After exercising for about an hour, something Jeff realized was his normal routine in this reality, he went and got a shower. Taking his time, he got acquainted with his body. The dual memory was quite trippy, but as soon as he stepped into the shower, Jeff felt more at home in his new body.
Lathering up his form, Jeff slowly explored his muscles. From brick like abs to biceps that were as bid as bowling balls, Jeff loved how his arms, when he flexed them, seemed to double peak. His thighs were close to the size of many men’s waist, and on top of all of this was a generous layer of hair. Grabbing some clippers, Jeff went around cutting back on his body hair, making sure that it highlighted, not hid his musculature.
Turning finally to his tool, Jeff slowly teased his cock to attention. His old self was shock. He had to be at least a foot long and as wide as a beer can. Uncut, he stroked until pre-cum began to leak onto the tip. Not long after, Jeff was bucking his hips, panting and trying to extend the time it would take till release. With a final thrust and deep moan, Jeff watched as his manhood covered the walls of the shower in his seed. He continued to shoot for almost a minute. Moaning with his deep baritone voice, Jeff reveled in the after glow of his masturbation.
Cleaning up not on the shower, but the rest of his body, Jeff went straight to bed. He knew that there was a big game tomorrow and his coach would not like a tired player. Dropping into bed, Jeff didn’t even think about the fact that he was sleeping in the nude.