Chad's determined stride came to a sudden halt the moment he rounded the corner and walked straight into Bruiser.
"Where do you think you're going, ass face?" Growled Bruiser. He glared down at Chad. The face looked like Chad, but the slicked back hair, green suit, and lower body mass to him it wasn't his quarterback.
"Oh, my, sir. It was entirely my fault. Please forgive me. I have a coupon that's expiring, and was in a hurry. I should've paid more attention to where I was going. Can you please forgive me? Is there anything that I can do to make it up to you?" Chad asked and then he stated at Bruiser's crotch, and began to vigorously lick his lips.
Bruiser wasn't that slow on the uptake. His bulge grew bigger, and he replied, "I can think of a thing or two."
"Oh goody," said Chad as he slipped his arm under Bruiser's and began walking him out the door. He prattled on about having never been to the Ganymede Spa before, let alone Gay Street, and he would feel so much safer with big strong Bruiser to escort him. As they cut across the lawn, Chad rested his head on Bruiser's chest as they walked.
He asked "Say, Bruiser, I am sure I heard your given name before, but I cannot remember it."
"My first name is William, but there are already a bunch of Bill's, and Wills in the school, and I don't want to be called Willie."
"I like William, " Chad said.
Bruiser felt strangely warm all over. Chad pulled closer, William felt great.
Most girls were too intimidated by his size, and while he'd made use of cocksuckers before, he had never had a boyfriend before. It didn't hurt that this twink reminded him of Chad, and he had a man crush on Chad. He might enjoy having a boyfriend.
"So tell me, William, now that football is over, what do you plan to do with your free time?"