Coach blew the whistle and ran over to Mike and I. Big cock “Oh God.” Was all I could say. I moved my left leg over the bench to straddle it then laid back. Mike laughed, “What are you doing Matt?” I looked at him, “What?” Mike pointed around to all the other guys going commando in their singlets, “The professionals don’t wear anything under the singlet.” Mike said, “You just let it hang out and hope you don’t pop a bonner when a cheerleader looks at you the right way.” Most of the guys laughed and watched me as I pulled my jock off and slipped into my skin tight singlet commando. Without thinking I spread my legs apart to give his better access to my ass. At least some luck was on my side and I didn’t end up with Mike or Bob in my gym class, so I found I could control myself standing
