Levi grumbled to himself, checking around corners, of lockers, peeking quietly into shower stalls.
'Good, no ones here.' He thought, and wasted no time sliding back along the cool jagged edges of a row of lockers. He feels an open lock stab into his kidney but couldn't care less. He dove his hand down his pants, and felt the blood in his veins disperse between his face and rushing to his pulsing member. He reached down rubbing just under his balls, stabbing his fingers against the spot, whimpering. His tail grew out from the base of his spine and he shuddered as it brushed against his thigh. His other hand, now armed with deadly sharp claws. He ripped open the front of his basketball shorts. His fully hard, aching cock was released. It bobbed and he grabbed a hold of it, stroking and tugging it. Trying to at least relieve a little of the pressure that had been rising inside of him since last night.
It was bad enough he woke up with a hard on, but even worst that he had gone through eight sessions of masturbating in the second story abandoned bathrooms, to no avail.
He was desperate, tired, and unbelievably horny all thanks to his mating cycle. He couldn't concentrate on basket ball practice, and going anywhere near his team mates on the swim team was out of the question. The last thing he need was to grab a hold of a shirtless, dripping wet stranger, and fuck them senseless behind the changing rooms.
The thought pulsed through his whole being and he considered what a good idea that would be.
His hand quickens considerably, and he bite his lip. He rubbed harder at his external sweet spot, and the room around him seemed to melt away, the pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock was already dripped down his hand, and he let out a loud sharp moan.
"Oh, yeah." he keened, stabbing at that spot, sending his nerves on end. His toes curled, and he could feel the taut wire in his lower belly tighten. "S-so close." He purred, his sharp teeth breaking into the skin of his lip. His hips thrust up into his hand, and felt the need to sink his fangs into something more solid. Like flesh. Muscle. Bone. The last one for some reason made his vision swim, and he became dizzy with how much oxygen was getting to his brain. Levi tightened his grip and cried out.
"Is anyone in here?"