"Hey, Chad, jelly?" said a male voice, as a gloved hand hit Chad's butt cheek.
Chad's whole body began to wobble like Jello.
Rico came into view with his cell phone recording. Rico was in Chad's grade, but he looked older, rumor was that he was held back. He had a rep for being an outlaw and rebel. He smoked, drank, did drugs, etc. At least those were the rumors. He was in almost everyone of Chad's classes, but they rarely spoke. Rico was the football team's equipment manager, and the equipment cage was opposite Chad's locker.
"You don't even like American football, Rico, why did you sign up to be our equipment manager?" Chad asked as he took a clean towel from Rico in the cage, as he walked to his locker from the showers. Rico had been watching soccer on his phone, and making comments about it being real football.
Rico replied with a leer, as he watched Chad's retreating naked ass, "I like the view."
Chad turned, Rico laughed, and said, "Nah, you wish. This was just the easiest big for earning a letterman jacket."
" You could have gone out for the team, or another sport? " replied Chad.
"Nah, all those things involve sweating. I only like to sweat it I am fucking some sweet tail."
At this point, the towel was over Chad's face, so he couldn't see that the tail Rico was eyeing belonged to Chad.
There had been other incidents. Chad had finished using the urinal in the small men's room next to the little theater. The show was going on, so the restroom was empty. Almost empty, Rico was blocking the only exit and entry with his body. His back was against one wall of the exit hallway, and his crooked knee was pressed against the opposite wall. He was smoking. Chad glared, opened his mouth, but thought better of it. He walked to the doorway, and tried to sidle by Rico. Rico stood up straight pushing Chad against the wall. The chests touched, Rico's bulge ground against Chad's. Chad opened his mouth and said, "Rico-"