Mostly no

"The more I think about this," Tanya said, "the more I think it's a terrible idea."

Four football jocks crowded around the bedroom/studio, talking too loud slapping each others' shoulders and banging into things. Cassandra had fled the second the first had walked into the studio and Karen also seemed to have disappeared leaving just Tanya and Matt to supervise.

"Gentlemen," Tanya said, "you're now live. Remember, you're players for Riverdale High football. You've gotten together to let off a little steam. You can talk about girls but you may not use any real names. If you talk about me, I'm Samantha. If you talk about my friend the brunette, she's Veronica. You met Betty on the way in. If you want to talk about your girlfriends, just call them your girlfriend. And if you drop your masks, you're off the show for good.

"Now fans, you know we do High School Hotties and not all hotties are girls. We have some real studs in Riverdale and Archie is not the only one. We have here Reggie, Moose, Jimbo and Budge. Let's here what these guys talk about in the locker room."

What they talked about was mostly boring. After a couple of nervous minutes, they started trash-talking some of the girls at school... who was easy, who had a thing for jocks, who only did it when the team won, that sort of shit. It would have been at least a little interesting if Matt had been certain it wasn't complete bullshit. He knew some of it was when one of the guys went on about what he and Betty had gotten up to the previous night.

"I can tell some of the guys are getting pretty excited about those topics," Tanya purred, trying to make the whole thing at least a little sexy. "Let's get a closeup of some of the bulges we've got going." She wandered through the room, making the guys spread their legs and show the bulges hidden under their tight football pants. "Now, who's going to be the first to lose those pants and show what you've got. Of course there's no obligation. Anyone who's ashamed of their... equipment... can leave them on."

If there was one thing that motivated guys with a limited sense of self-worth, it was questioning their dicks. In no time at all... and without any tip challenges, Matt noted, the guys were all naked and stroking.

"The question is, who can cum first," Tanya challenged. "Fans, we're going to do this as a contest. The house takes a ten percent commission but the rest of it is a straightup bet. Chose your candidate and how much you'll bet on him. The winning players split the entire take... proportionately to their bets, of course."

Matt wasn't sure this was strictly legal. He suspected it was the only way they were going to get some tips out of this lame lot. Perhaps the idea of circle-jerks hadn't been his best.