The locker gets a bit tighter

David stood uncomfortably in the small locker. His short, skinny frame made it easier to be trapped in these, but also more common to get trapped in these. He thought that kids getting trapped in lockers was only a movie thing, but Rhys and Arnie proved that theory wrong. For years, this shit had been going on. It made high school a living hell. But, with only a few months left, it would finally be over. He would graduate and go to a great college, while scum like Rhys and Butch would be left to clean schools like this.

David felt a tingling in his groin. He put it to one side, focusing on becoming successful and tearing down any humanity his tormentors once had. He knew he shouldn't, but he held a lot of resentment, which only encouraged him more to go on and do well so he could get some sort of psychological ****.

The tingling in his groin got more prominent to the point that David couldn't ignore it. In some of his earlier entrapments, David would use the time to fantasise about having sexual relationships with actresses or hot seniors. It wouldn't end well when he got let out and would have a bulge in his pants. He'd resorted to fantasising his **** on Rhys and Butch, but now, he was struggling keeping that idea.

David felt his dick hardening in his pants. He went to adjust his dick to make it more comfortable, but moaned at the touch. That was weird. As he tried again, he ended up just rubbing the front of his pants, quietly moaning at the stimulation. His dick had never felt this good, this alive, before. As he rubbed, he could've sworn it felt bigger. Maybe it was his imagination, as he liked to fantasise himself a bit manliest than he was. Wait. No, he was right. His dick was bigger, and getting bigger by the second. His balls were aching too, as they grew as well. Part of David's mind told him this wasn't good, but David was too focused on pleasure.

David attempted to open his pants again, the rapidly growing appendage becoming painful. He didn't care if he was caught, he just needed to get off. As he fiddled with the button on his pants, he heard a knock outside the locker. All David could do was moan. David finally freed his anaconda, as the locker swung open.