Chad was seething. He was totally soaked with Dirk's stinky sweat, and a couple loads of cum. He clung to every crevice of Dirk's muscled young body. He was buried between Dirk's sweaty butt cheeks, and glued to his sweaty nuts and cock.
Dirk had told Chad that he was bi, and after flirting with two girls and a guy using Chad's techniques, he was planning liaisons with all three.
Dirk finished securing the lawn equipment, and headed back into the house. Chad was looking forward to being taken off. Dirk just hummed. He grabbed a bottle of water, and went downstairs to the basement. Chad had forgotten that Dirk's family had a sauna in their basement.
"Yeah, Chad. The sauna. Going to bake my sweat and cum into you. I'm not taking you off for at least two weeks until you are broken in. Hell, I'll wear you nonstop until you concede that you are all mine."
"You're crazy. That's never going to happen. People will come looking for me," Chad argued.
Dirk laughed as he lay in the hot sauna.
"No one will come looking for my singlet. As for Chad, how could anyone mistake that blonde hunk of flesh for a few ounces of Spandex and Lycra?"
Deep down, Chad knew it was true. And his wearer knew it too. After about half an hour the singlet on Dirk's body was dry. He went up to his room to do his homework.
"You took Thompson last semester, what's the answer to this question?" Dirk asked.
Chad was horrified, he had been reduced to Dirk's sweaty singlet because Chad was too hot looking, and made Dirk be obsessed with him- at least that was Dirk's view. Now he was using Chad as his wingman for dates, and as a tutor for school. He couldn't not provide a truthful answer to the question.
Chad felt so totally used. Which caused Dirk to get hard again.
No, not again, thought Chad.
Dirk just started wanking.