Jeff wasn't worried, he had set the duration for 24 hours, so he knew he'd be back home in one piece no matter what happened.
It was weird some guys squeezed the bottle and produced a cloud of talc in the air and against their bodies. Others shook the talc into their hands and rubbed him uniformly over their bodies. A good amount missed and ended up on the shower ante-room floor. A few guys who didn't talc up walked through Jeff anyway. He was on at least a dozen different bodies. It would have been more, but there were three other bottles of talc for the players to use.
Less than an hour after Dirk had left the gym, he had been slapped in the face by his girlfriend, and now lay alone half dressed in his bedroom lying on his bed. His hand slipped into his underwear, and he began to jerk off. He had given his cock a heavy coating of talc, so Jeff's level awareness was particularly intense. The cum mixed with the talc and produced a sort of paste. Dirk fell asleep.
It was after hours, and Jeff thought no one else would be using the talc. At least 3/4 of him remained in the bottle.