Stand up to him.

You swallow hard and turn to face him. You feel weak gazing at his massive chest, rock-hard abs, and stout thighs. My God, you think, he's built like a Greek god. "Then what are you doing in here?" you ask and immediately regret it when you hear a number of the boys around you suck in their breath.

Sean just stares at you with his mouth hanging open. Then he guffaws. "Really using those tits to your advantage, aren't you? All right, I can take it. Coach Donovan told me that you chose to wrestle with the boys, though. Don't expect me to go easy with you on the mat."

With that, he turns and strides back to his locker. You find yourself staring at his muscular, toned ass as he walks away before snapping yourself out of it. You finish undressing and manage to conceal your penis from everybody, including Manny as you get your trunks and wrestling shoes on.

You walk out to the gym and look over to the girls. They are quite a sight in their midriff-baring cheerleader uniforms, waving their pom-poms. You see a couple do some kicks and notice that, unlike normal high school cheerleaders, they aren't wearing bloomers over their panties.