Simon was still gawking, almost slack-jawed in suspense, at the big dong that was now protruding from between his crotch. He'd have to pull out this big tube of meat out every time he'd even want to use the bathroom now, and then cram or tuck it back into his briefs, if it would even fit anymore.
"Look at him with that tube steak" one of the jocks hooted as Si continued to stare at it and the much fatter head it now had. Lying there flopped over against his thigh, he couldn't help but zero in on it some more as he tried to adjust. How was he going to soap this up in the showers and piss out of it -- without it flopping all over the place?
He stood up as his dick flopped on down against his leg and bounding with the motion, slapping against his legs and the open air. Ugh.
Simon put his hands in front of him to hold it so that it didn't flop so much, looking about for some clothes he could grab to get out of here with... not noticing that Mark had snuck up behind him with the Axe. Before he knew it Mark held down the dispenser right underneath SImon's exposed butthole. Simon felt the cold spritz against the rim of his hole.
"Hahahaha" the jocks all laughed as Simon's asshole started to itch and burn with sensation.
"What the hell?!" Simon muttered, still confused as to what had happened. The burning was really getting out of control, like his whole asshole was ablaze.
He felt so abashed and was blushing like crazy and was still steamy with sweaty, trying to not bump back up against that hairy linebacker who had humiliated him earlier. He dropped his dick so he could stick his fingers back there, hoping that would relieve some of the pain.
"Ugh" Simon groaned, trying to get a third finger in as it did help a little, even though he was startled as he began to feel hair come in back there. He was getting, like--what? pubes in his asshole! Ick! "Come on guys" he said, his unattended meat bouncing in the locker room air as he felt the new hair tickle his submerged fingers even more.
"A jock strap needs a man's crack" Marx laughed with a raised brow and a cocky grin,
"Jocks have fuzzy assholes. That's a reality check, boy."
"Shit" Simon thought, having never thought about *that* before, his fat dick still embarrassingly sticking out in front of him.