Stew and Tim whispered back and forth, as Rick escorted them to the athletic center foyer. They were debating their options, but Rick didn't care. He knew he had them. He knew they were kind of curious to try on the horse suit. The two young men were obviously close, and if Chad did what he was supposed to do, they would be a lot closer.
As Rick reached the lobby, his grip shifted from their shoulders to the backs of their necks. He faced them toward each other, and ordered them to kiss.
They balked. Rick laughed and tightened his grip, and shoved them together. He said, "Your mouths say no, but your boners say yes."
He smooshed their heads together, their mouths touched. Rick laughed and released them.
"Okay, put this on. Heads, Timmy. Tails, Stewart." He thrust the black rubber costume halves at the two lads.
"Put it on here?"
"You can wear your singlets. No one else is around. Now quit horsing around and get dressed."