Why is it that the cutest guy in the locker room always ends up being a flaming faggot? When you think about it, though, it definitely makes sense. This cute nerd, thrust into the high-end team of the school just because he 'looked the part', watching nervously as the other seniors started stripping off their shirts and exposing their tough muscled bodies. Leon, meanwhile, was anything but a muscled hunk - standing in at a measly 5'4 while the other jocks, all 3 years older than him, towered over him imposingly. It also doesn’t help matters that Leon is 14 years of age.
Leon yelped as he felt a jock's big hand slap against his exposed rump.
"Looks like we've got a peeping tom over here, boys," he heard behind him. The poor kid was in the middle of pulling his pants down; he didn't want no trouble. He just wants to get changed and be out of here at the speed of light.
"Nuh... Uh, I wasn't staring," Leon meekly replied, muffing into his collar fur as he looked down, unable to bear the shame of being the center of attention.
The jock moaned as he grabbed the fat of the youngster's ass again, making him breathe hard through his nose.
"Yeah, kid, I know you were. You were getting curious about our bodies, weren't 'ya? C'mon, I know you freshmen are all the same."
Suddenly, the jocks stopped bickering in the room and turned instead to focus on their wolf leader's attempt to seduce the newcomer, fresh off the coach's 'approval' to join the team, no doubt. Nobody thought to question what a freshman is doing in a locker room full of seniors because, according to coach, 'his level of sportsmanship far outdoes his peers' performance at their age!'
Some jocks standing behind the wolf stopped to adjust their bulges, their cocks seeming heavy in their Adidas athletic shorts, with some of the other men's cocks, which were just a tad larger, were poking out from the hole of their shorts.
The jock did not stop fondling him, in fact, he openly groped the kid's butt, putting on a show for all the perverted jocks to see. Dude's really making a show of it; getting a much of a feel he can before it devolves into sexual harassment. However, the deer's little moans and little yelps for enough proof for these young men to know that they've struck gold.
Leon turned around with his ears lying back against his head. In his view, was a locker room filled with big, muscular 18-year-old jocks, all of them had visible bulges and some of them were openly groping themselves, flashing the shy boy a wink or smirking at the kid with their white fangs on show.
"As you can see here, we don't mind curious young ones like yourself. I hope you will get well acquainted with us."
Although the whole room reeked of sexual tension and Lynx spray, you could tell, just from his tone of voice alone, that these men weren't planning to beat you up for showing your true colours. In fact, they actively encourage it.
Then the door opened with an ear-ringing creak. Coach, a handsome bear in his middle-aged years, entered the room with his hands on his hips and an unamused look on his face. "Boys, don't scare away the new kid away so early- Gah, this place already reeks of dick!" He shouted, pinching his nose and wafting his hands in the air.
The other jocks, moments ago looking like steel-hardy men who could take anything thrown their way, now looked at each other with embarrassed, blushing smiles, almost as if they've been caught in the act.
Then Coach glanced at Leon's exposed body and the impressive meat dangling between his legs. He had to do a double take as he looked at the teenager - unable to believe that such a nerdy, cute-looking guy could have such a big piece of meat between his legs.
"Crikey, you have a license for that thing, mate?" Coach smiled, but had to stop himself from walking over to Leon himself and groping that fine piece of boy meat.
Coach then clapped his hands together.
"Right, put your cocks back in your pants and buzz off. Practice starts in 5."
When Coach left and shut the door, the locker room filled with the familiar sound of boys bantering again. You also turned around, but not until you felt a hand on your shoulder.
"You can come back after practice for lessons if you like, young one," the wolf whispered seductively in your ear, kissing your cheek briefly. That alone made you buzzed and giddy for the whole day.
--After practice...
Leon was the last to return from practice, and when he entered the locker room, he was greeted with the sight of the same wolf who was manspreading on the bench, his hands pressing against the wooden bands. His big uncut cock poked out of the side of his jockstrap, standing at full mast. 
"Heya cutie, someone's been expecting you." The wolf nodded at his throbbing cock, winking at the blushing deer.
"Take the shirt off. You looked cute as fuck earlier."
Leon quickly took his shirt off, catching on his antlers a little before he was able to fully shake it off. The two jocks who were standing behind the wolf with their arms crossed and a big bulge in their now-soaked shorts, nodded at each other and both verified your integrity to be the leader's new boy slut.
The wolf's eyes scaled all over your body, and you instinctively rubbed your hand against your arm as you felt this wolf stare into your soul, looking down to the floor with a blush, just like you did earlier today.
"Shit. You're beautiful." The wolf said, his words out of breath. It was clear he's never seen a big-dicked twink before, not least of all, someone your age.
"I ain't that ama- Uwahh!" You were caught off guard when one of the wolf leader's 'bodyguards' swung your hand away from your arm, pinning it behind your back. Said wolf then wrapped his paw around your cock, sliding his hand down from the base of your meat to the burgeoning tip. It then flicked back to your smooth stomach with a loud thud.
"That's got to be at least 7 inches, bro." The bodyguard said, disbelief also evident in his voice. The leader nodded and, within an instant, this so-called 'bodyguard' was on his knees. Before you could have chance to react, he slipped his maw on your cock, swallowing it whole. Your body convulsed with this newfound sensation, and you stumbled back to the locker in panic. But that didn't stop the grey-furred wolf from sucking you off. In fact, now that you've got firmer footing, it provided the perfect chance for the 18-year-old to slide his maw up and down your cock, his tongue lashing around with spit. This wolf was so eager that, with every swallow he took on your shaft, you could notice spit falling from his lips. He needs your boy cock so bad.
The wolf leader stood up and cracked his neck, tearing his jockstrap away and letting it fall to the floor without a care in the world. Now, his big cock and brown-furred balls could swing about freely, wafting his musk all about the room.
"You ever cum before, kid?" He asks. 
You blush as he edges close to you, a devilish lust dancing in his eyes.
"U-Um, only in my dreams..." you answer.
The wolf grins.
"Well, you won't be waking up from this one."
The fur prickled up on his shoulders and he edged closer to you, and you were getting increasingly nervous until, at last... The two of you lock lips.
The jock leader passionately kisses you on the lips, his warm breath tickling your face. His nose pushed against your glasses, and you were about to take them off until he said, with no small amount of insistence: 
"No. Keep them on. You look so fucking hot right now."
You imagine it takes no small man to admit to his group that he loves guys who look nerdy and cute, especially for one who should be chasing after the popular girls. But that is of no consequence now, here in the present, is a man who cannot keep his hands off you. The most revered wolf across all of the school, unable to keep his hands off a freshman that only started three weeks ago. Word travels fast when you look like a faggot. It attracts the attention of the hole-starved, definitely 'not homo' jocks, you see. But you know that, the moment you entered that locker room, these boys were well past their "We're not gay!" phase. In fact, it was quite a surprise when they warmed up to you so quickly. They would have to, if they want to get what they really want in life...