NOW!"

Harry was cornered. He felt the eyes of all his teammates and his Coach on him. He knew he had no choice. He pulled his T-shirt up over his head and off, exposing his well defined chest.

"Good. Now kick off your shoes!"

Harry kicked his shoes off. He felt his chest tightens because he knew what was next.

"Okay", sneered the Coach. "Now your pants."

"Please no!" pleaded Harry. "Just let me meet you on the field! Please!"

"I don't know what your game is but if you don't remove those jeans right now you’re out!!!" barked the Coach.

"No. Okay. Okay. I'm sorry," Harry closed his eyes as he undid the button on his jeans. He found the top of the zipper and pulled it down slowly hoping something would happen that would stop this but it didn't. Harry placed his hands on the waist of his jeans and pulled them down. He could feel his teammates’ eyes burning into him as he undressed for them. There was an audible gasp from the group of men. Even Coach Michaels’ jaw dropped. Now big muscle jock Harry stood before his peers and his coach in nothing but a see-thru lace thong. Harry's hands went to his groin to cover himself.

Coach Michaels spoke first, "What the fu... Arms at your sides! What the fuck are you wearing?!"

Harry blushed from embarrassment as he let his arms fall to his side. His prick was clearly visible through the thin lace and his left nut was still hanging out. "It's my girlfriend’s."

That got a huge laugh from the crowd. Then Coach Michaels asked, "Well, does she know you’re wearing it?!" That got another laugh.

"Yes. It was her idea. Look she said if I did she'd give me head. I've never done this before but she wanted me to and since we weren't supposed to have practice I figured who'd know?" Harry just blurted everything out in one breath.

Even Coach Michaels was starting to laugh at this point. "Turn around."

"What, Sir?"

"You heard me!" snapped the Coach, "Turn around."

Humiliated, Harry turn as instructed and another roar of laughter erupted. His ass stuck out at least 4 inches in back. The thin band of lace disappeared in between his mountains of ass flesh and all of his teammates were able to see his bare butt hanging out. This was the first time Harry ever felt uncomfortable being on display. Coach Michaels just slapped Harry hard on his rock hard buns and said,

"Get dressed and meet us on the field." The he ushered the team out to the field.
Harry changed and joined the team. The rest of practice the guys couldn't help but rib him about the lace thong panties. And that night when he met up with Jenny he told her the story which she found strangely erotic. She kept making him tell the tale and saying that it made her hot to think of him exposed like that before all his teammates. Women.

Jenny did end up giving Harry head that night but the whole time all Harry could think was how much better his teammate Carl was at giving head than Jenny was.