Russell slammed the door and walked over to his bed. He collapsed on it, exhausted and still reeling from the last changes. He completely forgot about the dried cumstains on his bed from this morning.
How could coach do this to him? He looked down at his feet and grimaced. They were so big and hairy. He noticed a musky foot odor wafting up from the sweaty digits. As soon as he got a whiff, his cock went rock hard in his pants. This was too much! Things were happening too fast. Just a few days ago he was a small hairless boy, not he was on his way to becoming a hairy, smelly man with an over active dick! He lifted up his arm and looked at the sparse hairs. A couple more treatments from Coach with the hair growing ointment and he would have a bush of hair under his arms! This was crazy!
Russell waited a few minutes but his erection wouldn't die down. He had never, ever jacked off before, but somewhere deep in his mind was telling him it was natural and good, and that he knew exactly how to do it. He sighed; he didn't want to but he was so horny and pent up.
He wrapped his hands around his now average member and began to expertly pump up and down. Soon he was thrusting his hips into it, moaning the whole time. All of a sudden, images of hot naked cheerleaders with huge breasts came into his mind. They were so hot! He grunted as he shot a fairly large load all over his bed, covering it in even more cumstains.
"What the fuck?!", he said to himself. He was thinking about girls? He was gay! What was going on in his mind!
Russell cleaned himself up with tissues and tried to clean the bed. He was ashamed and angry at what he had just done. He had let his hormones get a hold of him! He was acting like a dumb jock animal!
Just at that moment, Coach banged on the door. "If your done beating off your new cock, we've got workouts to do boy!".
Russell went bright red and began to put back on the smelly jock clothes, and began to get ready for the workout.