Russell awoke and realized he was still humping the blankets against his hard cock. Promptly he stopped but quickly noticed the wetness surrounding his jockstrap and seemingly soaked into his slightly above average bush. Russell didn't realize his cock was now just a little above average at 7 inches.
The first thoughts Russell had were of the dream he'd just had. He actually remembered the dream and the hot girl he was fucking in it. He remembered the tight feeling of her pussy and the bouncing tits that he shoved his face into. Russell snapped out of it when he saw the clock and calculated he'd just spent five minutes thinking about his wet dream... while subconsciously rubbing his sticky cock through the jockstrap under his blanket. Russell became agitated when he realized what he was just doing. He threw the cum-stained sheet off and a fresh breeze created a cooling sensation against his cock, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. "Ugh, that dream was so good but..." Russell knew it was bad that he'd cummed all over his bed again and he felt so angry at himself.
After he wallowed in misery over all these unwanted changes he made a dart toward the bathroom but found his bedroom door locked. He banged on it for a while. "CoACH?" his voice cracked as he yelled. By now Russell sounded like a normal guy his age.
Finally coach came by and spoke through the door. "Morning sport. Sleep well?"
Russell remained silent.
Coach went on to explain: "A boy your age should be spending his day on the web and spending time in your room. Don't you like looking at your posters all day?"
Russell looked at the posters when Coach mentioned them and he was shocked to feel butterflies when he looked. He decided to keep looking and when he couldn't look away he noticed a tingling sensation in both his balls and his armpits. He quickly scratched both pits. It was then that he realized the past several seconds of looking at his model posters had caused a full boner to form on his naked body. His hand instinctively rested around the shaft. As he closed his eyes, Russell scolded himself after he realized that he was unfortunately very horny. Russell yelled through the door at Coach. "I won't become what you want me to be! I'm not like those horny jocks at school who think about girls all the time." Russell added that he won't let his room get messy and gross like theirs.
Russell heard coach walk away after he was told to spend some time relaxing - breakfast would be ready soon. Now Russell was mad that he was locked in his room with a sticky hand and nothing to clean with. Now he had a boner from looking at the posters. He needed to find something to distract him!