Chad felt a weird weak tingling as the cockring in Tony's jockstrap was activated. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Coach Tony opened the door to adjust what he thought was an unbalanced load. Instead he found himself holding an arm made of cloth. He pulled Chad out, and stared at the naked towel man. Anatomically correct, boneless rag doll man Chad.
"I heard the made you the towel boy Chad, but I had no idea."
Chad looked down at the coach's tented gym shorts. Why did all the guys want to fuck Chad? He wondered, could they all be gay?
Tony didn't talk, he just hefted now lightweight Chad towel boy under his arm and headed for the sauna.