Jim was whistling when he got back to his locker. He opened it up and tapped the yellow cup. He laughed, as he dressed. He usually didn't wear a jock and cup under his jeans, but today he would make an exception. He had no idea that Chad wasn't his cup, or that he was now a deflated sex doll in Bob's gym bag. Chad didn't quite realize what he was -other than deflated- but he would as soon as Bob got home.
Bob ran to catch his bus, and barely made it. He sat down with some buddies from school, and set his gym bag on top of theirs.
"Yo, Bob, did you hear about Chad?" asked Greg.
"No, what?" said Bob somewhat nervous that maybe they knew what was in his bag.
"Dude has got a secret admirer," Greg said knowingly.
"Oh, is that all?" laughed Bob.
"Oh, but I know who it is. I saw him stick the note in Chad's locker."
"Him?" said Blake, "Seriously, Chad's meeting a gay guy? Ooh, that's not going to end well."
"Well, it must've already ended pretty quick, because I saw Jim in the locker room. Didn't see Chad though."
"Oooh, Jim?"
Bob just shrugged, "Hey, I'm sure Chad will tell us all about it next week." He grinned looking at his gym bag, and wondered if Chad would be telling anyone anything ever again.
The bus lurched to a sudden stop, and the boys and their bags were thrown forward by the sudden stop. Bob was sure he'd gotten his bag back, but when he got home to his room, and opened his bag, he discovered he had the wrong bag. Chad was in one of the other bags. Bob had to get it before whoever had it found Chad. He looked at the name on the jockstrap in his bag, and sighed. Blake. The guy was almost as stuck up as Chad. Still if he got there fast enough before Blake opened his bag.