His dad awoke with a start and noticed that Jason had already come home.
“Hey buddy, wanna come watch the game with me?” Jason’s dad asked. Normally, Jason never watched a football match because he found it boring, but this time, he found himself agreeing.
“Sure bro, I’ll watch the game,” rumbled Jason. He still couldn’t get used to his deeper voice. Also, he noticed that he was still using ‘jock speak’ and simple sentences. Oh no, was he turning into a dumb jock? He sat down next to his dad and farted.
Jason felt his dad’s hairy fat spill onto his lap. His dad then wrapped one arm around Jason’s shoulders. Jason could feel his dad’s sweaty armpit bush against his shoulder and he nearly gagged at the serious body odour emitting from his father;s pit. Wait, since when had he and his father been this close?
After watching the match for a while, Jason remembered that he had algebra homework to do. Algebra was his favourite subject but at the moment, he couldn’t recall the faintest thing about the topic. He only remembered something about Xs and Ys. Jason really was starting to dumb down.
It took all of his willpower to get off the couch and go upstairs to start his homework. After pulling the algebra worksheet out, Jason struggled on the first question. His mind kept drifting away. A voice in the back of his mind told him that going nude would make it easier to think. So, Jason stripped off.
His cock flopped freely. Even soft, it was already about six inches. Jason threw his sweaty clothes to the side, feeling a gentle breeze ruffle his thick armpit bushes. He sat back down, manhood dangling over the edge of his chair.
Unfortunately, him going nude didn’t help his concentration. If anything, it made him even more distracted because now he wanted to play with his cock. Jason groaned in his deep voice.
After a few more minutes of struggling with the homework, Jason gave up. He leaned back in his chair and let his hands drift downwards to his cock, which was rapidly filling up with blood. Despite that being the first masturbation session, Jason expertly gripped his cock and pumped like a pro. With every pump, he softly grunted. He began to thrust his hips into his hands as well. Sweating and farting, Jason noted more hair growing everywhere and his muscles swelling.
He noticed that he was slowly dumbing down, maths formulas and chemical equations leaving his head. His mind, instead, filling up with basketball techniques and nude women.
“Fuck,” Jason thought to himself. “I gotta stop before I become a jock, but it feels so fucking good.” He tried to stop jerking off but he couldn’t. He kept pumping his beefy arms, sweat dripping from his smelly bushes. Jason knew he had to stop but he was so horny.
Jason’s room was quickly filling up with the musky smell of sweat and farts. He took a big whiff of his pits. Jason was on the verge of cumming; he threw his head back and moaned in his rumbling voice. His mind was still screaming at him to stop.
Just then, his bedroom door flew open.