Only one thing was gonna do the job for Alec in terms of decreasing his stress level...and that was masturbating. It was a little tough to get himself in the mood after that violent attack earlier, but, being eighteen, a quick glance at boobs on a porn website was all it took to get him revved up and ready to go. His brow wet with sweat, it did not take long for Alec's clothes to land on the floor just by the side of his bed. He breathed heavily, and started slow.
He listened to the heavy moans and groans of the people in his video as he slowly began rubbing his cock, his eyes looking up at the sensation and enjoying every moment. None the wiser to the fact his pectorals, abs and shoulders broadened and strengthened more, forming a more brutish countenance. His body was changing and all he could do was concentrate on the pleasure he was getting.
He tugged more insistently on his manhood and with his free hand he felt his balls as they grew heavier, and also more sensitive, making Alec gasp out in pleasure - his lips thickening a bit. Becoming more kissable, such that when he bit his lip from the pleasure he was pleasantly surprised by how sensitive his lips were. "Ohhh yeah..."
Alec kept going, loving the video. He squirmed and thrashed on the bed, trying to get his place down. Mostly due to his glutes growing too large too fast, and upsetting how he usually sat. It took a moment to get him back to proper form, though markedly shifted to the side to let his bum be free. He felt amazing, never once doubting these feelings. Even as the horniness he felt betrayed him, driving him to unforeseen heights of arousal - he had never felt like this before. He had never been so aggressively horny...
"Yeah, yeah fuck that bitch's tight cunt...yeah!" He grunted and pressed his wider back into the sheets, smiling blissed out. His body felt strong and he doubted he would need to worry about the thugs again. He felt alpha, he felt strong...he felt...!!
"I'm cuh....cuh...CUMMING!!!" He thrashed about one final time as his skin tone darkened yet again into a deeper, darker tan. Not quite enough to show African Ancestry, but more than enough to show some influence from such. Due to exhausting himself in the course of that, he promptly fell asleep and dreamed long and strange dreams that night. He dreamed of music he would have never listened to prior, and he dreamed of people he never would have talked to.
He woke up with a start the following morning, late for school, drawing a curse out of his mouth. He got up, noting he was sweaty and so decided to hit a shower before heading to school...