Davis found a place on the bench and began to strip off his sweat soaked clothes. In just his stained jock, he walked to the urinal to relieve his bladder. After some fumbling, Davis managed to pull out his oversized tool and let loose a stream of piss. As soon as he's shaken it off and stuffed it back in the jock, he heard someone shout, "What is that smell!?" He turned around to see that one of the midfielders had his whole face buried in the discarded practice jersey he had worn. Then, he noticed that two of the defenders were fighting over the shorts that he had left behind on the bench. For a moment, he was perplexed but then he rememered the reworded wish that he had made to the Genie.
With a smirk, he pulled down his jock and the pungent vinagary scent wafted throughout the room mixing with the lesser scents of the other players. This was like an explosion of lust in the room. Soon, every player was in rut, circling around Davis. Soon, they had him on a bench and they were all ministering to him with their tongues. It was like an ocean of bobbing heads liking his armpits and his chest, his feet and his legs. The most voracious was jake who had fought the others off and was liking around Davis' shaft and balls. The team propped up his legs and the goalie got down and was licking the sweat from around Davis's taint and ass. Finally, after about 30 minutes of constant attention,it was too much for him and his fifteen inch monster began to shoot rockets of cum around and on the boys that surrounded him. This was like a signal to the others and they all let out a collective moan and finished. Then, they slowly moved into the shower. The men washed Davis and each other. Once the haze had cleared as Davis's scent was gone from the room, the guys sheepishly made their ways out on to the campus.
The last one to leave was Jake and all he said was, "See you back in the dorm." The only clothing that had survived the frenzy was the durable jockstrap that Davis had worn. He donned the smelly garment and made his way towards the exit. Thankfully, before he got to the door, Gene came in the room looking pleased.
"Master, did you enjoy the practice?" He said with a smirk. "Of course, wishing for the guys to like my scent was better than I could have imagined! But, now it seems like I'm out of clothes. I wish there was some clean clothing in my locker every time I open it.
The Genie smiled because he knew that his master was becoming careless with his wishes and he was getting one step closer to becoming the fantasy that he envisioned. The wish was changed to, "I wish I had some clean, sexy, and tight clothing in my locker every time I open it."
Davis opened his locker and inside was a tank top and some chubbies. When he pulled them on, his monster was still on display but he winked at the Genie whom he now thought of as a friend and said, "If you've got it, why not show it off!?"
Then, Davis made his way back to the dorm to see if Jake wanted to get some food. It was 6:30 and the caf was going to close at 7.