Surrounded by jocks

As Arnold rushed into the locker room there were a bunch of guys sitting near his locker. Arnold blushed as he approached making sure to cover his penis. “Well, well. Look who decided to join us,” one of the guys said.

Arnold recognized him as the person who would constantly bully him throughout his years of high school. “T-tyler, can I get to my locker?” Arnold asked.

Tyler and the others all chuckled. “There’s no reason to look in there. You’re looking for these, right?”

Tyler held up Arnold’s pants and shirt.

Arnold’s eyes widened. “Y-yes, please give them back.”

“Funny, there’s no underwear in this piles of clothes,” Tyler said.

“M-Mr. Wade confiscated them,” Arnold said.

“Did he?” Tyler said. “But that means there’s nothing between your pants and your little naked penis. Right?”

“R-right…” Arnold said.

“So you want these clothes back?” Tyler said.

“Please,” Arnold said.

“Okay…” Tyler said. “But in order to get them back. There’s one thing I need you to do first.”

Arnold gulped. “W-what do you want me to do?”