myself, wrapped in the large black trenchcoat I wore, and rubbed my arms. I could see my breath as it exited my mouth. My eyes were transfixed on the star of our football team and he bounced around trying to get warm and loosened up. His round ass cheeks tightened with each jump, and I could feel the real estate in my pants quickly getting filled. I thought to myself that it would be a very good night for jacking off once I got back to my dorm.

Once the game had gotten under way, I noticed a sound coming from beneath the bleachers. It was a rustling sound, as if leaves were being thrown everywhere. I looked down over my shoulder and saw two guys dressed in football uniforms. One of them was from my college and the other was from our rival college. At first I thought that they were going to get into a spat, but I noticed that the player from our team was rubbing the other one his chest. The rival team player had his hand on the other’s growing bulge. I could scarcely believe what was happening before my very eyes. My attention was completely diverted from the game to the scene happening below me. The two guys moved in for a kiss and sucked each other’s tongues.

I tried not to make a sound in hopes that they wouldn’t notice. I had an interest in guys, but I wasn’t ready at that time to let it be known, and I certainly didn’t want to let two football players let me catch them in the act. I probably would have been killed on the spot! For some reason, I didn’t think they noticed me. I was wearing all black, so I did appear rather unassuming. Or perhaps part of their thrill was knowing that someone else was watching. Either way, I wasn’t going to complain about this free and hot display of male sexuality.

I could see the remarkably well because of a light that hit them at just the right angle. One of the players untied the string containing the package of the other. He had on a jockstrap that poked straight forward because of his throbbing dick. Eventually the blood-filled red head of his penis ventured out and found its way into his friend’s mouth. Grunts that I would normally hear coming from the field were directly beneath me. My own cock had gotten hard by that point, and all I wanted to do was stroke it while watching the two players below.

That was easier said than done for me, however. I was painfully shy in those days, and it was hard enough to get out of dorm to see a game. I could not, however, control the powerful urges building in my groin. I finally decided to pull my arms out of their sleeves and let my arms rest inside of the trenchcoat. It was a rather large coat, and I was a skinny guy, so I didn’t think that it would have looked too funny if I played with myself underneath it. I slowly unzipped my pants and let my cock out. The outside skin was chilled, but it was burning within. I encircled my shaft with my hand