Jeff waited with Kyle in one of the team treatment rooms, while coach hogtied the man with the wand.
Jeff felt an odd hunger. His eyes drifted over to Kyle's crotch and he licked his lips.
"So where have you been for the last year? It was in all the papers, about you disappearing."
"It was?" Jeff paused. He could hardly say that Kyle's dick had been inside him several dozen times during than year, and he wondered how it would feel inside him now that he was flesh and bone instead of a fleshlight. "Uh, I- uh, guess maybe he did something to my mind. I really don't recall anything after I started playing with a computer program I got in the mail. Maybe I was hypnotized or drugged? I just recall waking up naked with this guy saying he owned me, and I decked him. Then I found some clothing, and you came to my rescue, Kyle." He paused and slid closer on the padded bench to Kyle. Jeff gushed, "Thank you so much, Kyle. How can I possibly thank you? I cannot thank you enough! Maybe -" Jeff reached for Kyle's crotch.