naughty bottom, so let’s step out into the locker room. Everyone should be gone by now."

Danny didn't argue. He knew it was futile. He just obeyed. All three men headed for the locker room and Coach Davis took special note of how Danny's jeans hugged the teen’s huge rump. It was true Coach Davis wanted to help Danny but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to seeing the muscular youth strip down as well.

The Coach was right; the locker room was empty. He ordered Danny to strip down. Danny just looked at his father for help but Trevor wasn't going to back down. He knew if he did Coach Davis would throw Danny off the team and he couldn't have that.

"Danny!" snapped the Coach "I said strip and when I give an order I expect it to be obeyed."

"Da, yes Coach. Sorry," replied Danny a he pulled his t-shirt up over his head exposing his rock hard chest and six pack abs. Danny kicked off his sneakers and undid his belt. He began to unbutton his pants and pull down the zipper. Danny was very muscular for his age, and his backside was abnormally large, so pants his size tended to be hard to find. They all tended to be a little too tight. Danny had to wiggle his big buns out of the tight denim and over his thick thighs. He then turned and tossed the jeans on the bench.

Both Coach Davis and Mr. Mannix let out an audible gasp when they saw the boy’s underwear. They were nylon hot pink bikini briefs with 1/2 sides and the back had a European cut that rode way up over Danny's perfectly round ass globes. Coach Davis was glad he wore his black jock strap today. It was extra tight and would hide his growing manhood. Mr. Mannix blushed with embarrassment at seeing his son in such feminine looking underwear. He could tell they were made for a man because of the extra room in front for cock and balls, but still they looked very much like panties. But Danny was oblivious to anybody’s reaction. He liked the underwear because all girls thought he looked hot in them. He just stood there with his "dumb jock look" plastered to his face unaware of the reaction his under pants had caused. "Yeah Coach, do I gotta remove my under pants?" asked the youth.

Coach Davis cleared his throat and gained his composure. "Ah, no Danny. That should be fine. That underwear you have on is very skimpy and I'm sure won't offer you much protection."

Mr. Mannix blushed harder. It seemed that he was more embarrassed about seeing his son showing off his big meaty rump in his sexy, somewhat see-through underwear than Danny was. And now to hear Coach Davis talk about them so freely, well that was ever more embarrassing to Trevor.

"Bend over the bench, Danny, and grab hold of it!" instructed the Coach.
Danny did as he was told shoving his huge bikini clad ass out, practically thrusting it in the faces of his father and his coach. As the teen bent over the thin bikini rode up over his milky white ass checks. The way his ass globes swallowed the small bikini it would appear that his ass hole was some sort of vortex sucking in the scant garment. Danny reached back and attempted to pull the underwear free from between