It turned out that the majority of the team wanted a blow job from the newly anointed team slave. I only managed to make three of them cum in the allotted time so by the time the last of them left the change room I was exhausted, my mouth dry from licking the pile of jocks, my throat sore from having serviced so many men and my knees aching from being on the hard tiles for so long. I was so tired I didn’t even notice Brian sitting on the benches behind me until he cleared his throat. I turned around and, too worn and too humiliated to do anything else, padded over to his outstretched hands. He drew my head into his crotch and slowly scratched the back of my head behind my ears.