Jason scratched his fat hairy nuts through his shorts, feeling his massive weighty organ slowly getting hard again. He wanted to jack off yet again but as he slowly reached down to take care of his problem, he heard a booming voice call his name. It was Coach! "Jason where are you, get out on the court, practice is about to start!". Basketball practice, that sounded right to Jason. "Yes coach", Jason replied, shocked by how deep his voice sounded now. Jason let go of his cock and grabbed his bag and quickly jogged out of the locker room and onto the basketball court.
Jason began to run some drills with the rest of the guys. Jason found his muscle memory carrying his movements; it was like he had done this for most of his life! He was a natural! He was faster, stronger, and bigger than most of the guys! He also found himself sinking lots of baskets! It felt awesome! He puffed his hairy muscular chest out as he beamed with pride.
Within minutes of being on the court, he began to sweat profusely from the workout. His hairy bushes collecting the sweat, making his BO go into overdrive! He could smell a cloud of musk and stink all around him on the court. He smirked, knowing that he smelled stronger than any of the other guys. He took a deep whiff of one of his armpits and moaned; fuck he stunk, and he loved it. He felt his massive rod swell up a but in his loose gym shorts.
The more he played on the court, the more he loved his hairy new body. He was so grateful that Simon jocked him up.
He watched the other players as they played and he realized he was beginning to get turned on, he felt blood pooling in his massive rod. The other guys were hairy as fuck and muscular too. As they began to sweat, the team's BO began to mix with his and it smelled so fucking good. He even caught a few of his teammates taking a secretive sniff of Jason's bushes. He was in jock heaven.
After a couple of hours dominating the court, practice was finally over. He strutted over into the locker room, sweat dripping off of his pumped muscles. He felt like a million bucks. As he entered the locker room he was grabbed by strong muscular hands .