Thad opened the locker, and grinned at the Speedo hanging next to his dirty underwear.
"Miss me, Chad?" he asked with a snicker.
Chad shouted, but without physical contact, he went unheard. Slowly, Thad peeled off his running shirt. He twisted it around his body like a feather boa, and then he tossed it at Chad. It ended up on the floor of his locker. Thad lifted a foot, and flexed it at Chad. Off came the shoe. Then Thad rubbed his bent leg before he slowly rolled his sock off his foot. He snapped it in the air. Then slingshot it into the locker. It hit Chad before falling to the floor of the locker on top of his shirt.
Thad was doing a striptease for Chad. He raised his other leg up, Chad could see That's naked balls hanging up the open leg of his shorts. His shorts were tented with a boner. Slowly, Thad undid the laces, and gracefully slid his foot out. The shoe thudded as it hit the back of the locker beneath Chad. Thad turned to show his butt to Chad, as he rolled down the back of his sock to reveal the heal of his foot. The wadded up sock hit Chad as Thad spun around to face the locker. He was only wearing his obscenely thin and tight running shorts. Thad tucked his thumbs into the waistband of his running shorts, and lowered them to reveal his pubes, but kept his tented penis trapped in the fabric, but pushed his boner down until it pointed straight at Chad. Then he spun around, tucked his fingers into the back of his shorts, and slowly revealed his waggling butt. Then he pulled the shorts off his feet, and tossed it behind him into the locker, and slammed the locker.
Chad waited in agony and anticipation for Thad's return. At least an half hour elapsed before the locker opened again. Thad was naked, dripping wet, and his cock and balls were the smallest Chad had ever seen them. Thad had taken a long cold shower.
"You're going to have to work for it, b- uh, Speedo," said Thad with a grin. He took Chad off the hook, and stepped into Chad. Then he plodded off to the cold sauna. He turned it on, and lay down on the wooden shelf. He flicked his tiny bulge with his index finger, as he lay there and said, "Come and get it, Chad."