Jake walked into what appeared to be an old medical examination room, the amount of dust suggesting it had not been used as one recently. Reclining on the exam table was Mike Jamison, a Junior who skateboarded wth his friends after school. In Mike's hand was Jake's cock still hard and ready to go.
As soon as Jake walked into the room Mike shot upright, but Jake's cock was trying to pull its way out of his hand. The cock jumped out of Mike's hand and bee lined for Jake's crotch, impacting with enough force to make Jake stagger back a couple feet. The cock has reattached itself destroying Jake's zipper and tearing the fly of his boxers open.
"So . . . uh . . . I guess that's your's" Mike said blushing but unable to pull his eyes away from Jake's cock, and still showing a fairly large tent in his pants.
"Yea, it is!" Jake shouted angrily, "How could you take something like that, even if it was a fake, why wuld you just pick it up off the floor of the men's room!" Jake was fuming with anger, glaring at this skater sitting in front of him.
"I couldn't help it, once I saw it, I was drawn to it. And once I had it in my pocket, I couldn't stop thinking about sucking it or even fucking myself with it" Mike explained, not taking his gaze from Jake's hard cock.
"Will you stop looking at my fucking cock, faggot!" Jake screamed at him.
"Sorry man, but it still looks so good. Plus once you shot your load, my cock doubled in size, its huge now."
"Well faggot, thats the last time you'll ever see it again." With that, Jake grabbed an old towel laying on the floor and covered himself while he snuck back down to the lockerroom to find something else he wear to hide his throbbing cock. Jake was still freaking out on the inside over what had happened to him, but he was trying to deal with it the best he could.
Jake entered the lockerroom but heard noises coming from inside as well as the sound of a shower running. Jake hurried over to his locker hoping he'd find some shorts he could wear to hide his erection.