It was so surreal to be back in P.E. and then history. Spending the weekend not only as an inanimate object but also wrapped around another man's cock, and Snake's at that. All during class your thoughts turn again and again to third period. You could be wrapped around Jason again... and every time the thought gives you a hard-on. But missing biology? And how much of a life would I have as a jockstrap?
But instead of going down the hall to learn about mitochondria and the function of ribosomes you quickly head for the gym. Outwardly you are calm, but inside there are butterflies in your stomach. Why do this?
Rationalizing it away as being afraid of what Snake will do to you if you don't show up is weak. In a fight you'd win. But would you want to? Yes! And no. "Damn it! This is like being some fucking girl," you think to yourself even as you wait next to Jason's P.E. locker. You got down here fast and you have a few moments to start thinking that if he does not show you'll just leave, after all do you want to be his jockstrap? And then you hear him run in to the room.
He smiles at you and says, "Glad to see you jock, let's get this done fast." Is he sneering or is he actually happy to see you? He's already unzipping his jeans to expose his eponymous cock, already hard, to you.
There is maybe a second of hesitation before you start to strip off your clothes. You can hear the bang of the door and the echoing voices of other guys entering the locker room. But you are already on your knees with your lips are already around the tattooed cock. Arms and legs wrapping around his waist and legs. You're shrinking, becoming lighter. Gawd! No! Yes! You're becoming a jockstrap again. Jason is hard inside you as he stretches and gets ready for another sweaty P.E. Class with a jock newly cleaned from his morning shower.