*This is part two of this story. Please read part one first*
If I thought my first season with the volleyball team was wild, it didn't hold a candle to my second season.
Most of the team was new as they lost a lot of players to graduation, including Kayla, Brittany and Sarah. Kelley and Cassie were back and would be the leaders. Before the season started I did introductory interviews in our studio with some of the newcomers. Let's say the level of hotness on the team didn't go down. In fact, it might have gone up.
For starters during the offseason I had somehow forgotten how hot Kelley and Cassie were. Kelley, a 6'0" redhead, had a petite rack but a killer body. Cassie, the team libero (defensive specialist), was a 5'10" brunette with much larger set of guns and a booty that looked great when I was watching the games courtside.
Among the newcomers, let's just say I was really excited about Bethany (not to be confused with the departing Brittany). Bethany was taking the former's place at setter, which gave me some challenges during the broadcasts because I definitely mixed up the two quite a bit, especially during the first few games. I remember thinking her boobs looked like they were big for her 5'8" size.
There was also Jenny, who would be replacing Kayla at outside hitter. Like Kayla she was a tall hot blonde. Then there was Olivia, the tall African-American blocker who slapped my butt at an early practice and asked to see my penis on the first road trip. I was sure I would get to know the others in time but those were the players who stood out.
The first game of the season happened to be in the middle of nowhere in Kansas. To get the team in the right frame of mind Coach took the team a day early for a good night's sleep in the hotel (in this case a really shitty Motel 6). I was surprised when I asked to join the team meeting in Coach's room before lights out. This had never occurred once in my first season.
The room was crowded as the full of roster of 15 women packed onto the two beds. I was asked to stand up front with Coach. This made me quite nervous. I didn't find out until the very end of the previous season that she had full knowledge of had full knowledge ofall of the team, er, activities. The fact that I thought she was very attractive like most of her players didn't make me feel any calmer. I guessed she was late 30s, maybe early 40s.
"Ladies I know most of you are new this season, but our returners are very familiar with how we do things here," Coach said to the team. "We have high expectations. We won the division last year and some of our rival teams think it was a fluke. I don't know about you but I'm bound and determined to make sure it's not."
There was a fair amount of agreement among the players.
"I think a lot of you have gotten to meet him by now, but for those of you who don't know, this young man here is Rick French. He's our play-by-play announcer and will be with us all season. Our returning players know how much of an....asset he'll be for us."
The returning players giggled. Judging by some of the smiles on the newcomers, it was evident that there had been some tales told. I felt my pants stir just at the thought.
"I encourage you all to have as much fun with him this season as you like, but please keep your eyes on the prize. If I feel our team focus is lacking, I will adjust accordingly. As long as we're winning, anything goes."
"Now this year we can't surprise him like we did last," she said as she turned and winked at me. "But our returning players know how having some fun with him all year kept us loose. I was skeptical at first but I couldn't argue with our results."
"Of course, what occurred at our end of year celebration will only happen again if we repeat as division champs. Is that clear?"
"Yes Coach!" The team said in unison.
"That said I think we have a new tradition that can really make our program unique. Now, since Rick here knows about everything this time, I figure we can go ahead and get started. Rick, go ahead and drop your pants please."
Some of the new players gasped. In spite of now knowing ahead of time the fun I was probably in for, I still looked at Coach in shock. I guess I thought things would kind of unfold the way they did last time.
"You heard me Rick," Coach said more sternly. "Remember I told you last year you may not play for me but you still answer to me."
In slow motion, and feeling a little bit like I was getting run over, I slowly undid my belt and slid down my jeans. I stood there in my boxers with my jeans around my ankles. In spite of last season, I was still very shy about this. I mean last year was way different. The team was all naked by the time I was doing this. Now I was fully on display and in the spotlight. I also wasn't sure how the team would react since I wasn't aroused. My dick is not very impressive when it isn't hard.
"You know darn well I meant the whole thing," Coach quipped. Before I knew it Coach grabbed the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down. I heard some giggling and a few more gasps from the players. I looked down and saw my shirt was covering up my man parts.
