When he had baked a while in the sun, Josh got up. He hung a Speedo that was the twin of Chad's size 28 form on Rick's hook. Then he pulled on his sweats and drove back to his school.
Josh was a year older than Rick, but had gotten expelled a few years back. He had gotten shipped off to Bradbury Military Academy, and though older was in the same grade as Rick. Bradbury had been favored to win the State Championships, and Josh had been a tackle on their defense, when Chad led Rick and his other teammates to victory.
It was only as Chad rode in the dark wrapped around Josh's loins that he really began to think about what the guy's at Bradbury Academy might do, if they got a hold of him.
Josh parked his car, and headed toward the Bradbury Athletic Center. Chad only knew the car stopped, and Josh was walking fast.
"Absent without leave, cadet?" Asked a deep baritone voice.
"It's Saturday, sir," Josh answered.
"And you're wearing school property. Sweats are not to be worn off campus, except at team events in which you participate," the voice continued.
Josh remained standing at attention with his butt cheeks tightly clenching Chad.
"I am heading to the gym."
"So am I. When we get there you will change into your uniform and report to the commandant's office. He's been looking for you for hours."
There was a nervous hesitancy in Josh's voice, as he answered, "Y-y-yes, s-sir."
The sound of boots followed Josh into the Athletic Center, the locker room, and stopped behind him, as he opened his locker.
"You don't need to wait, sir," Josh said as he pulled his sweat shirt and tee shirt off.
"Oh. But I do. Now dirty gear in the bin, not in the locker."
Soon Josh was naked, and Chad, the sweat socks, sweat pants, sweat shirt and tee shirt were in a cloth bin at the end of row of lockers with dirty jockstraps, sweats, tee shirts, shorts, and the like.
Chad watched the young uniformed man as he watched Josh dress in his cadet uniform. The man straightened Josh's tie, and nodded with approval.
"Now to the commandant's, cadet!"
"Yes sir!"
Josh stole a glance at his Speedo as he walked pass the bin. He'd be back.
The officer followed slowly behind Josh. Chad thought it looked like the guy was staring at Josh's ass as he retreated.