Tyler carried the former all star quarterback under his arm down the hallway passed the coach's offices and the laundry room. He stopped outside a door that had been a supply closet. An index card taped to the door read Student Teacher Coach Sanchez.
Without knocking, Ty opened the door.
There was a small desk squeezed into the closet space. The desk was covered with stacks of paper. Behind the desk was a 21 year old jock wearing a coach's uniform complete with whistle around his neck.
Ty slammed Chad diagonally across the desk.
"What's this?" Demanded Coach Sanchez.
"It - it is Chad!" Th announced .
The young coach looked down dubiously at the grey object.
Ty said, "Say something, Chad." He shook Chad gently.
"Hmpmuh!" Chad's muffled voice sounded from inside his feet rubber prison.
A total look of astonishment covered Sanchez' face. It suddenly became a lustful smile, as he stood to lean over Chad's prone form to inspect the grey thing more closely. Chad was silent. He stared at Coach Sanchez' tented nylon coach's shorts. He was sure that Sanchez' cock was even bigger than his own. He realized that his situation had gotten worse, but he had no idea.