In the dimly lit, tiled locker room, a group of twinks, their young bodies glistening with sweat and soap, are corralled by their strict coach. But as he leaves, the boys' eyes gleam with mischief. They're not here for sports; they're here for each other. One by one, they step out of their cubbies, their small frames and smooth skin belying the hunger in their eyes. They're all yellow boys, untouched, innocent, yet desperate for release. They come together, a tangle of limbs and soft moans, their hands exploring each other's wet, soapy bodies. The coach returns, catching them in the act, but instead of punishment, he joins in, his thick cock joining the symphony of smaller ones.