You see, Jeff had a problem. Ever since the start of the semester, a week after his senior wrestling team gifted him a new pre-workout (GoonFuel, from GoonSupps), things had gotten a little weird. It was probably unrelated, but he'd been having trouble getting it up with Sarah, his wife, and he'd started getting hard at strange times, like in the YMCA locker room. He'd even started watching porn again, but he only got hard when he focused on... well, when he wasn't focused on the woman, if you catch the meaning. On the other hand, he was killing it in the gym, and his glutes had never been bigger.

It had escalated from there to jerking off in the showers at the Y, to jerking off in the men's room at work while other guys were pissing, and now to this, rubbing himself in his car just outside of a local frat, thinking about the frat brothers and their gross, stinky balls.

He just really hoped that nobody caught him out there -especially one of the frat brothers, or a cop, or anyone who might blackmail him into sucking them off.

(Coach Jeff has been taking a pre- supplement as part of the Senior prank, and it's making him have constant thoughts.)

CW: , Public