.

The fox’s ears folded down and his tail started to tuck itself under him.  He was too scared to turn around and see for sure but there was, behind him, a sound that could best be described as a pair of pendulous balls slapping repeatedly against the side of very heavy thighs due to some sort of rapid, thrusting motion.  Sian swallowed hard and tried not to think about that.  Surely he was mistaken and it was just the way the water was clearing the drain or…  something.

“Yeah…  nnggng…  Ya did ah-ight today, Sian.  Very good job… nnfff…  k-keeping all those boys a-goin’…”

Sian nodded absently but couldn’t find his voice to answer.  Surely there was another explanation for the sounds that he was hearing.  How could this grown man just jerk off in the same room with him like this?  Sian looked over his shoulder just long enough to see the large panda leaning up against the wall on one arm with his other probably washing his stomach… or something.  Sian jerked his gaze back to the wall in front of him and reminded himself that his imagination was just going wild since he had sex on the brain all day.  That was all.  Nothing more.

“Nngggppff!!  Oh, l-lawd…  I s-see you takin’ a likin’ to some of ‘em too.  And they-all seem to…  rrrfff!..  They l-like what they see on you too…  oh…  ooohhh…  And that’s good.  No harm in…  g-gettin’ friendly.”

Sian closed his eyes and tried his best not to imaging how much the panda’s gut was probably shaking with each stroke of that hard, thick cock of his.

“Nngggh…. Oh…  good lawd…  nnffgg…  T-Tomorrow.  Y’all should…  start with stretching and  g-get those boys nice and l-limbered up.  That’s important.  Want ‘em all f-flexible and … gghg…  nnff… c-careful… of c-cramps…”

Sian shuddered and felt his tail wrap itself under his legs.  He really, really did not want the image in his head and he was damn sure not going to turn around to see for sure, for fear of what horrors might await him.  He heard the rhythm get harder and faster along with a distinctive slurping sound of flesh sliding under a cascade of water.  Sian winced and wondered just how much stamina the coach had.

“NNNPPFF!  Good…  gawd..!  UUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Sian winced and whimpered out loud as the sound of a very large amount of thick… substance sounded like it splatted up against a tile wall and then got sucked into a gurgling drain.  Several times.  He continued to stare at the wall in front of him, not daring to turn around and fully prepared to wait hours under the water if necessary to make sure the coast was completely clear before he looked back.  His ears finally detected the sound of a locker shutting hard and he surmised it was at last safe to turn off the shower and get out of there.  Sian looked down at the sagging wet fur over his body and sighed.  At least he no longer had a boner to worry about.  And the way he was feeling, he might not again for quite some time.  

Sian turned off the shower and padded himself dry with his towel as he trudged back into the locker room to get his clothes.  His balls were throbbing in anger at having been denied the hefty release they were promised and were full of pent up cum.  Sian massaged his balls between his fingers as he walked away from the showers, unable to get the sound of the panda’s thick cock slapping against that gut out of his mind.  Sian slumped down on the locker room bench and sighed.  Maybe once he got home he could relax and take his time to stroke himself off properly, though he’d probably get cum everywhere as backed up as his was.  He inhaled to clear his head and felt a surge of heat hit him again as the smell of teenage sweat and musky underwear filled his nostrils again.  Sian’s cock throbbed to life once more, assuring him that his sex was ready and willing.  The teenage fox glanced over the locker room, haunted by the ghosts of young teen and preteen boys undressing and sliding their young bodies out of their underwear.  The fox licked his lips and leaned back against the wall, murring to himself with his eyes closed and his cock throbbing in his caressing paw.  He would let himself cum freely in here just this once.  Just one time to get it out of his system.  After today, he was a professional.

“Hrrrrr-GGGFFFFF-F-F-FUUUCK!”  Sian grunted out loud as a thick rope of cum launched from his cock and splatted across the locker room floor in front of him followed by several others that left puddles of white goo strewn out in front of him.  He slumped against the bench and paused to catch his breath, panting heavily and feeling like he could sleep forever right there on the bench as the waves of euphoria washed over him.  

His lust sated, the teenage fox had no more desire to spend any more time than necessary in the smelly locker room.  Sian finished getting dressed and flung his towel on the floor over his mess, stepping on it a few times before flinging it in the bin with the others.  Now that that was out of his system, he was sure it would be smooth sailing from here on out.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Soccerballing - Chapter 01", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "2", "name": "Nudity", "description": "Nonsexual nudity exposing breasts or genitals (must not show arousal)", "rating_id": "1" }, { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "21", "views": "1527" }