Ashley has to be home by 11:00." It sounds like we have a plan, Trent. I'm looking forward to Friday night." I am too. See you Friday night, Kyle. Bye..." Bye, Trent."--oooOooo--Coach Caffrey worked us pretty hard during practice on Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving. Coach called the whole team together in the locker room when we were done with our run. The assistants handed out copies of the game plan to everyone.Coach Caffrey announced, "I'm not going to ask you gentlemen to come in for. I don’t see what you are doing, so it surprises me when I feel your hand on my legs. You have crawled under my desk and are rubbing my legs, working your way up to my crotch.Fortunately, I am not talking at the time. I look down to see what you are doing; you look up at me with lust in your eyes, I am instantly turned on.You put one finger to your lips, as to say be quiet.You unbutton my pants and pull my zipper down. My cock springs out, getting harder at each stroke.You pull my pants down. . "What," Saber looks over at me. "What is wrong with Napoleon?" Nothing," I reply quickly. "That was not who I was expecting. That is all." I try to cover my mistake."Why, who did you think was the elder?" Seattle asks leaning into the front between me and Saber.I wince and shot out my answer, what the hell, right? Better to be honest. "Saber of course." I reply.There were great peals of laughter from the men in the car. Saber only blushed. Which I might add is very cute on even on a 7 foot tall. We answer back that we are not interested and rather stay and swim. So they say ok, just be careful, and they would be back in an hour or less and that everyone was going except for us. So we remain in the water swimming as they get ready to go; we could see them milling around. Finally, they all leave out the front door. We are alone. As we swim and play in the pool, Gayle is in her 1 piece swimsuit and I am in my trunks, we would splash each other and throw balls at each other. Until we are.