Things might have played out differently, if Vinnie had left the locker room. But he didn't. He sat there thinking. It might have been Ryan's influence, Ryan felt most comfortable thinking in the locker room, gym or on the field. School and classrooms made him uncomfortable.
While Vinnie sat there, who should stroll in and start opening the locker across from where he sat, but none-other than Mitch Flanders himself.
"Hey, Mitch!" said Vinnie.
"Huh, oh, hi Vinnie," Mitch replied.
"You know Ricky Wu?"
"Oh, yeah, little kung fu dude? He's in my English class, and my science class, and come to think of it, my math class and history class too. He may even have gym same period, but with a different coach? I'm sure I've seen him in here when I'm changing for gym."
Vinnie's mind was racing. Kaching. All the same classes? Wu was obsessed with Mitch, and Mitch was oblivious.
"So isn't this your gym period?"
"Huh? Nah. I've got study hall now. Somedays, I spend it in the library, but like most jocks, I usually spend it in the weight room. Why you asking about Wu?"
"Oh, he was asking me if I might talk to you about - uh, tutoring him in English. I guess because you've got so many classes together."
"He wants me to tutor him?" Mitch sounded like he wasn't buying it.
"Well, I think he wants to spend more time with you in and outside of school. I think he's got a crush on you or something. He didn't say exactly, but I think he thinks you're hot, Mitch."
Mitch smiled, as he stood there in his boxers. He turned away and pulled them down. Vinnie and Ryan found themselves both admiring Mitch's ass.
After ditching his boxers in his locker, Mitch turned to face Vinnie. He was adjusting his big cock as he was thinking.
"You thinking, I might get some kung fu action from Rick Wu?" he asked. Damn, he was tugging his cock as he said it.
"Well, I suspect their will be some kung fu action, but I don't know which of you will be giving and receiving," Chad said.
Vinnie turned. He hadn't noticed Chad changing at the locker behind him to the left. He was another jock. He was naked with his cock flopping inches from Vinnie's face.
He continued, "Heck, go for it. I know you got the hots for him, you got me to switch seats so you could sit behind him in English, and you got me to trade history classes, so you could be with him."
"I never said-" blurted out Mitch.
Interesting development, thought Vinnie.
"Oh, come on. You and Wu have been staring awkwardly at each other since Middle School," Chad said, "Now I overheard Wu telling Vinnie that he'd like you Mitch to be his slave boy at night and cockwarmer during the day. And from how rock hard you just got, I'd say you like the idea. Now say, "Yes" to Vinnie, so he can change you into Wu's jockstrap before I have to leave for class."
Vinnie turned wide eyed and stared at Chad.
Chad suddenly felt uncomfortable and vulnerable under Vinnie's gaze. His hands covered his crotch, and he mumbled awkwardly.
"Uh, Vin, Horst and Carter aren't exactly keeping quiet about what happened to Ryan Standish, I take it you're still wearing him?"
"Volunteering to take his place?"
"Heck no. Wu offered you big bucks, I can too. That Coach Martinez has been riding my ass, and well- but first things first. Show me you can do Mitch, and then we can discuss my new uh garment."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"You wanna be Wu's jock?"
"Uh, I guess-" Mitch said. He didn't get any further. An extra small jockstrap fell from where Mitch was standing and would have landed on the locker room floor had Chad not stepped forward and snatched him out of the air.
"Wicked cool!"
"Now, Chad, you're mad about Coach Martinez riding your ass? So you want to ride up his?"
"Wait! No! I want to wear him not be worn!" Chad said raising his palm, and falling backwards over the bench with his head landing in Mitch's open locker.