Jake was relieved. He trailed his class into the locker room as his turgid erection started to subside.
His relief was short lived. Opening the door to the locker room he was hit with what felt like a wall of scent. The smell of unwashed teen permeated every corner of the dingy room.
Jake felt the urge to huff and snort the discarded clothes like others felt the urge to breathe. His erection sprang to full force bobbing to full mast. Jake rushed toward one of the toilet stalls but he couldn't stop himself from grabbing one of the athletic cups from the lost and found.
Slamming the door to the stall. Jake pressed the cup to his mouth like a respirator and greedily breathed the stale musk and sweat.
He struggled to jerk his dick between huffs. His new size unfamiliar and too large to fully grasp one handed. He didn't hear as the showers stopped and the rest of the students began to file off to their next classes.
He was about to cum when he heard the coach come in to the locker room and shout, "Jake hurry up. We all know you don't go in there to shit."
Jake's pace increased. He moaned loudly and blew the biggest load of his life in and around the toilet.