Gay wrestler bulge

A story crafted for @wishmaster

You're experiencing yet another monotonous day at your office occupation (as it were). You once attended and completed studies at Northwestern University; you had consistently been the sort to focus more on scholastic pursuits instead of athletic ones. And why not? It's true that everyone possesses varying capacities, some being more intellectually gifted, while others are more athletically inclined. Intellect was what you were provided, but what did it ultimately amount to for you? A mundane office position.

As you are occupied with your tasks, you occur to hear a freshly appointed colleague at the establishment conversing with someone concerning Northwestern University, your very own alma mater. He remarks:

?: "Hey, did you know that the university is actually slated for demolition? My father completed his studies there, mentioning it was still fairly new upon his departure, exceeding twenty years ago. Moreover, it underwent modernization not too long ago."

You listen in (as it were) and reflect once more on the period yourself; twenty-three years have elapsed since that time, you find yourself at the age of forty-five, and the news strikes you as unusual. The university was undeniably in remarkable condition upon your leaving. You have no idea how its appearance had transformed during the years subsequent to your graduation. It dawns on you that throughout all the years, you have never revisited the school to observe it. In truth, you hadn't registered anything concerning the renovation efforts, either.

?: "My father wishes to go there one final occasion shortly before it is ultimately dismantled, purely for sentimentality's sake and everything that goes with it. Sadly, he doesn't have adequate time remaining for such a trip, as the demolition is projected to commence the following month."

This sparks a thought within you; possibly you might actually pay a visit to the university one last time upon concluding work this very evening. It constituted a noteworthy segment of your existence, and presently, it seems you cannot depart from it without a final glimpse.

Your workday draws to a close; it is already quite late, and darkness is quickly enveloping the world outside, yet you nonetheless opt to proceed towards the university. You enter your vehicle and navigate towards the institution. Upon arrival, the sun has completely descended, rendering the university barely discernible. However, you observe the presence of an imposing barrier encircling the premises.

Signs are affixed there, proclaiming: 'No admittance permitted. Buildings present a collapse risk.' You reflect that simply dismissing the warnings wouldn't be wise given that someone might spot you. Nevertheless, you ponder the comparative lack of activity in your everyday life and the potential for something stimulating. In the end, you resolve to trespass into the grounds. You survey the area, guaranteeing the absence of onlookers. You approach the gate and exert force to open it. The gate is unlocked; however, you remain unconcerned. As you traverse the grounds, you observe the courtyard, the institution's athletic field, along with a selection of edifices that formerly functioned as classrooms, residential quarters, and dining facilities. A surge of memories overwhelms you concerning your fondness for spectating sports matches, in spite of never having had the chance to partake. You move about the vicinity, and subsequently, you catch sight of a brightly lit doorway in one of the constructions, an oddity given the premise that electrical power should, in reality, be deactivated. Driven by inquisitiveness, you move closer and ultimately push the door open. At the moment you did that, you simply caught a cracking sound above you and simply witnessed a fragment of the wall coming down directly onto your person. The world turns black.

?: "Hey there, you doing alright?"

You flutter your eyelids open and glance around with frenzy. You find yourself situated in the corridor of what seems to be a school; you see lockers, other pupils, and one individual positioned directly ahead. The person is a strapping young wrestler, outfitted in full attire, exhibiting his figure-hugging singlet, headgear, and wrestling shoes. He extends his hand toward your direction.

?: "Here, grab it, I'm eager to assist, buddy!"

You find it hard not to ogle at the visible bulge featured in his singlet, though you make your best effort and accept his outstretched hand. He lifts you up. Prompting you to inquire:

Jon: "What occurred, where am I situated?"

He stares at you bewildered:

?: "You just stumbled, you're on Northwestern University property. Is everything alright? Generally, individuals don't simply forget their learning institution immediately after a misstep."

Jon: "Yes, indeed, I'm fine; I simply require some time to gather my wits. What is the cause for your attire?"

?: "Is everything truly alright (as it were)? It's sort of amusing that one like you would actually inquire as such. I'm coming directly from practice; I was simply lacking sufficient time for a change of clothes, since I was offering my assistance, pal. Great that your memory seems intact. Greetings, the name's Cameron; Nexo is the universally adopted moniker, and I hold the position of captain for the wrestling staff. My original intention was for you to join the squad, nevertheless you selected a divergent avenue. While I'm not necessarily in agreement with your choice, I equally don't harbor any animosity towards it. Whatever it may be. I'm obliged to depart, a captain is expected to be alongside his team."

He pivots and walks away, prompting you to gaze at his posterior, which is accentuated by his skintight singlet, definitely appearing attractive. However, you promptly rearrange your thoughts. Supposing you're not actually hurt, even with a stone having impacted you. Furthermore, Northwestern? Your cherished old institution? You are physically at the learning institution, in spite of having stood only mere moments earlier at what was a construction area. Have you experienced some sort of temporal displacement, or instead are you experiencing a coma? Indeterminate inquiries, and what was the intended meaning conveyed through his remark concerning your decision and "someone similar to you"? Deciding on attending to the restroom first, some water will absolutely offer support. Proceeding into the lavatory, activating the faucet, and cleaning your countenance. Examining your reflected form, you're immediately startled by everything observed.

You stare upon a visage entirely foreign. It presents the appearance of a youthful fellow, graced with brunette locks and mesmerizing ocular organs. You also take note of the presence of headphones positioned on you, as well as donning jogging clothing. Divesting yourself of your shirt, you now contemplate a body defined by musculature, bearing a robust pectoral region, impressively developed arms, and a tattoo placed upon your chest region. Likewise, acknowledging the impressive nature of your buttocks, as well as experiencing an erection situated in your trousers, lacking certainty on whether the impetus arises from Nexo's gluteal region, or otherwise due to the visual sensation triggered by your own reflection.

The door chime echoed and you hastily don your shirt again. Examining your cellular device, wishing to ascertain where your present academic commitment exists. Identifying that it presently constitutes history. Recognizing furthermore the implausibility of time transition. Contemporary cellular phones were previously non-existent and all feels overly realistic, diverging from any experience characterized by a coma. Regardless, insufficient opportunity to deliberate on it at present, class attendance is required. Moving swiftly toward the lecture hall specified on the cellular device. Upon reaching the location, taking a seated posture while an acquaintance approaches your vicinity.

Alex: "Hey there, Jon. Contemplating your non-attendance today, I did not locate you during this morning's events. Any incidents taking place?"

Jon: "My apologies, feeling disoriented currently, am I of extreme importance, comparatively?"

Alex: "Are sentiments being expressed humorously? Scheduled today is training, preparedness is required for the impending competition."

Jon: "Designated competition of what kind?"

Alex: "In reality? The football contest opposing the Hawks. Did recollection completely escape?"

Jon: "Naturally not, expressing apologies."

The signal is emitting and each individual is traveling to their respective designations. Alex is likewise departing, only the gluteal region of his form is discernible, appearing particularly outstanding while wearing football attire, prompting renewed sensations to manifest inside your trousers. Apparently, athletes represented here demonstrate a propensity toward donning athletic wear while attending educational sessions.

Jon: Hence, football? Under what justification can this exist? The realism is overwhelming and contemporary status is that of a youthful jock engaged within the very physical activity consistently yearned for. Occurrences having transpired?

Academic instruction is commencing while you carry on internalizing over each element. Potentially novel data will come during subsequent training instances.

Sequel follows...

PS: Displaying marginal elongation relative to initial estimates, subsequent division arriving soon.