“Why not?” Brian thinks to himself as he gives Kyle and Eric a shrug and a nod. The three get undressed again and head back to the showers.
Upon entering, they are greeted with a throng of guys scattered around the shower room beating their meat all over the place.
“Do they seriously do this after every practice...? How did I never notice,” Brian thinks to himself as he finds a place to stand outside the range of someone’s jizz. He wraps his hand around his newly youthful penis and begins to stroke. Perhaps fueled by his new vitality, it springs to stiffness and begins to pulsate. He lets out a low moan to match the over-the-top noises coming from a few of the guys around him. Closing his eyes, he begins to recall some sexy girls from his memory: Gal Gadot... young Angelina Jolie... Tyra Banks... his wife.
Upon thinking of his wife, though, his penis starts to soften. Opening his eyes and looking around, he begins to think, “Am I... still married? I have to be. And now I’m not even turned on by my wife?” At that moment an instructive thought breaks through: “She’s not even a MILF, bro.”
“What the fuck?!” Brian suddenly cums, not aware that his inner turmoil had been pushing him closer and closer to climax. Being one of the few people left in the shower, Brian shakes his dick a few times to get the excess off and leaves the showers.
Getting dressed in the clothes he apparently wore to school today: a white tank top, black athletic shorts, and white sneakers, Brian peeks around the corner to see if Chase’s—once his—office is occupied. Relieved, he finds it empty. Quickly and quietly, Brian sneaks into the office and pulls out the drawer he had stuffed the Jock Jacket into earlier. Finding it crumpled inside, he excitedly wraps his hand around it and stuffs it into his backpack.
“Yo! Where’s my jacket?!” Brian nearly jumps out of his skin as he hears Kyle’s booming voice blare throughout the locker room. He hurriedly zips his backpack up and makes a beeline for the door to the parking lot. He finds his keys, fortunately, inside one of his shorts’ pockets and finds his car now parked in a student parking space. Hopping inside, he drives off, but to where?