Vinnie checked his watch. Then he walked over to Coach Martinez' office. The door was closed. Vinnie knocked. No answer. He pulled Chad out of his pocket to let him see the name Coach Martinez painted on the door. The moment he touched the silver thong in his pocket, Chad began pleading to be changed back. After he saw Martinez name on the door, his pleas changed to anyone but him. Ryan might have interjected if he hadn't been gagged by Vinnie's sudden erection.
Happy with Chad's reaction, Vinnie shoved the thong back into his pocket. He was hoping that Martinez would be as happy wearing Chad, as Chad was horrified at the prospect. Now to find Wu. The idea of Flanders and Wu together and happy was as satisfying to Vinnie, as Chad's unhappiness was too. Vinnie thought about this. They both brought him happiness because he had the power to control and change people's lives.
Wu was surprised when Vinnie say down with him at lunch and pulled a jockstrap out of his pocket. At first he didn't think it could be Mitch, then he saw Mitch's face imprinted on the pouch.
"How? When? It really him? It really him!" So said with his voice changing from surprise to excitement.
"Go try him on," Vinnie urged nodding towards the men's room .
Rick Wu turned and ran clutching the jockstrap to his chest.
It was nearly 20 minutes before he returned. He was walking with a confident swagger, and the glowing skin and smile on his face made Vinnie certain that Wu had jerked off into Mitch. Wu sat down without saying a word, he took out a checkbook and started writing. He never stopped smiling.
Vinnie said, "I can see you're a satisfied customer, but don't go blabbing to everyone about it. Keep it just between us. I already had to deal with Chad," Vinnie said. He pulled Chad out of his pocket, and spread him out on the lunch table. His face was the expression of pure terror on the pouch.
"What are you going to do with him, Vinnie?" Ricky Wu asked in perfect English.
Vinnie laughed, "Mitch is a good tutor. I'm going to give Chad to Coach Martinez." He touched the silver waistband as he said it and heard Chad's sobbing pleas not to do that. He smiled brightly.
"Oh, Martinez will love that. Have you seen the way he stared at Chad's ass while Chad runs -er, ran laps. Coach Martinez will wear Chad 25/7. Uh, we mean he'll never take Chad off - ever." Ricky said.
Vinnie realized that Ricky and Mitch were literally sharing one mind now.
Ricky said thoughtfully, "I hope Chad will be as happy as Mitch and I are."
He finished writing the check, and handed it to Vinnie.
Vinnie glanced at it a one and a bunch of zeroes. Ten grand in thought folding the check and putting it in his wallet. "It's good, right?"
" It is. We wouldn't want to end up with by anyone else, " Ricky Wu said standing up to reveal his bulging crotch. He added, "I had lunch, but Mitch is still hungry." He patted his crotch and jogged toward the men's room.
Vinnie shook his head. He thought at Ryan "Hungry?"
Ryan was indignant. Saying he was on a diet, and if he wanted Vinnie's cum, he would just get it himself. For a moment the cloth pouch under his trousers seemed to tighten into a fist around Vinnie's rapidly growing penis. Then it stopped.
"And here I thought you were a ladies man, and you're an expert at handjobs?" Vinnie whispered. There was no one around, so Vinnie shoved Chad into his pocket, took his wallet out again, and unfolded the check to look at his profit.
It read, "pay to the order of Vincent Cost, $1,000,000 - One Million ---dollars. Richard Wu."
One million?
ONE MILLION DOLLARS!
Vinnie turned to look at the men's room door. He said the check was good.
The passing bell rang. He got up. He had 10 minutes.