The team cocksucker never really stood a chance. Each month on the first Saturday practice, Coach would have the team line up before hitting the showers.
He'd had the shop teacher create a cum milker for every member of the team. The milkers looked a bit like a traffic barrier except each had a hole in it where a milking sleeve that could suck the chrome off a '57 Buick's bumper was inserted.
To make it fair every team member had to put their cock in at the same time and Coach flipped one switch that started every milking sleeve.
Only one member of the team had been neglected by his parents at birth and still had his Manhood covered with skin.
Coach referred to cockheads as "Manhood" so often that it was ingrained into every team member's mind. None of the guys could imagine why any male would want to have his Mahood covered up - especially when the ruthless milking machines would come to life.
The first to cum was the team cocksucker for the month.
Coach knew that a happy team played better. If the guys were getting blown by their girlfriends frequently, then they could forego using the team cocksucker. 
But, Coach made sure every guy was getting at least three blowjobs a week on top of the two or three times a day they were tossing one off alone in bed.
Needless to say, the one uncircumcised team member was the first to cum every month and had held the job as the team cock sucker for over three years.
However, Coach didn't turn the milkers off after the first guy fired.
There was an additional reward for the guy the came last. He was the only one who could fuck the team cocksucker in the ass for that month.
Two team members had had especially destructive circs and one of them almost always orgasmed last. They'd been cut so low that their circ halo was right up against their Manhood. Neither had any hint of a frenulum left and both of their Manhoods were dry and cracked from being rubbed by the elastic of their sweaty jocks.
While the uncut guy would always squirt in under a minute - which earned him the nickname "under one", the two low cut guys would normally take over 20 minutes to finish.
After the last man had ejaculated, the team was allowed to hit the showers. 
Coach would carefully empty the contents of each milking sheath into individual containers with the help of the team equipment manager.
Unknown to the team, Coach could sell their jizz for $400 per cum wad to fags who just wanted to use it as lube or smell and swallow it while jerking off.
The big money sales were to local women whose husbands were shooting wads with no babymakers in their jizz. They'd pay $1,000.00 per load to get knocked up.
Every guy on the squad had fathered several children in town without knowing it. Coach's sperm selling plan was well thought out.
After any team member's sperm had fathered two children, the Coach made sure the college team doctor found a "minor problem" in his scrotum such as a spermatocele cyst.
Coach would be reassuring, "the doc can fix the cyst it's a 45-minute in-office procedure. You're an adult and can sign all the papers yourself. Your parents and the team never need to know. It's all done through a tiny hole and there's not even a scalpel used." Coach was telling the truth as the newest techniques in vasectomies did not require a scalpel and were done through a hole created with the needle used to inject the lidocaine.  There was no cyst, Coach just wanted the team player sterile so he couldn't father any more children in town. 
With that team member now sterile, later after graduation, his wife would show up looking to pay big money for sperm with potent babymakers that Coach could provide from the current team.
Coach was good at two things, getting out the paddle and tanning a player's ass when they fucked up and making money creating sterile guys whose wives would buy the sperm from his newest players.