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of water started slashing down on them. And then, just as suddenly as it had started, the rain stopped and the sun came out again. The guys were all drenched to the skin with their jerseys clinging to their powerful shoulders and well developed chests and their shorts clinging to their meaty arses and massive thighs. Mark tried not to look but damn it was impossible; all around him were nipples showing through wet cloth and big, bull balls framed by wet shorts and ass cheeks straining against wet, revealing cloth. As the rugger buggers charged over the field they churned up more and more mud making it impossibly slippery. The referee had had enough and signalled that the match was over and left the field. But the players were far from ready to quit. They were having too much fun