Matt Warren once he was fully changed out of his football gear headed out, he had a party to head off to. And thankfully it was not very far away. He felt kinda weird as he headed out though. Ever since he got dressed his shirt seemed to be rubbing like fuck against his nipples. Which were feeling oddly more sensitive now as opposed to the usual. And he could even kinda see them more through his shirt as he walked out near some parked cars. Matt usually didn't have nipps like that, but he guessed it was more for the girls to play with in sex.
Before long as he kept walking, he thought again about the guys back in the locker room. No homo indeed, he was noticing the guys just as much as the amazing hot cheerleaders. Eli was so fucking kissable, and it wasn't even fair. Matt chuckled, "I don't even have lips like that, how's that even fair? Heh heh..." But he guessed it was good for Eli, cuz he guessed girls loved kissing Eli.
And what was more, Joshua's pecs were looking really good lately. Maybe too good. If he kept on developing like that, some people might like, think they were boobs or something. "Heh, I wonder..." Matt mused outloud, "What'd it feel like? If I had boobs and some dude touched em." Matt giggled despite his usual demeanor and then let it fade into chuckles. He kept walking.
He started to bite his slightly thicker lips as he felt his shirt rubbing on his nipples again. He wondered if this was some side effect to some sort of supplement. Ah well, it felt pretty nice, so he had no complaints. Made his dick pulse in his pants. He looked forward to putting that in Bree. She was always hungry for a good fuck.
Matt before long though decided to give himself a look over. He headed into a shop and said he just needed to use the bathroom. Not even paying attention to whatever the owner said. Once inside, he locked the doors behind him and stripped off his shirt. Yeah, there were his monster pecs. Matt found himself flexing a bit, though his pecs looked oddly more soft in some places, a little bigger but not in the right way. His nipples were bigger and---
Just trying to touch them to get a sense for this almost made Matt fall to his knees.
He choked down a moan, "Oh so fuckin' sensitive..." He couldn't help himself, and started pinching and twisting his new nipples, enjoying the sensations that blasted down from his nipples all the way to his rock hard dick. Matt knew if he kept going like this he was gonna cum all over himself. The problem was he didn't care right now. He just wanted to enjoy the sensations.
"I-I should be...heh-heh-heading to the party...oohh..." He tried to drag himself to his feet, but he just couldn't manage it. His needs were too much. And he kept going. He groaned outloud and felt it escalate further. His hair felt slightly longer in certain places, making him clear it from his view, "Ahh fuck...fuck! I feel so sensitive...so incredible...!"
He moaned higher than he ever had before as he hit orgasm, cum shooting right through the front of his pants and hitting the wall just underneath the sink. The front of his pants was substantially darkened by the shot. Matt chuckled at the sight, and put his shirt back on. He got back on his feet, wobbly at first due to the sheer intensity, and then chuckled, "Daamn, I gotta get the next girl I fuck, like Bree, to do my nipples. I'll suck on her boobs, she sucks on my nipples. Sounds fucking great!"
He then swaggered out of the bathroom, past the concerned looking owner, not even caring about cleaning up after himself. He was a football stud, that was an "everyone else" problem.
Matt then continued on, and before long stood in front of the house the party was due to happen in. He was feeling pretty excited, and offhandedly cleared his luscious blond hair from his vision. He was looking forward to hooking up with Briana here, and seeing who else was hooking up. Always excited him a bit, learning about his friends' love lives. Right?
Well, as he headed to to the door, he could already here the raucous music inside and the sounds of people getting really familiar with each other inside...