"Now Rick be a dear and lift that shirt up so they can enjoy the good stuff," Coach declared.
Seeing the looks of anticipation on the players aroused me a little. I obeyed and lifted up my shirt. There was some laughter. I looked down and saw that I was still very soft and small. As they would say I'm a grower not a shower.
"Really, all the build up for that?" One of the new players shouted.
"That's the smallest one I've ever seen!" Another declared.
Kelley and Cassie exchanged glances. From last year they both knew that I got quite a bit bigger when hard.
"Don't worry watch this," Cassie said to her teammates as she got off the bed and pulled up her t-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra and my eyes went wide as her boobs came into view. I'm no good with guessing sizes but they had to be Cs.
I felt my groin stir as I started to get bigger. Coach bent her head down to get a better look. I saw the facial expressions slowly start to change on the players. Cassie smiled as she turned back to her teammates. "See what I mean?"
"Oh wow," one of them said.
"That explains a lot," said another. I think it was Olivia.
I looked down and could see my penis growing. I get to about seven inches when fully hard. In seemingly no time, thanks my staring at Cassie's boobs, I got there. A couple players applauded.
"Well Rick I didn't know you needed that kind of prompting," Coach said. "That is a neat trick."
There was some murmuring amongst the players. Cassie kept smiling. "How would you like us to proceed Coach?"
"I think I'd like to take care of it. You guys will have plenty of opportunity this season." Coach motioned for Cassie to get back on the bed and knelt down beside me. She moved her head so it was eye level with my cock and eyed it close. She started rubbing my underside.
I looked at the faces of the team as Coach stroked me. There were looks of disbelief on some of the new players. There were some whispers and giggling. Bethany's mouth was hanging open. Cassie didn't make it back to the bed and was seated on the floor.
"You know Rick," Coach whispered in my ear. "I didn't get a turn last year. You can plan on putting that inside me sometime this year." My hair stood up and I felt myself get stiffer in her hand. I thought I saw a player with a hand down her pants out of the corner of my eye.
I closed my eyes and felt myself explode. The noise in the room surged. When I finished I felt a tongue lick some cum off me. I opened my eyes to see it was Cassie. She had some on her chin and shirt.
"Very impressive showing young man. Well ladies there's a preview of what's to come this season. Enjoy yourselves but remember your job. If anyone wants to come inspect him before you leave feel free. Meeting adjourned. Get a good night's sleep and be ready for tomorrow."
I returned to softness and my much smaller state pretty quickly, but that didn't stop all of the players from walking by to take a close look on their way out. "Is that kind of change normal?" I heard someone ask. A few women ran their finger along my dick. When I went to bed I still felt the need to take care of myself even though I had, er, come for the group.
Fast forward about a week and a half later. The team had won their first three matches and we were staying overnight to get ready for the fourth, this time in small town eastern Nebraska. We were leaving to go to dinner when Coach slipped me a note.
"This is your assignment tonight," she said as she slapped my butt just like if I was a player, except she cupped my cheek as she did it.
When I took my seat on the bus I unfolded the paper and read it to myself.
It read:
Rick your assignment tonight is to get your ass signed by the entire team. You must accomplish this task by lights out tonight, or I will complain to your supervisor about your behavior on our trips. You are not allowed to show anyone this note or tell them I assigned you this task, but can otherwise use any tactics you wish. Please come to my room, 122, at the end of the night to show me your butt with the completed signatures.
- Coach Pedersen
My pants felt tight as I read the note. I also realized there was black marker with it. I knew we were going to dinner and then back to the motel, so I didn't have a lot of time to get everyone to do this. I was still very shy around everyone, so I was sure the players would all think it hilarious when I came up to them. I was also struggling to figure out how I would initiate anything without point blank asking. I guessed maybe that was part of the point.
I was simultaneously very nervous and a little excited. I decided this might be easier to try and get this done on the bus as opposed to the restaurant. It was still nerve wracking to strip for the players who had seen everything before, but I didn't particularly want to add the element of being in full public.
